-Getting Caught Again Chapter Twelve-
"Come on Brit, Leave it already"
She's been searching in the tall grass for the past two hours already. I tell her that if she just comes and sits down and eats a little with me then I would help her find them after. She keeps refusing.
"You have been in there for the past two hours, there are bugs in there and now you're full of scratches! You're also burning to a crisp"
Now she is ignoring me.
"Come on, I'll help you find them when were done, come out!"
She stops looking through the grass and stares at me
"Ok ok your right I fucked up! I fucked up with the dupe about the Kaiser and the mission. But that is what surprises are, Sur-Pri-Ses"
"Listen San, I'm going to tell you one thing"
She starts walking towards me at a quick speed.
"Your right in life, there are two kinds of people. Those who give gifts thinking of the other person and those who give gifts thinking about themselves! Do you get it?"
She turns to walk back into the grass but I grab her by her arm trying to get her to stay, she whips around staying a few feet away from me.
"Look Britt, the only thing I wanted was to spend a day alone with you"
I move closer to her.
"With no one bothering us or anything getting in the way. Ok, I'm sorry. I beg for forgiveness. In life there are always two solutions. One: Stay here and fight until tomorrow or Two: Eat the food and drink the wine I brought for us."
"Is the wine cold?"
"So cold"
She looks over at the table then back at me. I give her a big grin and plead with me eyes.
"Come on. After I promise I will help you with the keys. I give you my word"
I reach out and pull her in to me cause I can tell with the look in her eyes that she's going to give in.
"Only because I am hungry" She holds her finger up.
I give her a smile and bite on my lower lip. Them I knock on my head to inform her that she's hard headed. She squirms out of my arms and walks over to the table and I follow. She sits down at the table and I go to grab the food and place in on the table as I sat down.
"You really wanna know how many guys I have been with?" she asks
"Well there was Josh in high school, Scott in college then Sam, Rob and Nate. Five all together! And you?" she asks
"Me? Let me count twelve or thirteen"
"Cute a dozen"
"That was the guys, girls there are more. Let's see about forty" I smirk
She just guzzles some of the wine in her glass.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing it's just that I've only been with you and for you, I'm the 40th. It's weird, I feel insecure"
"Britt, hooking up with 40 girls, to be honest, is easy the hard part is falling in love."
She had a huge smile on her face and I can't help but mirror it.
"To feel someone's touch"
I rub my hand on her forearm
"Having your stomach do flip-flops"
She nods her head
"Well, in that, you are the first."
I reach up and caress her check.
"You are my first, too" she says
I start laughing I can't hold it in anymore I have to let her in on my little secret.
"I have to confess something else"
She gives me a confused look
"I have also been the first one to…"
I reach down and into my pocket.
"Find the keys"
I hold them up in her view.
She puts her hand up to her forehead, giving me happy glaring eyes.
"I am going to kill you"
I start laughing again and through my napkin at her. She takes hers and tosses it at me. I hold the keys up and shake them in the air.
Somehow we end up on the couch with her naked on top of my naked body and I am moving her hair out of her face. We stare into each other's eyes for a minute and she slowly lowers her lips to mine. Are lips dance for a while until she slips her tongue over mine. I grant her access and I feel her hands roaming my sides.
Thing begin to become more heated we flips so that now I am on top. I slow things down and stare into her eyes. I could do that all day the deep blue is so comforting. She trails her hands from my butt up into in between my shoulder blades, and again somehow I have ended up on the bottom. She is now straddling me. All of a sudden we hear a noise and we both jump.
I look over and I see Mr. Pierce sitting in the chair I had been earlier. Britt is hiding under the sheet and I am in shock starring at her dad.
"Britt" he says
She sits up next to me covering her top. She flips her hair out of her face. Looks between me and her dad then slowly reaches out and puts her arm around my back pulling me into her side. As to tell her father that she has made her decision.
"Your mother had the bad habit of...of... throwing away the instruction manuals for everything we bought. The washer, the dishwasher, the toaster, she'd just throw them away and I would kick up a fuss. I used to wonder how the hell we were going to learn how to use the things? We she died, I realized that the important things in life don't come with instruction manuals"
I look over at her and she closes her eyes so I look back at her dad.
"There are no ten steps for educating your children. There is no instruction manual that tells you what to do when you become a widow. Life isn't… it's not like something you but with an instruction manual and a warranty. I don't know girls… I only know that I am going to be sixty soon, that I have a strong character, that I am still a man that likes order, but I've learned something, that when it comes to love, the instructions, if they exist, must be written in Sanskrit because not even God himself can fully understand them."
Britt and I look at each other at the same time and then back at her father. He pauses, looks down at the floor and then brings his attention back to us.
"Well then, I hope, I wish the best for you both. When you come back to the station you'll both have to pull four straight shifts, for abandoning your posts, and for raising a false alarm."
We all have tears in your eyes. This was such a bonding moment for us all.
"Is that clear?"
With that he walks out. Britt looks into my eyes and we just smile she leans her head towards me and I place my face on the side of hers taking in her smell.