Joe & Sylvie are together and growing closer by the day. Their relationship is still sweet and sexy and cute so let's explore what happens when they find their vacations coincide (if you believe it was accidental, then you'll believe anything). Roadtrip, anyone?
Sylvie tried to avoid the bright glint of the sun that managed to find the one tiny gap in the drapes. She turned over, hoping to bury her face against Joe's broad chest to defeat the sun's relentless attack. As her arm reached out she found...nothing. The bed was empty. With a groan she turned onto her back, staring at the ceiling. Beginning to throw off the remnants of sleep, she noticed the distinct and welcome scent of coffee in the air.
She glanced at the clock and sighed. "Six AM! Gotta love summer." Before forcing her limbs to move out of bed, her thoughts turned to Joe. "I can't believe it's been eight months that we've been together. Eight of the best months of my life." A lot had happened since their first night together – a night she would never forget. She expected they would come together with hot, hungry kisses – clothes being shed impatiently and with abandon. That's not what happened. She didn't expect his kisses to be filled with tender need and wanting. She didn't expect him to remove every piece of her clothing with slow deliberation, his lips mapping her body with reverence. She didn't expect that they would be so good together, so surprisingly good. She didn't expect to wake up in his arms the next morning and have it happen again, just as it had the night before – the only difference being they didn't need to worry about clothes this time.
Sylvie felt her breath quicken and heat begin to pound through to her core. He could inflame her with a look, a touch or just with her thoughts of him. Good was becoming better by leaps and bounds.
He had moved in a few days later. Sharing her apartment with him and with Gabby did not prove difficult in the least. They became fast friends for the short time Gabby stayed with them. As they both knew would happen, she and Matt reconciled. She smiled to herself, remembering what took place during their first night alone. They made love everywhere, not a space escaped as they laughed like giddy teens, moving from room to room, their laughter stilled as their kisses soon changed from light and playful to hot and hard.
Sylvie mentally shook herself before she lost all control and went in search of Joe to see if they could recreate one of her favorite memories, the one they made in the kitchen. She swung her legs from beneath the sheets, moving in a straight line to the bathroom. At the sink she splashed cold water on her face, studying her reflection as she patted her delicate skin dry with a towel. She saw happiness...and she felt happy but she also felt content and so very satisfied. All due to saying "yes" to Joe when he asked her out on a date, so many months ago. "Best decision I ever made." She couldn't stifle her soft laugh as she realized she'd spoken out loud. She quickly rinsed her mouth with mouthwash and ran her fingers through her hair, giving herself a final glance before surrendering to the allure of coffee and Joe in the next room.
As she entered the kitchen, she noticed Joe at the counter, refilling his mug. Quickly padding to stand at his back, she grasped his shoulders, standing on her toes to press a kiss against the side of his neck.
"Hey – good morning baby." He turned to hold her waist in his hands, a welcoming smile forming across his face. Leaning over he pressed his lips against hers, caressing them gently, causing Sylvie to shiver with pleasure.
"Morning." She murmured against his lips, not wanting to lose contact, taking great delight in the feelings he was evoking without any effort at all. "You are such a morning person. I really hate that about you sometimes." She tempered her words with a smile and a soft kiss against the corner of his mouth. "I woke up and wanted to snuggle with you for awhile and you were gone."
"Hmm, I think we can fix that." He swiped his lips against hers once again, this time a bit more insistent. He pulled her closer, burying his face in her hair, his hands moving up and down her back in delicious circles. "You taste minty."
"And you taste like coffee." Sylvie countered. "I want some."
Joe stepped back, releasing her reluctantly. "Your wish is my command, sweet Sylvie." He pulled a mug from the cupboard and filled it with the aromatic blend he had brewed not forgetting to add a generous splash of her favorite vanilla creamer.
Taking her first sip, Sylvie sighed with pleasure. "Mmm...you make the best coffee, baby." Before she could take another sip, Joe took her mug and set it aside. He circled her waist with both hands, lifting her effortlessly to sit on the counter facing him. He handed back the mug watching the consternation leave her expression as she returned to her favorite morning beverage. They shared a few minutes in companionable silence, their hands joined, fingers twined together, a not uncommon state.
By the time they finished their coffee, Sylvie had a question on her lips. "So, we're on vacation...for two weeks! What should we do?"
Joe pretended to ponder how to answer, unable to hide the grin from his expression. "How do you feel about a road trip?"
"A road trip? Yeah, that sounds like fun." Her answer was enthusiastic, her grin matching the one he no longer tried to mask. "Where would we go?"
His hands cupped her face gently before he posed his suggestion. "Ever been to Michigan?"
Thank you everyone for reading & reviewing. This chapter is a little short but part 2 should be up soon. Hope that you enjoy this & feel free to leave a comment. I won't mind - in fact, I'll love it!