Previously, in "Nowhere Left to Fall", Allison returns to Chicago and sees her former high school sweetheart, Scott Rice, after 17 years.
Chapter Two
She was way out of practice. Allison blew out a breath as she walked up – thankful Hadley had chosen to stay at the hospital – to the firehouse. The first person to notice her was Kelly and he gave her a soft smile before he told her, "If you're looking for Scott, it's his day off."
Day off? Since when had Scott Rice ever taken a day off? "May I ask why?" Allison asked in a quiet voice.
Kelly had known Allison long enough in high school to know when something was wrong and, getting to his feet, the Squad 3 Lieutenant drew the brunette into a gentle but fierce embrace. "He misses you, you know," Kelly murmurs into her hair. Allison inhales sharply as if silently scoffing in disbelief to her ex's best friend's statement. "He does. I've never seen a man who's saved more articles on one of Baltimore's finest doctors than he has on you, Allie."
Allison pulled back with a soft sniffle. "He's followed my career?" Kelly nods his head in response. "Why would he want to do that after all that my father had done to separate us?"
"Because he knew you'd eventually find your way back to Chicago," Kelly tells her with a soft smile plastered on his face. "I do have a question though. Did you at least name one of the twins after me?"
"Scarlet Kelley and Hadley Mae Rice," Allison replied. Kelly's smile widened into a broad grin and Allison returned it with all of her might despite wanting to cry once more. "And I never did have an official christening ceremony but always knew in my heart who the godfather was."
"I'd like to meet them sometime. At your pace, of course," Kelly added in quickly. Allison nodded in response. Even if she had yet to speak to Scott, the dark brown-haired doctor was grateful for Kelly and his being there for her though he didn't have to be. "Are you going to tell Scott?"
"He'll be so angry with me," Allison said, her tone whisper-soft. Kelly shakes his head in response.
"He's been forgiving himself for years after your father forced you to move to Baltimore," he tells her. "After Angie died, it took him a while to forgive himself but he's done really good by raising Logan."
"Logan is his son, right?" Allison asked. Kelly nodded. "So Scarlet & Hadley have a half-brother?"
"They do," Kelly replied. "And he's well-behaved for a boy his age."
Allison nodded. "I'll think I'll head back to the hospital. Thank you again, Kelly."
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A week passed before the brunette doctor thought about her ex again, and this time, she was at home on her day off while the girls were off at school. A knock came to the door and Allison got to her feet, removing her eyeglasses to make her way up the stairs from her basement to the front door; opening it to reveal the familiar intense blue eyes. The same blue eyes that darkened with passion as a pair of purely masculine hands reach out to pull her tall & slender frame toward him and a pair of lips crash to meet hers. Mold to hers, tongues desparate for one another; the way it had been when they were 17 years old and as if they had never been apart from each other. Heavy, labored breathing filled the air around them as Scott worked to navigate them into her house; accompanying his walking with swift certain hands that unfastened the buttons of her blouse while her own tug at the hem of his shirt. Stopping for a short moment, the firefighter reached back to pull at the rear collar of his shirt at the same time that she guided it up from the bottom; the nails of her fingers driving him wild with pure lust. For her. Allison knew it was all for her in the way that he quickly rid himself of his shirt and then shed her blouse to land with his.
The slow gentle glide of his hands over the curves of her ass had Allison shivering before his large, masculine hands guided her thighs up to rest loosely over the waist that was pure muscle but all man. A flick of his fingers between the valley of her breasts had both of them working to fling aside her bra until she was left bare chested and her breasts were crushed into place against the bare flesh of his own chest. Deep, ravishing kisses helped pave their path to the bedroom that Allison pointed out to Scott during the trek he took downstairs; lowering her onto the queen-size mattress of her bed as he pushed her arms above her head. "Do you know how long it's been?" His question was murmured between nipping kisses over the strong jaw and down into her neck, Allison let out another shiver and then a shudder as his hand worked its way between their bodies to caress over her breasts, down toward the warm & supple flesh of her flat stomach and even further than that.
"Too long." Her muttered response matched his as the tips of her fingers scraped down the muscles of his back, between his shoulder blades. Gripping him to her as his fingers dip beneath the pure black leggings covering up the flesh he'd waited to have wrapped around him for the past 17 years. His fingers closed around the material of the leggings, tugging them down until Allison had no choice but to lower her legs onto the mattress then watch through hooded eyelashes as he peeled them down her once slender thighs.
A wiggle of her hips and then the soft fabric was chased by kisses from the lips buried beneath scruff that Allison couldn't help but let out a moan at the way he followed the line of her underwear toward the neatly trimmed pubic hair. Wrapping his fingers around the waistband of her underwear, Scott pulled them down her legs; his eyes drifting up to meet hers and silently ask for permission. Allison nods her head, humming softly as his hands eased her thighs apart and let her humming turn to breathless little sounds as his mouth scraped over the once innocent flesh with teeth coming up right behind his mouth; nipping his way toward her center that ached and throbbed for him. She barely heard the mutter against her bare flesh before his tongue speared straight into her aching nub, throwing her head back and letting out a moan that expressed it all for her: she'd missed this.
Her thighs quivered by the time she came down from her high and she eventually opened her eyes to meet his eyes as vibrant blue clashed with mocha hazel, lips finding each other in soft & nipping kisses while he worked to get himself out of his too-tight jeans that didn't exactly conceal his arousal. Denim & cotton were shoved aside, hands groping to get the latex pulled up the length of his throbbing erection. Then he was pushing her thighs open wider, surging so deep that neither of the former couple knew where she began or he ended; Allison letting out a little sigh of content against his lips when he shifted to ease out of her only a little bit then pushed back in harder than a second earlier. Pounding thrusts had them both establishing a rhythm which caused the bed beneath her steadily rocking body began to squeak in protest at the force of his thrusts but Allison barely noticed as a quick swipe of her teeth across her bottom lip caused him to flip them over until she was above him. Raising and lowering herself onto his already hardening length. He sat up with her, shoving some of her nearly dark brown hair back over one shoulder and letting his teeth scrape & nip over the bare flesh of her shoulder as she bounced in place on his throbbing shaft, moaning low when a shift of his hips had him hitting that certain spot he knew drove her wild. Flesh slapped against flesh as he moved harder, faster inside of her; lifting her a bit to close his mouth around one of her breasts. Tongue circling the nipple with steady strokes as his teeth nipped at the diamond-hard crest.
While he did this, Scott let one hand drift between their writhing bodies to pinch the bundle of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. Allison buried her face deep in his neck and let free a moan before finally going limp in his arms as he continued to gently thrust into her before going still himself as his seed spilled deep into her moist, aching walls that throbbed around him. Gently, Scott eased himself back until she joined him before rolling to one side next to him as they lay face to face; his expression sincere as he reached out to caress the tips of his fingers over her cheek. "It's always been you, Allie. Always."
"And it's always been you, Scotty. Forever," she murmured, pulling him closer and letting her head rest on his chest just above the spot where his heart was.
Author's Note: I obviously suck if it took me this long to get an update for this story up, so I hope you enjoyed it and will remember to read & review! Have a lovely day!
