Chapter 3 – Telling the Taylor's
Tyra calls Tami Taylor to tell her what a wonderful time she and Tim had at the wedding, and to see if she, Tim, Tami, and Eric could meet for dinner before she and Tim leave Dillon. Tami is thrilled to hear from Tyra and agrees to dinner right away. Plans are made for Applebee's that night at six. Tim gets back to the motel, truck all fixed, at 3:30. Tyra is napping when he comes into the room. He stops just inside the door and takes a minute to drink in the sight of his future wife before stretching out next to her on the bed. Tyra slowly opens her eyes and smiles at Tim. She tells him they have dinner plans with the Taylor's, so he had better get his greasy self in the shower. He grins and rubs his greasy hand over her freshly washed face. "Tim!" she shrieks. "Looks like you have to join me in the shower now," Tim says, doing his best to look innocent. "Tim Riggins, you're a creep. Don't you try and look all sweet and innocent at me. You so knew what you were doing," she says. Tim contemplates her. "You're right," he says softly. "I spent all day away from you, so I had to figure out a way to get my hands on you." Tyra grinned, "Well…in THAT case, you're forgiven. Now, get your fine ass in that bathroom." "Yes, ma'am!" Tim says as he gets up from the bed and pulls Tyra with him. An hour later, the couple is getting dressed after some aquatic fun. They finish up getting ready and head out the door. They are going to return the rental car and then head to Applebee's. They will be a little early, but this will give Tyra time to catch up with her former coworkers from Applebee's.
They arrive at Applebee's at 5:30 and Tyra happily greets the people she once worked with. She's friendlier towards them now because she no longer has to work here. She hated being here then. She and Tim ask for a booth and sit down to wait for Tami, Eric, and Gracie Belle to get there. About fifteen minutes later, the Taylor family arrives. Gracie races to Tim and promptly plops herself in his lap. She's always had connection with Tim, dating back to when he was staying with the Taylor's when she was just an infant. Tami and Eric rush after Gracie. Tim settles Gracie on the seat next to him and rises to greet Eric and Tami. "Coach," he says, extending his hand. They shake hands and Tim turns his attention to Tami. "Mrs. Coach," Tim says, as he leans in to kiss her cheek. "Hey y'all," Tami says, slightly out of breath. She leans over to hug Tyra. The sparkle of Tyra's ring catches Tami's eye. "Tyra Collette! Is there something you have to tell us?" Tyra smiles and glances over to Tim. She looks down to where Gracie is sitting as she says, "Looks that way, Mrs. T. Sorry to break the news to Gracie here, but I'm going to make an honest man out of this one." Tim can't stop grinning. Eric and Tami congratulate the couple. Talk of the wedding ensues. Tami and Tyra dominate the conversation, talking about dresses, and caterers, locations, and all the other things that have to do with planning a wedding. Eric glances at Tim while the women talk. "Sure you're ready for this son?" he asks teasingly. "This wedding planning is gonna dominate your life until the big day arrives." Tim rolls his eyes, which earns him a sharp glance from Tyra. "Yes, sir, I'm reckon I am ready for it, since I don't really have any other choice. I love Tyra too much to let her get away again. If planning a wedding is necessary, guess I'm going to have to find a way to survive it." Eric laughs and slaps Tim on the back. "Good man," he says. Tami and Tyra barely touch their meals, they are so wrapped up in wedding talk. Gracie spends the whole meal snuggled into Tim's side. When she finally gets a chance to speak, after the adults are quiet for a minute, she glances at Tyra and shyly asks if she can be the flower girl. She had so much fun doing that job in her sister's wedding, she's campaigning for the job again. Tyra smiles back at Gracie and says, "You're hired, Gracie Belle Taylor, but you have to keep Stevie in line, since he will be the ring bearer." "I can do that." Gracie replies. Tami smiles again and looks at these two young people who are finally getting it right. "I'm so happy for y'all. I still can't believe it. You two have sure come a LONG way from those two high school kids I had to force to go to class and do their own homework." Tim and Tyra both hang their heads a little in embarrassment. Eric looks at Tim, remembering all the times he had had to be sterner than he wanted with the boy because he was screwing up his life, drunk all the time, taking off without a word to Mexico, getting in fights, etc. "I'm proud of you, son. You found yourself a good woman here. I know you're going to be real happy. She's gonna keep you on your toes too. Nice to have a wife like that," Eric says with a wink at Tami. "Don't I know it, Coach. Never a dull moment with Tyra here." Tim answers. "You wouldn't want it any other way, Timmy. You'd be bored with anyone else," Tyra quips. The adults all laugh. Dinner is over, but they linger a little over drinks. Tami admires Tyra's ring again and compliments Tim on the choice. She doesn't have to ask why an emerald, she