Chapter Twelve: Catch and Release
A few days later, Ana and Sawyer had moved the contents of James' apartment the few blocks over to Ana's larger townhouse.
Ana'd continued on about her business, forgetting about Jack's business card being in her purse in the process, even when she'd met Claire at the mall for lunch.
"Sawyer, I'm home!" she called several hours later, glad to finally be free from work, even if it was just for the remainder of the day.
"Hey babe, where ya been?" James asked, emerging from the kitchen.
"Mall, like I said I would be," she said.
"What d'ya buy me?" he asked, kissing her cheek.
"What makes you think i bought anything? There is such a thing as window shopping, ya know, cariño…" Ana said.
"What?" Sawyer asked in amazement. "You didn't buy nothin'?"
"Just because i go to the mall doesn't automatically mean i spent any money," Ana said, kissing him softly.
"Your momma called," James said, returning the kiss.
"And…?"
"Said somethin' bout somethin' and whatever?" James said, losing interest in the conversation.
"Did she leave a message?" Ana asked, sitting down on the couch.
"Said she wanted you to call back. You wanna order in?"
"Sure…how long ago did she call?"
"Like half hour ago…" James said, "Pizza?"
"Sure. I'm gonna go call my mom…" she said, making a phone gesture towards her ear as she headed towards her bedroom.
James picked up and dialed the pizza place, ordering two large pepperoni pies.
"Bout half an hour, Rambina," James said, going in to their bedroom. She held up a finger, telling him she'd off the phone in a minute.
"Yeah, alright, Mom. next Saturday? Yeah, I think we can manage that. Bye. Love you too." Ana said, hanging up the phone. "Half an hour?"
"Yeah, what'd she say?"
"She wanted to come over, make sure we got settled; said next Saturday if we could work it." Ana said, stretching out across the bed, stretching again almost cat-like.
"Whaddya wanna do, Annie?" Sawyer grinned.
"I dunno...not sure you can be done in half an hour, James." Ana said, rolling over to look at him.
"Oh come on, lets try." Sawyer said, jumping on the bed.
"Whatcha gonna do if we're not done and they get here?" Ana asked.
"I'm not that hungry." James said, kissing her stomach as she ran a hand through his hair.
"What's up, cowboy?"
"Mr. i love me some Ana is up." She laughed out loud as he nipped at her neck.
"Mmm...that feels nice…" she moaned softly.
"What's so funny chika?"
"What you call yourself, cowboy…"
"Well he does…" James said, teasing lightly. "Ya miss me?"
"Don' I always?"
Sawyer turned around, pulling Ana's shoes off, then working her jeans off. She pulled him back down for a heated kiss, teasing him with her tongue, nipping at his lip. He unbuttoned her shirt, his fingers skimming over her skin.
"I love you, James." Ana yanked at the flannel shirt he was wearing, scattering buttons everywhere.
"Love you more…" James said, yanking his shirt off. "you don't feel too tired right?"
"I'm 2 months pregnant, James…" Ana snapped, "...and horny as hell, dammit!"
"You have no idea how happy that makes me." James laughed.
"Less talkin', more screwin', cowboy."
"Yes, ma'am…" Sawyer murmured, unclasping her bra, freeing her.
"I love you, James." Ana moaned, pulling him into a heated kiss.
"Me, too, baby," Sawyer said, unzipping his jeans, stripping them.
She sat there, on the edge of the bed, giving James a devious grin, daring him to continue. He knelt in front of her, running his hands up her thighs as Ana traced her thumb over his lower lip, loving the feel of his stubble against her skin.
He sucked on her thumb, his tongue running over the tip of it.
"James…" Ana moaned as he kept sucking, his hand toying with her breast. "Jaime, baby…por favor…"
He kissed her stomach, up to her chest, licking.
"I love you…" Ana gasped.
"Mm-hmmm," he hummed, pushing her back as he pulled at her jeans and kissed her collarbone. She tilted her head, offering him access to her neck.
