A/N: I know it's been a long ass time since I've updated this. Sorry, no excuse except for I guess I had writers block. Although I think you'll be happy with this chapter. It's long and it delivers but it also leaves you wanting more. I hope...
At just over 2,000 words here is the long delayed Chapter 11 of Fun Week.
Fun Week Chapter 11 "Trophies Part Two: Under the Boardwalk"
The next few days went without incident for the most part. There were a few stolen glances here and there but scarce physical contact mostly due to Goren's avoidance of it. The smallest amount of flesh on flesh almost sent him into a frenzy but he couldn't let her know that.
The closest they got was when they partook in the three legged race, in which they rightfully won but were officially disqualified because apparently it is against the rules to pick up your partner and carry her across the finish line.
They didn't care though they had already won the canoeing ribbon so they had something to show for the week outdoors, besides a slight sunburn. Well Bobby burned, Eames tanned. Of course…
It was the second to last evening at 'Fun Week' and dinner had just ended in the mess hall. Eames couldn't find Bobby so she decided to walk around in the warm summer night air to find him. He wasn't hard to find, as usual, she seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to his location. Whether it be him lurking behind her poking around someone's bookshelf at a crime scene or him looming over her shoulder while she searched for something on the NYPD's intranet, she always could feel him.
She found him sitting on the end of one of the docks, his pant legs rolled up to his knees and his long legs dangling over the edge, his toes skimmed the top of the water. He didn't hear her approaching over all the sounds of the night in the wild, crickets, frogs, and various water insects skipping across the waters edge.
Even though he didn't hear her approach he didn't act startled when she sat down beside him. She didn't speak at first instead she decided to roll up her own pant legs to join him taking her toes for a dip. He spoke first saving her the trouble of asking him what was he was doing.
"I wanted to get away from everyone else." He looked up at the starry night sky as he spoke.
"Even me?" she asked, only half worried that he did want to get away from her too. He has been acting weird these past few days, ever since the canoe race. Maybe she had crossed the line.
This time when he spoke he tore his attention away from the sky and put all of his focus on Eames.
"Never you." He gave her a boyish grin and splashed her toes with his own foot.
She grinned like an idiot as she stared at their feet. He looked down at them too.
"Thanks for cooling off my feet, my toes can't even reach the water." She swung her toes back and forth over the water in demonstration.
"I see." The next thing he said could quite possibly be the last thing she ever thought she'd hear coming out of Robert Goren's mouth. Ok, well the next few things anyway.
"Wanna go swimming?" he asked tentatively.
"But I'm not wearing my swimming suit." She turned slightly to face him.
"Excellent observation detective. Who need's a swimming suit out here? It's not like we're at the community pool in the city, we can just wear nature's bathing suit." He said all of this without even breaking his calm cool exterior.
"Did I have a heatstroke or did I just hear you ask me, in so many words, to skinny dip with you?" she asked in shock.
"I never said I was going to skinny dip, I just suggested the option to you, since you want to cool off and all." He shrugged and looked back up at the night sky. He was baiting her, hoping she'd go for it and convince him to join her.
She scoffed, "So you're telling me that you expect me to strip right here, dive off the dock and give you a free peep show while you sit here fully clothed and dry?"
He was feeling brave, "No I didn't say that. You don't have to strip here, you can go behind a tree, you don't have to dive either, you can simply wade in at your leisure. As for a free peep show, I think I've got a few bucks in my pocket. But yes I plan on staying here, fully clothed and completely dry."
She was speechless. Thinking he was serious now she was trying to think of reasons not to do it, besides the obvious reasons not to be naked, even underwater, in front of your partner at a grown up summer camp of all places. It wasn't even private! Ok, she was lying to herself, it was private, no one else was at the lake at this hour, there was no swimming aloud after dark. Wait, that's it!
"But there isn't any swimming aloud after dark Bobby, you should know that." Confident in her way out she sat up straight in defiance.
He just shrugged and stood up next to her. Without another word he took off his t-shirt and let it drop onto the dock. Her gaze quickly shot up to his face. He didn't look at her, he just kept staring ahead as his hands worked on his belt buckle and zipper.
Almost in a panic now she spat out, "What the hell do you think you're doing Bobby!?"
He didn't respond to her or even look at her, if he did then he'd lose what little confidence he had at the moment. It was a brief moment of insanity of his part, speaking of briefs…
As soon as his pants fell to the dock he stepped out of them, she looked down at her feet again and rose her right hand to create a blinder. She couldn't see him take off his underwear but she knew he was completely naked now because she saw a fleshy blur dive past her and make a loud splash in the lake.
She put down her hand and stood up looking for Bobby in the moonlight.
What if he hit his head on the bottom of the lake? What if the water wasn't deep enough? What if he hurt himself?
"Bobby?" she called out quietly. He hadn't surfaced. "Bobby?" she called again and this time got down on her belly and pulled herself to the end of the dock, she peered over the edge searching for any sign of him.
