Summery: (H/Y) Yelina returns to Miami and they both have surprises in store for them.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own 'em.
The Plot
Slowly, Yelina's eyes batted open, memories of last night's events playing out inside her head. She closed her eyes remembering the pleasure she felt as his hot sweaty skin rubbed up against hers, how his lips seemed to taste much, much sweeter than usual and the rather intoxicating scent that radiated from his body. Yelina stretched her arm out across the opposite end of the bed, expecting to find her (naked) boyfriend asleep next to her.
Grasping nothing but the wrinkled fabric of her satin sheets, she sat up and stared at the empty space beside her. A smile crept across her face as she caught sight of a bright red rose on Horatio's pillow, a folded piece of paper beside it. She held the fragrant rose to her nose as she read;
Good morning, sweetheart. I took the liberty of picking up Ray Jr. from your mom's house. We'll be home in a few hours. Love you!
Yelina threw her legs over the side of the bed and made her way to her dresser to get a change of clothes then entered the bathroom. After undressing, she stepped into the shower, pulling the glass door close and turning on the shower. A soft moan escaped her as water droplets began to pelt her soft skin. She ran her fingers through her long hair, letting the hot steamy water cascade down the small of her back. As she lathered her body with her favorite vanilla and coconut body wash, she thought about what Horatio and Ray Junior could possibly be doing. Lately, Horatio seemed to be going the extra mile to be more of a father figure to Ray Junior. He felt that there was a need for Ray Junior to experience what it's like to have a real rather since his brother, Raymond was never around. She often found herself wondering what it would be like to have Horatio as a husband. She dreamt of a simple wedding on the beach with her family and a few of her and Horatio's closest friends from work all watching as their lives changed forever. Although getting married was a huge step, she was more than willing to make that change as long as Horatio and Ray Junior, of course were both ready. However, she promised herself that she was not going to be the one to pop the question.
"Adiós abuela!" Ray Junior yelled as he and his uncle pulled out of the driveway of Rosalinda Salas' house. "Where are we headed?" he questioned, noticing that the route they were taking was not the one they usually took home.
"We're going hunting for a new house."
"Are you serious?!" Ray exclaimed, turning in his seat.
"As a heart attack." Horatio replied.
"Does mom know?"
"Nope, I was actually thinking about surprising her with the news."
Ray nodded, "It's not a bad idea. I'm sure she'll love it! Besides, she really deserves it after what she's been through. Horatio smiled as the two continued their conversation, a comfortable silence fell upon them after a while. "Hey, Uncle Horatio?" Ray Junior said.
"Yeah, partner?"
Ray Junior grew silent for a moment, staring at the traffic outside his window, "Are you and mom ever gonna get married?" Horatio kept his eyes on the road and swallowed hard.
"Well…" his uncle breathed, "… actually it's err it's funny you asked that question…" he chuckled nervously. "…I've been planning to ask your mom to marry me for quite some time now but…"
"But?" Ray asked, urging him to continue.
"…But, I just haven't found the right time to ask her and to tell you the truth, buddy, I'm actually kind of nervous about asking her."
The boy grinned, "You nervous?" Ray said, a smile accompanying the skeptical look on his face. "Come on Uncle Horatio, don't worry. You'll know when to ask her when it's time."
"Thanks, pal." He smiled, ruffling Ray's hair.
Minutes later, they arrived at a two storey house by the beach. The playful breeze that blew in from the ocean tossed their hair about as they climbed out of the car.
"Is this our new house?"
"That depends…" Horatio said, unlocking the front door. "...we have to see if you like it first." Ray Junior hurried inside, running in and out of rooms in awe.
"This place is amazing!" He said as he gazed around the house. Downstairs, the living room, dining room, media room and office were all fully furnished with top-of-the-line furniture and the rather large kitchen had hardwood cabinets with custom moldings, solid hardwood flooring and polished marble counter tops. The staircase led upstairs where there were three bathrooms, three bedrooms; the master bedroom leading to the outside balcony.
After letting Ray Junior explore the house for a few minutes, Horatio wandered upstairs to see what he was up to. Ray Junior who was outside on the balcony turned to greet his uncle as he entered quietly into the room.
"Hey, Uncle Horatio." he beamed.
"Hey, partner." He replied as he stepped onto the balcony, resting his elbows on the cold metal railing. White clouds slowly glided across the midday sky as the sound of seagulls squawking and the gentle swooshing of the receding ocean water was all that could be heard. The soft spray of the ocean lightly showered their faces with moisture and the smell of salt and seaweed filled the air. "So, I'm guessing you like it?"
"Definitely, and I'm positive mom will think so, too."
"It's good to know." he replied, glancing down at Ray who seemed to have fallen into deep thought. "You okay?"
"Yeah..."he said, leaning onto the railing. "...I'm just thinkin' about you and mom."
"You mean about me wanting to marry her?"
"Yeah." he said in a low tone.
Horatio stared down at the water for a moment, watching the waves crash onto the shore. "You having any doubts?"
"I'm pretty sure I should be the one asking you that, Uncle Horatio." he chuckled.
The lieutenant laughed, " Well, buddy..." he stood up, resting his hands on his hips and looking out over the water, "...I have absolutely no doubts about asking your mom to marry me."
A/N: I know, it's short, but I hope you guys like it. :)