He took what she offered, kissing her lightly, his hands kneading at her breasts.
Her hands buried themselves in his hair, knotting there, holding him to her neck.
"These gotta go," he moaned, tugging on her panties.
Her hips bucked involuntarily, her need for him skyrocketing.
Sawyer's hands ripped the fabric, pulling it away from her
"You gonna make me wait for the food or what, cowboy?" Ana gasped, feigning irritation.
"Uh-uh."
He crawled on top of her, snaking his boxers off, grinding against her.
She gasped as he filled her, her nails digging into his back.
"You did miss me, Annie…" he murmured, setting a mild pace.
"Always…"
She threw back her head, arching into him as he nibbled on her neck, his hands grazing down to her hips, thrusting in and out, harder each time.
She moaned, more and more aroused by the feel of his beard. Her hands cupped his face, pulling him into an intimately slow and heated kiss.
His tongue intertwined with hers, tasting the candy she'd had earlier, holding her hips.
"I love you." Ana whispered softly.
"You have no idea…" Sawyer's thrusts came faster, almost desperate for release.
"Harder, James…harder…" Ana moaned, wrapping her arms around him, one resting on the small of his back, the other's nails in his back.
His thrusts roughened, feeling that she was on the edge. Making him want to push her off.
She clung tightly to him, feeling herself on the edge, not wanting to go without him.
"I'm gonna come," he muttered against her neck, "leggo babe."
She let herself go…holding tightly to him, restricting his movements as well as her own.
"Ay dios mio…" she gasped. "I love you…"
"Mmmmm, ohh."
He thrust twice more before they were both off.
By the time both were breathing normally, the delivery boy was at the door.
"Food's here, babe…" Sawyer said, kissing her cheek, "Lemme go." He pulled himself up, yanking his jeans on.
"Hurry back," Ana said, laughing almost deliriously.
"Hi…" sawyer said, opening the door.
"22.35." the delivery guy said.
"Yeah, okay," He said, "I only have hundreds, was payday…"
"Sorry, man, I can't break that."
"Ok, hold on…" sawyer said, closing the door. He found Ana's purse on the coffee table. Rummaging through it, found 3 dollar bills, and a few receipts fell to the floor. "Here ya go, keep the change."
"Thanks." He closes the door, heading for the living room, putting the pizza's on the coffee table, picking up the receipts.
"Hmmm, starbucks, Macy's...old, Jack Shep…Ana…"
"Wha...?" she called from the bedroom.
"What exactly did you see last week?" Sawyer asked, walking into the bedroom.
"What'd I see? I didn't see a movie...why?"
"Who'd you see, then?"
"Only person whose name I know was Jack. What's with the 3 alarm fire?" Ana snapped.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"It's not like I slept with him, Sawyer!" she ground out.
"Well then why not say anything?"
"Because it's not a big deal!" Ana shouted
"The fuck it's not!"
"We ran into each other at the food court, that's all!" Ana stated.
"Why'd he give you his card?"
"He said to give him a call if either of us needed anything." She said simply. "He's seein' Dr. Carter, James."
"I don't care," Sawyer said, glaring at Ana.
"Keep this attitude up and your ass can sleep on the couch, cowboy."
"Why didn't you say anything when you got here?"
"Because nothing happened, Sawyer!" Ana said, becoming aggravated.
"You sure?" he asked, pouting slightly.
"Oh, yeah, right, James, I'm screwin' Jack Sheppard while I'm havin' your baby!" Ana snarled. "Well i got news for your stupid ass: FUCK YOU!"
"You just did!" He said, walking off.
"Yeah? Good luck gettin' laid any time soon." She said, picking up a box of pizza and a bottle of Aquafina, going back into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
"Awww fuck, dammit sawyer. Can you never learn. I'm just gonna let her cool off." He said to himself, flopping down on the couch.