Sandy and Kirsten find out

They drove back to the Cohen's and Seth pulled up on the driveway. They all emerged laughing into the house.

"Well that was fun." Seth stated as they entered the lounge where Sandy and Kirsten were sitting watching TV.

"Good." Sandy said.

"I'm being sarcastic dad. We were basically chased out of he diner by a million eyes all staring at Ryan and Marissa. I can't quite see what they all see in them. I mean Summer and I were there but we may as well have been invisible."

"Ah…I see ..So they were the star attraction… hey?" Sandy looked at Ryan and Marissa. They were standing about a foot apart, just looking at one another.

"Yeah…Although it could be good?" Seth added. "They did offer to give us our food on the house. Maybe we could make something out of this."

"Seth….." Ryan said.

"Okay okay… But what's wrong with thinking about what I could get out of this…." Seth said while looking at Ryan glaring at him. "Okay I know … self absorbed… got it."

"So I guess you two are having a little trouble moving around without attention?" Kirsten asked.

"You have no idea. There seems to be people everywhere. I don't know why – we're not that interesting." Ryan added.

"Chino. You've got to be kidding. You know the press around here think of you as their golden boy. Anything you do is newsworthy and for you to finally be seen with a girl after all this time would be front page stuff even if the girl was Dracula's daughter." Summer stated.

"Well thanks Summ." Marissa commented.

"No. That's not what I mean. I mean that they would have him on the front page with anyone on his arm but to have a world famous supermodel – hell they'll be dining out on this for months." Summer went on.

"Do you think if we just stayed apart for a while, things might die down and they'd leave us alone?" Marissa looked at Ryan waiting for his reaction.

Ryan's head shot up and he looked at Marissa trying to work out where that comment came from. Was she seriously suggesting that they stay apart?

"You're only here for a few months – you couldn't be together at all. That's about the only way they'd leave you alone." Summer added.

Ryan was still looking at Marissa. He needed to talk to her. Alone. And now.

"Um…Would you like to see the pool house, Marissa?" He asked.

They hadn't broken eye contact. "Sure." She replied as they started to make their way out the door.

"We'll come too." Seth said. "It'll be like old times."

"No we won't" Summer piped in "We've got things to do in here."

Ryan smiled at her and he and Marissa left and headed out to the pool house.

"What have we got to do in here?" Seth whined. He'd been having a great day with the Fantastic Four back together. He didn't want to miss out on anything.

"Can't you see that they need to be alone?" Summer asked.

"Why? They've obviously been alone for the last two days?" Seth said.

"What?" Sandy and Kirsten chimed in almost simultaneously.

"Seth !" Summer said.

"Oops." Seth commented. "Maybe I'm not much better at keeping secrets." He looked at Summer who was just shaking her head.

"What are you saying? What are we dealing with here?" Sandy asked.

"What do you mean father?" Seth asked trying to act dumb even though he had just given the game away.

"Seth… We may be old but we're not blind yet …or stupid." Kirsten said.

"Well do you mean is the fantastic four back together?" Seth asked.

"Not exactly the words I would have used. But... yeah, I guess you could put it that way." Sandy stated.

"Then yes. It certainly looks like it." Seth said.

Summer decided that she would try to explain. "I'm not quite sure just how back together and I don't think they even know so there is no point asking them. But they are certainly still attracted to one another and I think they are trying to work it out." Summer added. "But I think it would be better if you hear it from them. It's not really up to us to tell you….They were going to try to keep it to themselves for a while. But, I sort of guessed." Summer added.

"How did you guess?" Kirsten asked.

"Well Marissa is still in the same clothes she was in when she left work on Friday and I notice things like clothes. So I knew as soon as she walked in the door that she hadn't been home. But as for the rest. You'll have to talk to them."

