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Chapter 25

Alex quietly slipped out of bed and crept into her spare room. She heard the hashed breathing sounds of her father and was satisfied that he was still sound asleep. She eased into the walk-in closet closed the door and clicked on the light. She quickly sifted through her brother's surfing gear and selected a pair of board shorts, two surf shirts and flip flops. She slipped out of the closet and room undetected.

She made her way back to her room and headed for the shower. She quickly stripped out of her night shirt, stepped into the shower and as the water began to cascade over her she let out a long sigh. 'Oh my, I forgot how good a shower could feel,' she thought.

Alex thought about what Anders said last night about Alistair being irritable. She knew that her King had to be feeling a little out-of- sorts right about now and she was going to do everything she could to make him feel accepted and comfortable here in her world. The best way she knew to do this was to have her father and brother accept Alistair and the only way she could think to make that happen would be to tell them the truth about Alistair and Anders. The hard part would be to convince them that she didn't have brain damage from the coma and was she was telling the truth, but she had a few ideas about how to do that.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she was no longer alone until she felt a strong arm slip around her waist and something hard pressed against her backside. Alistair pressed his lips against her neck as he whispered, "Need a little help cleaning the hard to reach areas?" His nearness and warmth sent fire sizzling along her nerve endings igniting her desire for him; every fiber of her being cried out with a devastating need to have his lips on her skin as he explored every inch of her. His hands slid up and began to stroke her breasts. He took her nipples in between his thumb and forefinger and pinched.

Alex let out a low moan as she reached behind her and began to stroke Alistair's erection as she rubbed him against her bottom, "Speaking of hard?"

Alistair groaned into her ear as his hands slid down her stomach, over her thighs, and in between her legs. Alex lifted her leg and rested it on the edge of the tub granting him easy access. He effortless slipped his fingers through her curls and sunk deep into her warm wet depths while his thumb stroked at her sweet center. She heard him murmur her name, low and deep in his throat with such hunger that her aroused body was flooded further with a fiery wave of rushing heat that coursed through her like wildfire.

As Alistair sank deeper into her and Alex let out a deep moan, "Oh God Alistair." And his name as it fell from her lips with such desire and yearning sent him over the edge. He pulled her tighter against his chest so she could feel his arousal as he pressed against her bottom. She let out a guttural groan as she pushed harder into him causing his hips to involuntarily thrust against her backside.

As he slid his fingers deeper into her Alistair smiled, "Mmmm, by the Maker, I have missed how warm and tight you are, Lexie."

Alex giggled, "Lexie?"

"Your friends call you that and I really like it," he groaned as his fingers began to move in and out of her more quickly. She moaned again and arched her back against him. The softness of her body pressed against the contours of his chest felt so right; she fit to him as if she was made for him alone.

He felt her body begin to quiver and tighten against his fingers buried deep inside her; he brought his other hand up and massaged and teased her nipples which caused her to cry out, "Oh God, Alistair, yes, faster, mmmmm…oh yesssss, oh yesss, Alistair."

He murmured into her ear, "My little sexy Lexie, I love making you cry out my name and watching you cum." Her body trembled against his touch and he felt her shudder as the wave of pleasure washed over her. "You are so beautiful," he moaned into her ear.

His hands continued to move across her body. Alex loved the feel of his touch on her skin as his sweet caresses continued to send shockwaves through her body.

When Alistair felt her body relax, he spun her around; with one swift movement he grabbed her bottom, scooped her up and as she clung to him with one arm around his neck she guided him into her with the other. "Oh sweet Andraste" he sighed as he entered and sank into her. As the warmth of her enveloped him his head began to spin. "Oh, for the love of the Maker you feel so good. I have dreamt about being back inside you," he groaned against her neck.