There was none, she was just about to start panicking when he came up. Right in her face was a sopping wet Bobby Goren with a glint of mischief in his eye.
She jerked back in surprise. "God! Bobby, you scared the crap out of me!" He didn't say anything, he didn't even have the common courtesy to look sheepish instead he took a mouthful of lake water and squirted it directly into her face.
After that he made what I guess you could call a giggle.
The look on her face changed completely, hell hath no fury like an Eames gotten wet when she had no intention of doing so. She stood up abruptly and put her hands on her hips.
"You want a war Bobby? You just got one." He started to paddle backwards away from the dock, just incase she had her piece with her. He didn't think he saw her holster but you never know.
Instead she pulled something else, something that stopped his heart more than any bullet could, she pulled off her shirt and added to his pile of clothes. His mouth was open wide enough for 747 to park in there.
She took off her pants in a hurry and stood before him in nothing but her panties and bra.
Still angry but wanting to keep some dignity she told him to turn around. He did so and managed to get his mouth closed. A few seconds later he heard a splash behind him.
He turned around and Eames bobbed up out of the water.
"Eames I…" he was cut off by a large amount of lake water being spit in his face.
She started to laugh hard as she was treading water.
"Ok, ok, truce!" He paddled backwards slightly as if in retreat. She let out a heavy breath as she regained her composure.
"Ok Bobby, you got me naked and in the lake, now what's the plan?"
"That's about as far as the plan went in my head."
"Ah ha!" she said loudly, "So there was a plan huh?" as she began the pseudo interrogation she started to swim closer to him forcing him to back up.
Now he was back to being shy and unsure of himself, "I uh, I uh, um, I…"
She saw he was panicking so she decided to back off, it was best he not get so flustered that he forget to swim and drown.
"It's ok Bobby, I'm kidding." He immediately calmed and tried to play off his awkwardness with a small laugh.
They both got real quiet then and just stared at each other. His eyes darted from her short wet hair that she'd now tucked behind her ears, to her bare shoulders and neck that bobbed up and down out of the water as she kept herself afloat. He swallowed hard coming to the realization that she was naked underwater just a few feet from him. Never in his wildest dreams, ok so in his dreams, but now in his reality. He actually pinched himself underwater and flinched when he did so. Ouch.
She saw him twitch and wondered what was wrong, of course sometimes he just did that so it didn't cause her too much concern. Besides all of her attention was on the part of his bare chest that was exposed above the water. His chest hair was damp and it clung to his skin. She was mesmerized by the damp curls stuck to his forehead and the lost look in his eyes. He was off in his own head again and ignoring her, what would she have to do throw herself at him? She was feeling thoughts of rejection creeping up her spine. Ouch.
They were both thrown out of their spells by the sound of someone else's voice coming from the shore.
"Hey anyone down there? Hello?" with the voice came the flash of a light. Whoever it was had a flashlight.
"Must be a security guard." He whispered to her as he searched the shore for the person.
"I think he's coming this way." She said turning to look too.
"Quick let's hide under the dock." He began to swim under it.
"What about our clothes?" she reluctantly swam after him.
They had about a foot of head room above them underneath the dock. They heard footsteps on the wood above them.
He put his finger over his lips as a sign to be quiet.
She silently mouthed the word "Duh." at him.
They could see the light skim the water where they had just been. Then they heard the footsteps disappear in the direction they had come from.
They both let out a sigh at the same time.
"That was close." She said.
"Yeah…" he replied quietly.
Again silence fell on them for what seemed like hours but was probably only seconds.
Maybe it was from the adrenaline of almost getting caught, or maybe it was just because he so close to her right now under these circumstances but suddenly he had a wave of bravery wash over him.
He inched his way closer to her until they were a breath apart.
"Bobby?" she asked softly.
"Yeah?" he whispered
"Never mind…" her eyelids slowly began to close as he kept getting closer.
Finally he was no more than a centimeter or two from her lips, he didn't close his eyes though, not at first. Slowly he touched his lips to her and kept them there for a moment. He too closed his eyes as he began to deepen the kiss, cautiously he parted his lips over hers silently asking her to do the same. She complied without hesitation and they were closer than they had ever been before.
They took a few deep breathes just breathing each other in then she made the first move and tasted Bobby Goren.
Caught a little off guard but soon recovering he brought one of his hands to the side of her face and began to stroke her soft cheek and wet hair.
She started to make little sounds in the back of her throat, sounds of pleasure Bobby hoped, which then caused him to make some groaning sounds of his own.
Their lips parted momentarily when they both needed to catch their breath.
Bobby was in disbelief at the whole evening, "Somebody pinch me…" he said to himself but apparently Eames heard him too because the next thing he knew some small soft feminine hand was pinching his ass.
"Ow! Eames!?" he flinched more out of shock than pain. Hell, he just might have even enjoyed that. How could he get her to do that again he wondered.
"Your turn." She said with a devilish grin on her face
To be continued…