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Ryan opened the pool house door and let Marissa enter first. She walked inside and looked around. It was almost the same. Memories flooded back to her. Some good, some bad. But all ... of her and Ryan. They couldn't pretend they didn't have a past. So much of it took place inside these four walls. They had been hoping that they could just build on the attraction that they still had for one another but she knew that at some point they would have to deal with the past … but not right now. That would have to wait. She turned to Ryan as he closed and locked the door behind him. Obviously wanting to make sure that Seth didn't follow.

He stopped and looked deeply into her eyes while still standing apart from her. He couldn't find the words to begin so he just reached out his right hand towards her and she moved towards him. As she reached him he wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled into him. He felt so much better. He had been concerned when she had suggested them staying apart that she really meant it. He knew that he couldn't do it but he had to get it cleared up. Now, holding her, he knew it wasn't what she wanted anymore than he did.

She pulled back "I'm guessing this isn't the scenic tour and that you wanted to talk about something?"

"Yeah... Did you really mean it when you said you'd stay away from me rather than have the paparazzi hounding us?" Ryan asked.

"Well I don't want to upset your life." Marissa explained.

"You'll upset it more by staying away."

"It's just…." Marissa started.

"Just what?" Ryan asked.

"Well. That was all a bit…scary…. this afternoon at the diner." she explained.

"Scary?"

"Well not scary…. Maybe… overwhelming? I mean often… when I'm out… people do double takes around me and occasionally I get asked for autographs or photos…But nothing like that. I mean how do you cope with it all?" Marissa asked.

"Well it hasn't happened for a while. It has happened before mind you. But because I never date the same girl twice, they have realised that there is nothing to it and so they have stopped bothering me."

"So if I'm on the scene you are going to have all that to cope with. I know you like your privacy and I don't want to upset your life." Marissa added.

"Don't you realise that I will happily put up with a few annoying photographers so I can spend time with you. You make it worthwhile. They'll just have to get used to us. I guess the question is whether you think I'm worth upsetting your peaceful life?"

She raised her head and looked at him deeply. She moved forward and kissed him as way of an answer to his question. As the kiss became more passionate they moved back and fell onto the bed.

After a few heated moments Ryan pulled back and said. "Um I think this is going to have to wait. I don't know how long it will be until Seth finds the key and comes to join us."

"Yeah… So what do we do now?" Marissa asked.

"Well." He said sitting up and entwining his fingers with hers. "Firstly I think we should tell Sandy and Kirsten. I know we were going to wait. But in light of what happened at the diner and the fact that it would seem half of Newport now know … I think I would rather them hear it from us than from someone else." Ryan added.

"Okay I agree. So will we tell them now?"

"Yeah I guess so."

"Hmm… It's going to be difficult with Seth in the same room making smart arse comments." Marissa suggested.

"I might see if they'd like to join us out here."

"Okay."

Ryan reached for his phone.

Marissa watched as he said "Hi Sandy. Marissa and I were wondering if you and Kirsten would mind coming out to the pool house. We have something to tell you."

Ryan hung up. "They'll be out in a minute." He said.

---

Ryan unlocked the door to let Kirsten and Sandy in.

Marissa was sitting on the bed but she got up and Ryan asked them to sit down.

Ryan started pacing back and forward.

"Um… We…that is Marissa and I just wanted to tell you ….um" Ryan looked at Marissa trying to find the right words.

Kirsten watched him, wanting to put him out of his misery. "Ryan… We know."

Ryan looked up surprised. "Sorry… what do you know?"

"About you and Marissa." Sandy added.

Ryan looked puzzled and then said "How?" he frowned as it dawned on him. "Seth?"

"Well yes and no. We had sort of picked it before he said anything he just confirmed it." Kirsten added.

"Okay. Then it would seem our idea of keeping it to ourselves was a complete failure." Ryan smiled and moved over to where Marissa stood and took her hand, lacing his fingers through hers and holding it tight. "We'd still like to keep it quiet until we work out exactly what's going on but obviously we wanted you to hear about us from us, not somebody else."