Alistair pressed her against the side wall of the tub allowing the warm water to flow over them; Alex wrapped her arms were around his neck as her legs encircled his waist drawing him deeper into her. She pushed her hips forward and rocked against him as he desperately rode against her. His mouth came down on hers hungrily, fiercely sending scorching fire deep into her stomach and wrenched a low moan from her throat that vibrated deep in her chest. Her lips moved under his, equally impassioned and she give back to him all that he gave to her; the smell, the taste, and the feel of him intoxicated her. She ran her nails up Alistair's back as she felt his body tense and he groaned her name into her throat as he buried himself completely in her.

"Oh God, yes Alistair, Love," she moaned and he felt her tighten around him. She made such a sweet keening sound as the ripples of ecstasy flooded through her. He watched her completely enraptured in sheer bliss as he finally let go and abandoned himself to the frenzied pleasure as he released into her and then collapsed against her as the last ripple of pleasure coursed through him.

She kissed the side of his neck as she breathed in his scent, "Oh Alistair, I have missed you, Love," she murmured.

"You have no idea how lost I have been without you," Alistair muttered as he released her legs and cupped her face in his hands. He kissed her nose, her cheeks and then made his way to her mouth and whisper against her velvety lips, "All that I have ever loved, all that I have longed for is once again back in my arms and I don't ever plan on letting you go again."

He felt the smile spread across her lips as she murmured, "I like the sound of that," before she softly kissed him again; she glided her tongue along his lips as she begged him for entrance once again. Alistair was more than willing to accommodate her request as he opened his mouth to her and she slid her tongue into his mouth hungrily; their tongues danced and intertwined together and once again he was captivated by how sweet and delicious she tasted and he felt his desire for her begin to grow too. He lightly nipped at her bottom lip and then pulled away slightly and whispered, "If you keep this up I may never get out of here and then we will both look like a wrinkled prune and I have trouble pulling off the withered fruit look."

She gently kissed his lips again, turned off the water and handed him a towel. "Oh don't sell yourself short, Alistair. As gorgeous as you are, you could pull off any look you wanted too."

Alistair grinned broadly as he pulled her back into his arms, "You think I'm gorgeous?"

She felt the air escape her lungs as she looked up into his sparkling, warm, honey brown eyes. "Breathtakingly so," she sighed breathlessly just his lips crashed back down on hers. His fingers tangled in her hair as he cupped her head and pulled her to him. His tongue encountered no resistance as it swept with fervent insistence into the softness of her mouth. She arched against him as she once again lost herself in his kiss and in the taste of him. Eventually she pulled away from him and said, "Mental note, 'complimenting Alistair equals receiving one very hot sensuous kiss…do more often'!"

There was a loud bang at the door that made Alex jump. "Hey, if the two of you are done dancing the early morning beaver tango, I need to get ready for my date with one very hot surfer," Anders grumbled through the closed door.

Alistair wrapped the towel that Alex had handed him around his waist as Alex quickly wrapped a towel around herself and opened the door, "Ssssh," she hissed at him, "You're going to wake my father."

"I'm going to wake your father?" Anders asked disbelievingly. "If all that moaning and groaning didn't wake him then he could sleep through entire blight and be none the wiser."

Alex felt her cheeks begin to redden, "Oh shut up Anders! You're just jealous," Alex retorted.

"Damn straight I am and I hope to begin to rectify that today by making a good impression on the lovely Ms. Eva by showing up on time." Anders pushed past them into the bathroom. "Now if you will excuse me I have some pampering to do."

They dressed quickly, grabbed their gear and headed out the door. Alex had left her dad a note letting him know that she was going to the beach for awhile and would be home around 10:00 for breakfast.

Eva was waiting for them when they arrived at the beach. As she saw Alex approach a huge grin broke out on her face. "Holy shit," she exclaimed as Alex walked up to her and hugged her old friend. "Holy shit," Eva exclaimed again. "Matt said you were completely normal and I reviewed all of your tests, but seeing you is completely different. Christ Lex, I visited you about three weeks ago at the hospital and all of your limbs had complete muscle atrophy in them. You shouldn't even be able to sit up right now let alone walk."

"I know," was all Alex could say.

