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There was something about the way the little blonde looked at him that made him want to do just about anything for her. She had that constant look of recognition and admiration in her eyes. There was no doubt in his mind that she was more than capable to hold her own in nearly any situation but she happily gave him the space to take control and be the man he needed to be.
She was so in tune with herself that she didn't need to compete or prove herself to him. She was who she was, knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to ask him for it. She never forgot to thank him when he provided in meeting her needs, in and outside the bedroom. She would be just as appreciative of him bringing her to a mind blowing orgasm than she would be if he opened a jar or killed a spider for her. After a day on the boat trying to find the problem with the fuel injection system, she listened attentively to all the ins and outs of his trial and error method, nodding and humming in all the right places. He had been with countless of women in the past but none of them appreciated him for who he was as genuine and for all the right reasons like the little blonde did. She wasn't manipulating him or pleasing him to make stay, she didn't reward and praise him to gain something in return. He would have picked up on that if she had, he might be linear, focused, clear and direct, but he wasn't stupid. He could tell when a woman was acting, when she wasn't feeling what she was expressing. He could tell from miles away if a woman was fake and insincere and in the past he often chose to ignore it for a while to get his own kicks before he would check out because it would start to annoy him enormously.
He heard the lock of the bathroom click open, she had locked him out of there about half an hour ago telling him to leave her alone so she could get ready.
"How do I look?"
"Like you have been thoroughly fucked." He grinned with a hint of pride in his voice. It would be a miracle if they ever made it to the party. Being there on time was already long gone out the window.
Reina rolled her eyes and walked to the hotel closet searching for her shoes. "Just the look I was aiming for meeting your family and your nieces. Sure they will be well impressed."
He noticed the slight irritation in her voice and he crossed the room towards her. He spun her around and cupped her face in both of his hands, brushing his thumbs over the corners of her mouth. "You look like a million bucks sweetheart, everyone will be wondering what you are doing hanging out with an ugly mug like me."
"Well you know what they say, we know it's not your big fancy car so it must be your big fancy … " She rubbed over the crotch of his jeans and quickly kissed him on his lips before walking over to the bed.
Edgar laughed and leaned against the closet waiting for her to put her boots on. She looked stunning in her dark faded skinny jeans, with a loose fitted colorful top made out of a sheer nearly see-through material and for the love of god he couldn't remember what he had done right in the past too deserve her.
Reina sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes lingering on the man in front of her. She was really into this man. She loved the way he casually leaned with his shoulder against the closet, arms crossed over his chest, his weight resting on one foot and the other stretched out in front of him. An indifferent stance but with eyes that followed her every move. She loved how he carried himself with a straight spine, a confident and energetic walk that showed his focus and direction. She loved his natural desire to protect anything smaller and more vulnerable than him and she loved how he could be all preoccupied figuring out how stuff worked and his enthusiasm in which he shared his newfound discoveries with her. She loved the feel of his muscles underneath her fingertips when she massaged his shoulders and the small grunts and groans he made when she rubbed a knot out. The feel of his scruffy beard grazing against her delicate skin and the strength she felt in his arms when he held her close. He was all she ever wanted in a man. It was as if the stars had aligned.
"We are never going to make it to the party this way." He laughed at her.
She blushed when she realized that she was caught out blatantly staring at him. "You distract me."
He held his hands up in a defensive gesture. "I am not doing anything."
She zipped up her ankle boots and walked over to where he was standing and snaked her arms around his waist. "You don't always need to do anything. Just being you is more than enough."
He kissed the top of her head. He didn't know what to say but sure knew what she meant. "Come on let's get out of here."
-=DC=-
All week Edgar had been subjected to the hazing of the guys on the docks, dashing out jabs and stabs at his expense. He knew Sig had spun the wheel of gossip and had mentioned to everyone who wanted to hear how his younger brother had found a fairytale midget with a race permit. He knew the guys would reel it in a little in her presence but he was worried that once the first introductions were out of the way he couldn't keep them from joking around with her seeing how much she could take.
He knew she was nervous, she didn't need to tell him for him to know and he could understand why. Things had been great when it was just the two of them but now she was about to meet his friends and family. He placed a hand on her thigh and squeezed it gently to get her attention. She looked up to him, the thin line in which her lips were pressed together changing into a bright smile flashing those pearly white teeth. "I'm fine."
"It'll be fun." He said reassuringly while steering the truck into a street that was already filled with randomly parked cars. "Just stick with me."
Reina watched how Edgar found them a parking space near a detached house with a huge garden that surrounded it. It was a lovely house and she could tell that the residents made it into a welcoming home. She huffed playfully when Edgar reverse parked the truck, something that she never attempted to do herself. She was more a 'just dump the car wherever it is the least in the way and pull the breaks up' kind of girl. With his hand behind her headrest Edgar looked back through the rear window careful not to touch one of the other black trucks that was already parked.