Marissa added "I'm sorry we didn't tell you straight away. It's just it's been a little quick even for us. We're just trying to slow things down and see where we go from here." She smiled.

Kirsten looked at the two of them realising they really had no idea what they were getting themselves into and immediately felt protective of them. "I understand. We understand. But in the meantime Marissa, I believe you need a change of clothes. Just in case someone in the media is as astute as Summer. Why don't you come with me. I'm sure we can find something to fit you."

"Thanks. I hadn't really thought about it. But I guess I may have to run the gauntlet just to get back in to the hotel tonight." Marissa said.

"Well maybe Marissa could go back to LA with Seth and Summer?" Sandy suggested.

Marissa looked at Ryan. "Um I still have some things at Ryan's that I need to do." she said cryptically.

Ryan looked at her puzzled. But she gave him a look that said don't question me so he shrugged his shoulders and left it to ask her about later.

Sandy looked at them and said "Okay. Well how about we swap cars. You take my Beemer and leave yours here. I've got a meeting in LA on Tuesday morning so I'll bring yours back then. Nobody will recognise you in my car. They'll be looking for your Merc convertible and lets face it. It does stand out."

Ryan thought about it for a minute "Okay Sandy that would be great, if you don't mind."

"It's no problem. I rather like the idea of driving your convertible." Sandy smiled trying to reassure Ryan that it would all be fine.

"Okay we'll just go and find something for Marissa to wear. See you inside soon." Kirsten added.

Kirsten and Marissa walked out of the pool house but not before Kirsten looked at Sandy with an obvious unspoken message. And then she closed the door.

Ryan noticed it and said "Okay. I'm ready."

"Ready for what?" Sandy asked.

"The lecture." Ryan suggested.

"What lecture?"

"About how we're rushing things."

"No lecture here. You're not in high school anymore. You're a grown man and I'm sure there's nothing I can say that you haven't already thought of yourself. "

"Yeah. You're probably right. I know there are a thousand reasons why I should be keeping a mile away from her but the simple fact is … I can't. I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about her." Ryan said as he looked down at his feet, feeling uncomfortable revealing to Sandy a little about the depth of feelings he had for Marissa.

"I can see that but..." Sandy started.

"But… what?" Ryan asked.

"Just be careful. I mean …what happens when she leaves? Isn't she only here for a couple of months?" Sandy asked.

"Yeah I believe that's the current plan. And I know that creates all sorts of problems. But for right now, all I know is that being with her just feels right. More right than anything has since she left. I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. But don't worry I'm not going to allow her to break my heart again. I may still be attracted to her more than anyone else I've ever met but I doubt I will ever be able to love her the way that I did. It's almost as if that part of me died." Ryan said looking up at Sandy trying to reassure him and knowing that any concerns that Sandy and Kirsten had, were only because they cared for him.

"Okay sounds like you know what's in front of you. Now let's go and join the others. I'm sure Summer will have had enough of Seth by now."

Ryan laughed as they made their way back to the kitchen. "Yeah you're probably right."

---

They organised that Marissa would drive back to LA with Ryan and then when they got to his apartment block, Summer would drive Marissa back to the hotel in her car. That way the paparazzi would not have too much to speculate with.

As they hopped in to Sandy's car to leave the Cohen's, Marissa lent in and gave Ryan a kiss.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Just because I can" she smiled.

As he reversed the car out he looked over at Marissa "By the way what are the things you've got to do at my place? You've got everything you had with you, right here."

She blushed "I hope you don't mind, I know I could've gone back to LA with Seth and Summer. But I didn't want the weekend to end just yet. I'm not quite finished with you."

Ryan smiled. "I don't mind…I was thinking much the same myself. And if I remember correctly, I still owe you a massage from yesterday that we didn't quite get around to…. Something else distracted me." He laughed.

Marissa 's faced broke into a big smile. "I like the sound of that." As he drove off down the road she reached across and placed her hand on his thigh and then started to slowly move her hand up towards his crotch. She started to gently stroke the hardening in his pants.