"Oh my God Lex, this is a freakin' miracle and I don't believe in miracles," Eva retorted.

Alex laughed and said, "I know."

Eva ran her fingers through her hair and thought for a moment, "Okay then now that we established that are you're a walking, talking freak, are you ready to go catch some waves?"

Alex grinned, "You know it."

Eva and Alex spent the next thirty minutes going over surfing basics, rules and terms. Then it was time for them to practice popping up while still on dry land. Alex and Eva had the boys lie down on the boards with their legs extended behind them and then in one swift motion push themselves up and plant their feet firmly on the board. They had them practice that for about twenty minutes. Both Alistair and Anders had good balance and they caught on quickly.

"Well, I think it's time for the newbies to catch their first wave," Eva said.

"It's about bloody time," Anders replied.

"You say that now, but once you're out in the mix you will be glad I took the time to explain the basics. Surfers don't have a lot of patience for Noobs who don't know the rules," Eva said matter-a-factly.

"Alistair, you head out first and I will be right behind you. Anders and Eva can come in behind us," Alex said as she grabbed her board, hoisted it above her head and made her way out past the whitewater to the point where the waves were breaking. Alex sat up on her board and looked at Alistair. "Okay, Alistair you want to start paddling to catch the wave before it breaks and creates that foam ball. As the wave begins to grow in height, it also begins to move faster. This means, to catch the wave, you have to be paddling just as fast, or faster than the wave. Understand?"

Alistair nodded and Alex continued. "Okay, when you're ready, look for a wave that is just starting to crest. Point your board toward shore and start paddling – quickly. You will start to feel like you're gliding on the wave. Once the board begins to glide by itself, place your hands on the board, pop up like we practiced and plant your feet firmly on your board. You don't have to straighten your legs – stay in a low crouch to maintain balance."

Alistair waited several minutes before he attempted his first wave. He got up on his board briefly before he lost his balance and wiped out. Alex remained were she was while she waited for Alistair to paddle back to her.

Anders paddled in front of her and said, "Let me show that newbie how it's done."

Eva laughed, "Cocky, I like that in a man, but only if he can back it up."

Anders grinned a smugly at her, "Oh don't you worry about that my Sweet. I only make statements that I can backup." As the next wave approached Anders paddled hard, caught the wave and one swift movement was up on his board gliding towards the shore. As he passed near where Alistair was paddling back out Alex heard Alistair yell at him. Anders just waved and glided by. When Alistair reached Alex he whispered, "The bastard cheated."

Alex furrowed her eye brows, "How did he do that?"

"He used magic to get up on his board," Alistair retorted.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I felt the veil open. Dirty rotten mage," Alistair exclaimed.

Alex paddled over to Alistair kissed him on the cheek, "Just think how better you feel when you do on your own without magic. You made it up on your first try, Love. That's better than most people. Hell, that's better than me. I didn't get up until my third attempt."

Before Alistair could reply Anders paddled over to them, "And that's how it's done boys and girls."

"Cheater," Alistair hissed.

"I didn't hear anything in the rules and guidelines that magic was forbidden," Anders cooed as he paddled over to Eva.

"Anders, that was really good," she grinned at him. "I see you're a man of your word. I definitely like that."

Anders grinned back at her, leaned in and whispered, "So if I told you that I want to kiss you till your toes curl and your thighs quiver you would believe me?"

Anders heard her breath catch as she replied, "Well now, once again you have made a very cocky statement and I guess only time will tell if you can back it up."

Anders started paddling for the next wave. He looked over his shoulder, smiled and called out, "I am a man of my word."

As the next wave approached Alistair paddled quickly to catch it, he then popped up and rode the wave all the way in. By the time he made his way back to Alex he was as giddy as a school boy. "Wow, did you see that? That was awesome."

Alex laughed, "Welcome to the addiction."

"You haven't gone yet. I want to see you surf," Alistair said.

"I will. I am waiting for the big waves. Swell should be peaking soon," Alex said.