"I would have just planted it over there." Reina said pointing at a sea of space a little further down the street.
"And I wouldn't say anything referring to your or anyone else's driving if I was you. Sig is already calling you Mika Hakkinen."
"The formula one race driver?" Reina questioned.
Edgar nodded while turning off the engine. "Yup, according to him you flew past him at the docks nearly pushing him off the road."
"Now you tell me!" She exclaimed with faked drama. "I was only trying to haul my ass out of there before he would arrive!"
"No worries, he didn't go swimming and he had a ball telling everyone about it."
"I bet." She said as she opened the door and stepped outside.
-=DC=-
Standing in front of the door Edgar quickly kissed her while pressing persistently on the doorbell. Reina had to laugh when she heard the yelling from the other side of the door. "Edgar! Stop it."
Edgar winked at the little blonde and shrugged. "Guess they know me."
The door swung open and a tall blonde woman opened the door and immediately slapped Edgar's hand of the doorbell. "Stop that you idiot. You got a key to the house, why don't you use it?"
"Because I know you how you love to yell at me." He said as he kissed the woman on her cheek.
Reina felt as if she was assessed and measured with lightning speed when the woman turned her attention to her. She offered her hand to introduce herself but the woman made no effort to shake it. Instead she opened her arms and gave Reina a friendly hug. "Darling, looking as wonderful as you do I doubt there will be anyone shaking hands with you today, so let me be the first to give you a hug."
She sounded really friendly and welcoming and Reina immediately liked the woman. "I am Reina."
"I know, I heard all about you. Sig doesn't shut up about you, however knowing him not even half of what he says is true. I am June, Sig's wife, welcome to our home." She turned her attention back to Edgar. "The boys are in the back, go on off you go." She shooed him off and took Reina by her arm and guided her to what was the kitchen.
Reina looked over her shoulder and saw Edgar hold his hands up in an 'I am sorry, it's out of my hands' way. She shrugged back at him and decided that it was best to follow June's lead.
-=DC=-
"Ed - gar!" Sig's distinctive voice erupted through the room. Sig might have shouted Edgar's name but it didn't go unnoticed that Sig looked behind him to see where Reina was.
"I assume you drove here?" he asked, still looking over Edgar's shoulder.
"I did, why?" Edgar was immediately on his guard.
"Figures," he huffed. "You should have let her drive, least you would have made it in time." He laughed at his own joke. "Where is she anyways?"
Edgar shook his head. "June abducted her to the kitchen, so I doubt we will be seeing her before dinner is ready."
A rough bump against his shoulder left no mistake of who had just joined. "John, how much did you have to pay for Sig to let you in?"
A warm generous laughter accompanied the clapping on his shoulder. "Nothing a box of chocolate for the wife and a bottle of Vodka can't buy. How are you doing brother? Heard you got yourself a missus, finally drew the shortest stick then?" He looked around the room trying to pin point where the little lady was. "Where is she anyways?"
"In the kitchen, making shortbread for desert." Sig quipped.
Edgar couldn't help but laugh along with the two captains but he was relieved that it didn't take long before the subject changed to something else. Put a couple of fishermen together and before long the conversation drifts off to the upcoming season, the expectations and of course the exaggerated tales from the past. "We had that too, but we didn't have to hand coil the whole trip. Because I fixed it."
"Let's face it, the only reason you fixed it was because you would have been the one coiling. I couldn't care less, weren't my muscles burning and it might teach them a lesson not being complete morons next time."
It was then that Edgar saw Reina walk into the room. She looked a little lost and was clearly searching for him. She smiled her signature smile and nodded politely to all the - for her - strange faces that looked at her with interest. He was glad to see June appear behind her and point into his direction.
"Edgar, she is absolutely lovely and I am sure she has many talents but she is a hazard in the kitchen. Even a vegetarian would start eating meat just to avoid the salad she made."
"I warned you." Reina laughed in her defense.
"You did sweetheart but how was I supposed to know that your cooking would break all the rules of natural science."
Edgar slung his arm around Reina's shoulder. "That bad eh?"
"Worse," June sighed with amusement. "Pour the girl a glass of wine and keep her out of the kitchen." And with that June gave her husband a stern look and turned around making her way back to her domain.
Sig poured a glass of wine for Reina and handed it to her. "Sooooo Johnathan, this is the little woman I have been telling you about."
Johnathan accepted her outstretched hand turned it holding her fingers and placed a kiss on the back of it. "Reina Hakkinen." She said while throwing a playful look into Sig's direction.
Edgar grunted when he heard what she said. "Oh oh, here we go."
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