He bends forward and kisses her lips with passion. Gillian didn't pull back, instead she lean over hungrily looking for more. Cal makes a smile never pulling their lips apart and she smiled back. At last, their tongues gather and the whole world gets behind.
"Wow!" Cal draws back and props against the sink. His hands grabbing her shoulders, a few steps keeping them apart, it was hard to leave those lips.
"Feeling breathless, Cal?" Gillian teases him. Her hand traces his chest and his arm. Her warm hand tracing his body shakes him a little. He let go of her shoulders and Gillian steps back misunderstand him. But he makes contact with her body again, embracing her by the waist. Now that he has her, he won't let her go easily. He needed to touch her, feel her body against his own. All those years of pain, when he wanted her in the worst possible way were enough. It's enough of being alone!
"Gill, you're making me the gladdest man on the universe!" He whispers on her ear from behind her. While caressing her tummy and both enjoy the sensation. They've created a little human being and nothing was more intense than that.
"What if something goes wrong?" Gillian utters while turning to face him. Her tone was full of concern and her eyebrows are raised and pulled together. Cal realizes she's afraid, maybe terrified about all of this. It's supposed to be like that, and her previous experiences aren't helping much. Her earlier miscarriage, when she was with Alec, had been painfully. And she felt guilty about it for a long time. He never forgot the sadness in her face when she came to work a week later.
"Gillian, I'm here with you for the good and for the bad stuff. You're not alone anymore. It's to earlier to agonize about it. We should take one step at a time." His tone was certain and Gillian smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Despite what he could say to her right now she'll be concerned, after all she was a woman. And besides that she was pregnant, it was like her hormones are throwing a party without her endorsement.
She broke their embrace. Then she offered him her hand and they walk together toward the living room.
"I should go home, it's getting late and you need to have some sleep."
"I'm ok. I had a nap! Can't you stay a little longer?" Gillian asked with pleading eyes.
She was close and he toke the opportunity to kiss her one more time. He should go home but pleading Gillian was difficult to resist.
"I guess if you're begging I could stay!" He said smirking. She slaps him on the shoulder, lighthearted.
"I never thought you're so easy to dissuade!" She states climbing the stairs heading to her room.
He stood there observing her hips swaying inside her pajamas. The perfect rhythm of her body builds some warm on him. She was so bloody perfect that he loss track of what surrounded him.
"You're coming or what? Her banter tone woke him up. And he quickly climbed the steps reaching the top of the stairs were she was leaning on the rail.
"What toke you so long?" She whispers on his ear, her warm breath arousing him. He didn't answer. Instead he kissed her forehead, her eyes, the tip of her nose, the corner of her mouth, and her lips parted promptly. He planted a really soft kiss on her upper lip, then the lower lip. He was enjoying watching her getting more and more aroused, wanting him. Cal was a teaser, and Gillian had noticed. When she thought he was about to kiss her intensely he started it all over again. She liked it, but she wanted to taste him and she's the kind of girl who gets what she wants.
"I was thinking that you don't have a spare bed." Cal Lightman was an incorrigible puzzler even when he was about to have sex. He gives a nip on her lower lip weakly before speaking again. She clearly enjoyed it and she sighs at the lost of contact. "Were I'm going to sleep, Gill?" He rustles his lips on hers and a trembling Gillian answers him. "I wasn't thinking about sleeping at all!" A smirk on her face and her hands start working on the button of his jeans. She manages to take him on her hand, so it was up to her now. He was clearly surprised with her. Gillian Foster really knew her way to get what she wanted. She kneels down in front of him, takes him on her mouth, tasting him. She wanted to taste Cal and this way he wasn't trying to pull away, he almost forgot about the teasing. They inverted roles, she was the teaser now. She makes sure to never lost eye contact with him. She knew this way he wasn't long-lasting. And she was enjoying every bit of his bear. When he couldn't take it any more he pull her up and guide to her room.
They woke up in each others arms. Her head was resting on his shoulder, her nose stick to his neck. For Gillian there's no better way to wake up in the morning than smelling Cal Lightman's scent. She lifts her head to watch his sleeping and uphold on her elbows. But, he's already alert and grins watching her surprised face. For Cal there's no better way to wake up in the morning than stare at Gillian Foster's messy hair and sleepy blue eyes. She was right. She definitely gets better looking every day.