"The swell?" Alistair questioned.

"Larger waves that high tide brings in. Go enjoy yourself before the waves become too big for a newbie," Alex said jokingly.

Alex and Eva hung back and watched as Alistair and Anders spend the next hour surfing. They both paddled over to them. "I think I am going to head into shore. My arms are killing me," Alistair moaned as he rubbed his bicep.

"You think they hurt now, wait till tonight," Eva said with a grin.

Alex looked off in the distance and a huge grin spread across her face, "You boys need to head in." She turned to Eva pointed out towards the ocean and said, "Corduroys on the horizon. I'll bet they're gonna have some gnarly grinders."

Eva looked out at the swells moving in, "Sweet!" She looked at Alistair and Anders confused expressions and decided to have a little bit more fun. "Yep, looks like the big mama is fully mackin' today."

Alistair and Anders looked at Alex and Eva like they had just spoken a different language. "I'll explain later, but you need to head in," Alex said.

Alistair and Anders sat on the beach and watched as Eva and Alex rode wave after wave. "Those waves have to be at least seven feet," Alistair said flabbergasted as he watched Alex effortlessly glide on the huge waves. Her face was light up with sheer joy and it made him smile. He enjoyed watching her in her own world as she did the things she enjoyed with the people she loved. About an hour later she made her way up to them and collapsed on her board beside him. She looked up at him and grinned, "Most fun you'll have by yourself."

Alistair leaned down and kissed her, "Glad my favorite activity requires two people."

"Same here," she replied with a grin. "After both of my work outs this morning I'm starving. Are you ready to go eat Papa Brandon's Breakfast delight?" Alex asked.

"Papa Brandon's Breakfast delight?" Alistair asked.

"It's what my dad always makes for James and I after a morning of surfing. It's awesome," Alex said as she stood up and picked up her board.

Eva came running up with her board above her head. "Are we heading to your place for PBBD?"

"Yep!"

"Sweet!"

They made their way back to Alex's apartment and Alistair could smell the most delicious aroma as they made their way up the porch. Before they could even put their gear down the door swung open and Brandon Seymour glared at all of them.

"You have been out of a coma for less than twenty-four hours and you thought it would be a good idea to go hang ten this morning. Did a few screws come lose while you were in a coma?" Brandon demanded.

"Dad, I feel fine. I passed all of my tests with flying colors. Now, you have to stop babying me," Alex replied as she tried to control the edge that was creeping into her voice.

Brandon turned his glare toward Alistair, Anders and Eva, "You allowed her to participate in this foolishness."

Eva stepped forward and in a calm reassuring voice replied, "Brandon, Lex is fine. I don't know how, but she is fine. I went to the hospital last night. I spoke with Matt and I looked over all of her neurology test results and they are all normal. I watched her today out there and her coordination was remarkable. She is in the best condition I have ever seen her in."

Eva placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "Brandon, I know you have been through a lot this past year and that you are waiting for the other shoe to drop, but you have to accept this miracle that you have been given and enjoy having your daughter back."

Brandon looked at Alex as tears filled his eyes. He pulled her into his arms, "I'm sorry, Alexa. I love you so much and I have been so focused on not losing you that now that I have you back I don't know how to go back to living a normal life.

"It's alright, Dad. I know this has been hard on you and I understand your need to try and protect me, but you have to trust me and my doctors when we tell you I am fine," Alex replied.

"I'll try," he said. She raised an eye brow. He laughed, "Okay, I will trust you and your doctors."

"Great, now that we have that settled, I smell PBBD. Let's eat before my stomach begins devouring it's self," Eva said.

Surfer lingo –

Corduroys on the horizon - like corduroy pants, line after line after line of waves

Gnarly grinders – a big impressive wave that grinds down

Big mama is fully mackin' today - The big mama is what a surfer calls the ocean. Mackin' is short for macking, which [refers to] a Mac truck; a Mac truck is huge. So if the ocean is `fully macking' then it's producing something as big as a Mac truck.