Ryan glanced over at her loving the feeling of her hand upon him. "I know the windows on this car are darkly tinted but unless you want me to pull over and deal with you right here, in the car, I think you should stop that until we get home."

Home - she thought how lovely that sounded. She had spent so much time on the move in the last few years. She could think of nothing better than having a place to call home one where she could put down roots; and especially one with Ryan. It would be perfect. But she couldn't get carried away. She didn't want to over analyse everything he said. But he had said it so easily. And it felt so right.

She removed her hand and started to slowly unbutton Kirsten's shirt that she had borrowed, until it hung loosely, revealing her lacy bra whenever she moved and of course she made sure she moved enough so that he could get a good eyeful.

"You do know that is almost as distracting as what you were doing before" he said glancing at her again, desperate to remove the offending garments that were blocking his view of her perfect breasts.

"I was just feeling a little hot" she said looking innocently at him.

"Yeah well now so am I. Perhaps I should just change the temperature on the climate control."

"I'm sure you can find another way to fix the problem." She smiled seductively at him.

He sped up and covered the distance to his house in record time. "It's a good thing we don't live far away." He said as he turned the last corner to his house, pulled in to the drive and pressed the remote to open the garage door.

By the time he had driven into the garage, closed the door behind them and turned the car off, Marissa had undone the button on his jeans and was sliding down the fly. She had lent over and was licking and nibbling on his ear and he turned to give her his full attention.

Their lips crashed together, tongues entwining. They couldn't get enough of one another.

"I think we should move this to the bedroom. I'm sure we'll be much more comfortable." He suggested as he came up for air.

"Okay. But make it fast."

They got out of the car and as soon as they got inside the door of the house he grabbed her and while he removed the offending blouse and bra that were impeding his view, she used her time to remove his jeans that she had already undone. They made their way towards the bedroom relieving one another of their clothes as they went, leaving a trail from the door of the garage to the bottom of the stairs.

As the last piece of clothing hit the floor at the bottom of the stairs, Marissa turned to make her way up the stairs only to have Ryan following right behind. He started to kiss her from behind. Kissing her shoulders and back and wrapping his arms around her so that his hands were caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples between his fingers. She hesitated to catch her breathe and could feel his hands reaching lower. Running his hands down her sides and then up the inside of her thighs, he reached her hot core. She stopped and moaned as he moved his fingers inside her. She loved the feeling, starting to move herself so that he could penetrate further. He removed his fingers and moved up another step and pushed himself inside her. She bent over … her knees buckling at the feeling of him pressing against her g spot. "Oh God Ryan." She panted. He continued to thrust into her, over and over until he felt her tightening around him. Marissa cried out in release and then he let himself go and collapsed on top of her.

A few minutes later, Ryan pulled out and then helped her to her feet.

"We didn't quite make the bedroom. Sorry." He said.

"Don't be sorry. I never used to like stairs but I'll never look at them the same way again." She smiled.

"So what now?"

"You still owe me that massage." Marissa smiled. "Don't bother thinking you can get out of it that easily."

"Okay. Let's do it. Otherwise I'll never hear the end of it." He said as he led her to the bedroom.

"I think we just did it, but the massage sounds good anyway." She smiled.

Marissa lay down on her stomach on the bed and Ryan sat beside her.

"Is it okay to use this?" He asked showing her the bottle of lotion he kept beside the bed.

She looked at him and smiled. "I don't suppose you have any flavoured lotion?" she asked.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Well unless I'm mistaken, I think that's the one I tasted on Friday night and it doesn't taste all that good. I think you would have tasted better without it." She smiled, knowing he kept it beside the bed for when he needed a little 'personal relief'.

Ryan went bright red thinking back to what she had caught him doing on Friday. And it was indeed the offending lotion. But then remembering her reaction he thought he wasn't the only one that should be embarrassed. "And what makes you think that I will be tasting this?" he teased.