knows it suits Tyra more than a diamond ever could. Goodbyes are said and everyone leaves. The Taylor's pile Gracie into the car and head home. Tim takes Tyra's hand and they walk to his truck. He opens the door for her, and she does a double take. "You feeling alright," she asks him. "Why?" he questions her. "You just opened the car door for me, is all, you never did that before." Tim glances at her and replies," New and improved…this is version 2.0 of Tim Riggins." Tyra snorts out a laugh and tells him he's a dork. Tim leans over and kisses her until she's breathless. "Maybe so, Collette, but I can still do that." Tyra slides across the seat and settles herself into his side with one arm around her. "Take me out to your land, babe," Tyra requests. "Our land," Tim corrects her as he pulls out of the Applebee's lot, Tyra still snuggled against him. They make the short drive to the outskirts of town, to their land and hop out of the truck. Tyra remarks on how beautiful it is and Tim smiles. Tyra goes to the bed of the truck for the bag she put there before they left for Applebee's. Tim looks at her with a question in his eyes, wondering what's in the bag. She shakes her head, takes his hand, and they walk to the very place they sat almost two years ago talking about merging their dreams together. The basic frame of a house stood in that spot now. "Tim? Why didn't you finish building the house?" Tim is thoughtful for a moment and then says, "Well, as you can see, Billy and I started the house. Then you and I kept dating, and we were getting closer and closer and I started going to school, and well…I finally realized I was good enough for you now, so we put the building on hold. I knew I was going to ask you to be my wife, so I decided to wait to finish the house so you could have a say in it." Tyra thanks him with a kiss. She's a little troubled by his statement about being good enough for her now, but she lets it go. She knows all about feeling inadequate. She will just have to make sure he never feels that way again, with her, or anyone else in this world. Tyra reaches into the bag she brought with her, and pulls out a blanket, which she spreads out on the ground, next to the frame of the house. Tyra settles down on the blanket, patting the spot next to her. "Come here and keep me warm." That's all the prompting Tim needs as he lowers himself down next to her on the blanket, sliding his arms around her. They lay there in companionably silence for a few moments before Tyra playfully flicks her tongue at Tim's ear. "Do I have your attention now, Timmy?" "Always," comes his reply. "Good, now…don't you think we need to christen the land, so to speak?" she asks him. Tim answers her by gently sliding her under him and taking her lips with his. There will be no more talking for now. Tyra eagerly slides her hands up and down his beautiful body. Tim grabs her hands to slow her down, or this will be over way too soon. He wants to take his time with her now. With one hand, he pins her arms above her head as his lips kiss their way over her neck and ear, sometimes nibbling playfully. Tyra gasps each time his teeth scrape over her flesh. She struggles a little to free her hands, but Tim has a firm hold on her. He slides her tank top up with his other hand and moves to plant a row of hot, wet kisses over the newly exposed flesh. Tyra squirms and struggles a little harder to be released. Tim gives in and frees her hands. Tyra slides her hands under his shirt and quickly slips it off him so she can let her hands roam freely over his chest. Tim groans and crushes his lips to hers. It's not a gentle kiss. His tongue presses at the seam of her lips until they part for him and he thrusts his tongue into her mouth, his mouth mirroring what his body longs to do, sliding in and out of her mouth, caressing her tongue with his. By this time, they're both panting. Tyra's hands haven't stopped touching his body since he let them go. Tim's kissing and licking every part of her he can reach. Her tank top and bra have been yanked off and Tim's pressing his hard cock into her thigh. Tyra gasps as he hand slides into her panties, one finger slipping inside her as she arches toward him, then another. Tyra cries out one simple word. "Now." Tim quickly removes the rest of his clothing and rips her panties and jeans off and pushes himself into her. Tyra's body wraps around him and he thrusts into her with all his might, then slides almost all the way out of her before thrusting in fast and hard again. Tyra clenches herself tight around him as she tumbles into her powerful release. Tim follows just a moment after her, her climax bringing his own on. Tim drops back down next to Tyra with a kiss. "Wow," they both say in unison. Tyra pulls the second blanket from the bag and slips it over them before resting her head on his chest. "How is it possible that the sex has gotten better?" Tyra wonders. Tim answers," Because it's not just sex now Tyra, we're making love now." Tyra considers this and smiles. "When did you get so smart?" she teases him. They fall asleep wrapped together on this beautiful piece of land, each dreaming of the life they would build together.