Chapter 6
"Hey…" she smiled up at him.
"Hey, yourself." he grinned down at her. "Have a good dream?"
"I've had better." she looked a little thoughtful. "I think… I can't remember much anymore." she shook her head slightly.
He nodded and stroked her cheek and her hair.
She glanced out the window over Jack's shoulder. "It's dark…" she commented. "How long was I asleep?"
"A few hours, why?"
"Just wondering… we've left Ianto on his own for so long…"
"He'll cope. I sent him home anyway." he grinned.
Gwen giggled.
He looked down at her and kissed her forehead.
"I'm going to go in the shower, you can join me if you want." she smiled, getting up to go to the bathroom.
He grinned and got up and followed her in.
She turned on the water and waited for it to get to the right temperature, undressing quickly before she put her hand under the running water, withdrawing her hand when the water got too hot.
He smirked and pulled off the rest of his clothes as he watched her.
She stepped into the shower when the water was at the right temperature for her, and she pulled him in with her.
He smirked as he got pulled in, and he kissed her on the lips softly.
She kissed back, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around his neck as she did so.
He curled on hand into her hair, and his other hand trailing up and down her wet back.
She slowly pulled back after a few moments, opening her eyes and looked into his, smiling.
He fixed his gaze on her eyes and he smiled warmly at her.
Her fingers followed the trail down his chest that the water was making, and then bringing them back up again.
He smiled as he played with a strand of her wet hair, curling it around his finger.
"What are you going to do about Ianto? He loves you, we both know that…" she said after a moments' silence.
"Well, I love you, and you love me, and we both know that. Ianto will just have to get over it. We can't help our feelings." he said, looking into her eyes.
"I know… but neither can he."
He put her hair back down and moved his hand to her cheek, brushing the water away as it dripped down her skin.
She smiled softly.
He smiled back and kissed her forehead again.
Gwen rose up on her tip toes and kissed him.
He grinned against her lips but made no move to kiss her back.
She pulled back and stood flat on her feet again.
He watched her as the water dropped from her hair, down her body. It was taking an unbelievable amount of self control not to take her there and then.
"Is there something fascinating about my head?" she teased, smirking.
"Nope," he grinned, still watching her hair. He knew how much it annoyed her, and he tried to keep his laughter in because he knew his general staring annoyed her, and he shifted his gaze to her face.
"Then why do you feel the need to stare at me?" she asked.
He grinned. "Because you're beautiful/"
She rolled her eyes, smiling.
He grinned at her. "Do you think Rhys will be back?" he asked.
"I hope not…" she sighed.
"Is he with your friend?"
"He might be."
"Have you seen her since?"
"Since he's been here? Obviously not, I've been in bed with you."
"Do you think she's with him?"
"I dunno… Do we have to go through this?" she asked, closing her eyes. Rhys wasn't her first, she knew that. But he was the first to notice her for her. He was her first love.
He nodded and spoke softly, "Okay, Sorry, I won't say anything else on the matter."
She leaned against him.
He smiled softly at her, and ran his fingers through her damp hair and reached with his other hand for the sampoo bottle as she ran her hands through his own wet hair. "Turn around." he whispered in her ear, squeezing some sampoo into his hand.
She turned around, smiling and seconds later she felt the cold substance on her head.
He slowly and gently qorked it into her hair, the rose petal scent rising up into his nose.
She closed her eyes, biting on her lip.
Soon he gently took hold of her head, tilted it back, and took the shower head and washed the soapyness from her hair. He then kissed her newly washed hair, the rose scent invading his senses more.
She sighed softly, turning to face him again and she smiled, putting her arms around his neck.
He smiled back and replaced the shower head.
She pouted and shut off the water, and reluctantly pulled herself away so she could get a towel to put around her body.
He grabbed another towel and put it around his waist, following her out of the room.
She walked into the bedroom and sat on the bed, switching on the hair dryer, while he walked into the living room and picked his clothes up off the floor.
She dried herself off once she'd done her hair until it was slightly damn, and she got dressed, letting her hair rest against her shoulders.
He got dressed in the liing room and walked into the bedroom and he sat next to her on the bed.