"Just a suspicion I have." Marissa rolled over and pulled him onto the bed beside her.

"Well I don't have any flavoured lotion so what do you suggest I do?"

"Me." She said as she closed the gap between them and kissed him with all the passion she had in her.

---

A short time later, after their breathing had returned to normal Ryan was lying beside Marissa with his arm around her. She was snuggled in to him, her head resting on his chest. He lay there looking at the ceiling of this room trying to make some sense out of what had happened this weekend.

Not that he was complaining. In some ways it all seemed like a dream. But it was a dream that he didn't want to end. He didn't know what the future held for them but he did know that he couldn't imagine life without her by his side. He also knew it was too soon to tell her that. It would probably freak her out and she would run a mile but the simple fact was…. he thought he loved her…again…still.

He suspected he always had. Even when she'd moved on and broken his heart he still hadn't been able to stop loving her – that was why it had hurt so much. He wondered why she was now back with him. What had happened to make her return? She must have still had some feelings for him. Her actions on Friday night made that obvious. She hadn't changed enough that she would have come on to him like she did… unless she felt something for him. But was it the real thing. How could he tell? Did she envisage this as being something lasting or just a fling to keep her amused while she was in California? He just had to get her to realise that they were meant to be together. He didn't know how he would cope if she chose to return to Europe when the film was finished. But he also knew he couldn't rush things. He didn't want her running off because he was putting too much pressure on her. They would have to take things just one step at a time. But if that was the case, what was the next step? A million things were going through his mind, he just didn't know which way to proceed.

"So when did you want to leave for LA?" He asked.

"Never?" she replied as she rolled on top of him wanting to make the most of their last few hours together.

"I'm afraid that can't happen. Remember that little thing called work. People are going to be looking for us tomorrow."

"Hmmm I guess so." She said as she pushed herself up to sit astride him and began running her hands up and down his chest, drawing patterns on it with her fingers.

"Do I gather from your reluctance to return to LA and work that you've had a…'pleasant'… weekend." He suggested as he caught her hands in his because what she was doing was starting to tickle.

"I'm not sure if 'pleasant' is the word for it?" she looked him in the eyes losing herself in their depths. She could feel herself melt and the warm sensation between her legs was definitely heating up. How did he do that with just a look?

"Well how would you describe it?"

"Hmmmm…. I'm not sure of the word… But how about we use this weekend as a bench mark and next weekend we could see if we could do better?" she suggested with a saucy smile.

"Better hey? You think there is room for improvement?" he teased.

"Hmmm I see your point. Maybe we should check the Guinness Book of Records. We might be able to go for the most sex in 48 hours."

"I think we may have just set that." He laughed "What am I going to do with you?" He said sitting up to kiss her.

"I can think of a few things." She replied as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, to stop him from lying down again and moved her heat to rub against his groin. She began grinding herself from side to side. She could feel him hardening beneath her and moved her hips to rub against him again.

"Whoa there…Not now…. Come on….. Shower… and then we have to get going." He smiled as he kissed her to soften his words, wanting to make sure she understood he wasn't saying no, just postponing it.

"I think I've already got you going." Marissa smiled as she slightly raised herself and then used her hand to stroke his hardness. As she looked at him and noticed the sparkle in his eyes she positioned his hardness so that as she lowered herself back down, he pushed inside her.

"Argh." He moaned as he felt her hotness surround his most sensitive part. "I think… I'm …completely …defence…less… around… you." He replied between kisses and he started to move inside her. He used his hands to help her rock as he began to thrust inside her.

"Hm….I… like…. That… idea." She said as she rocked on top of him until she could feel herself go over the edge. Ryan followed soon after, holding her to him until the shudders subsided.

"Uh... Do you think we could try that shower now?" he asked smiling as he kissed her.

"Hmm. I like the showering idea…. as long as it's with you." She batted her eyelids at him.

He laughed as he got out of bed. "You're insatiable."

She looked at him and pouted.

He grabbed her and added "And I love it."