Brief Encounter

Summary: Can anything good come from a mix-up?

Disclaimer: High School Musical and all of its characters belong to Disney. I just have them on secondment.

A/N: Oh yeah! What a great weekend it's been after months of drought. Thank you Z & V for bringing a smile back to my face.

"Thank you Chad," whispered Troy as he drifted off to sleep.

Perfect

Troy stretched as he awoke from an amazing sleep, he felt liked he'd just climbed Everest but didn't know why until he opened his eyes. He felt bare skin under his arm and glanced sideways smiling when he spied Gabriella sleeping peacefully beside him and he remembered back to last night. It had been perfect, as he knew it would be. He turned on his side gingerly, careful not to wake her and propped himself up on his elbow to stare in wonder at her sleeping form, her dark raven locks splayed across the cream pillow and her eyelids fluttered as she slept.

"I wonder what she's dreaming about?" Troy thought as he watched a small smile appear on her lips, tempting him to kiss her awake. Thought turned to action as he leant over and softly covered her lips, licking her lower lip with his tongue. Gabriella groaned softly as her eyes slowly flickered open. She smiled against his lips as she looked into his shining eyes.

"Good morning beautiful," he whispered against her lips.

"Good morning Troy, I'm so glad it wasn't a dream," she replied huskily. Gabriella stretched like a cat and Troy breathed in sharply when he felt her body brush against his, his cock hardened at the touch. Gabriella smirked playfully at him before putting her arms around his neck and pulling him down to her so she could reach his lips. Gabriella licked across his lower lip and Troy willingly opened his mouth to let her in. Their tongues touched and caressed each other leisurely. Gabriella ran a hand over his shoulders and down his side, resting on his hip to draw circles. Troy groaned deep in his throat, his lips slipping from hers, tracing across her cheek and down onto her neck, searching and finding her special place, sucking and licking until she too groaned with need. Troy's lips formed into a smile against her skin as he moved further down, over her chest bone and the gentle rise of her breast, seeking and finding her hardened nipple that he teased with his tongue, licking and flicking it before sucking it into his mouth. Gabriella bucked beneath him in response. Gabriella moved her hand back up his body, touching and stroking his stomach and chest, playing with his nipple between her fingers. She repeated the journey back down his body only this time she slipped her hand between his legs to stroke his engorged penis. Troy gulped, feeling he was about to erupt like Mount Vesuvius. Troy moved further down her body forcing Gabriella to stop her ministrations. He twirled his tongue in her naval as his hand went further south, stroking her hip and inner thigh before reaching his goal. He ran his finger down her folds feeling her wet already. He leant up on an elbow and looked down at her, watching her eyes as he inserted a finger, loving how her eyes darkened with passion as he moved it in and out. He added another finger as he leant over and pressed his lips to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as his fingers worked below. Gabriella bucked and groaned as Troy continued with his magic fingers. He felt her shudder, her walls tightened against his fingers as she reached her climax; Troy swallowed her cry in his mouth. Troy slowly removed his fingers and reached over to get another condom. Gabriella took the wrapper from his fingers, opened it quickly, and pushed Troy onto his back so she could put it on. Starting at the tip she gently rolled it up his hard shaft bending to kiss the tip once she'd finished. She straddled him positioning herself to take him inside her. She lowered herself onto his erect penis staring into his widened blue eyes as he felt her walls close around him. Gabriella moved slowly up and down teasing him with her bobbing breasts as she found her rhythm. Troy rested his hands on her thighs and pulled himself up until he latched onto her left breast sucking it deep into his mouth before doing the same to her right one. Gabriella sat upright as she rocked resting her arms behind her for balance. Troy moved his hand to her waist to help her as he thrust up from the bed to meet her. The meeting of their bodies crashing against each other was the only sound in the silent room until Gabriella cried out; her body tautened as she hit her orgasm. Troy held her securely as he thrust harder into her, crashing back onto the bedding seconds later as he ejaculated deep inside her. Gabriella flopped down on top of him breathing hard, a film of sweat glistened on her body. Troy enfolded her in his arms and gently brushed his lips against her forehead.

"Whew! Now that is a great way to get up in the morning," Gabriella uttered once her breathing had returned to normal. Troy's chest vibrated against her ear as he chuckled.

"Yeah, it is. If only I could do this every morning," Troy replied a twinkle in his eyes as he looked at her. Gabriella realised what she had said and blushed madly.

"What time is it?" Gabriella asked drowsily as she idly drew patterns against his chest. Troy reached over for his watch off the bedside table.

"7.30," he groaned falling back into the plump pillows. Gabriella slid from the bed.

"I need a shower," she announced as she walked into the bathroom. Troy lay there watching her pert butt wiggle across the room.

"Need any help?" he shouted hopefully. Gabriella peeked around the aperture and smirked.

"I don't think so Troy. I would only need another shower afterwards," she replied with a giggle.

"She knows me so well," he thought as he lay back against the pillows with a smile although he wasn't so sure he could perform again so soon.

Twenty minutes later, Gabriella came back into the bedroom in a white fluffy towel that barely covered her thighs. Troy watched as she reached into the drawer for clean underwear.

"God! She's as sexy as hell," Troy thought enjoying the view. Gabriella turned and smirked at him.

"Like what you see?" she asked teasingly. Troy felt heat rush up his cheeks.

"Very much. Fancy a rematch?" He said cheekily cocking an eyebrow.

"Don't tempt me Bolton, you know I have to get ready for the interview." Troy groaned in frustration as he frowned at her answer. He watched her slip on her fresh clothes, loving the floorshow she provided.

"Come on Troy, get your lazy butt up then you can join me for breakfast," she cajoled with a smile. Troy sighed as he rose from the bed knowing Gabriella was watching him, he strolled casually towards the bathroom, cocking his eyebrow and throwing a quirky smile at her before disappearing from view.

"Whew! I could so easily have been tempted too," she groaned to herself. Gabriella pulled out of her trance, and continued to slip on a pair of white linen trousers and a blue and white striped top teamed with a pair of open-toed slip-on sandals before going to the vanity mirror to lightly apply make-up and lip gloss. Troy came out of the bathroom, as she was finishing up, a white towel tucked around his hips and falling to his knees. Gabriella looked at him through the mirror and her breath caught in her throat as her eyes perused his body, loving what she was seeing and knowing it was all hers. A warm feeling spread around her body and brought a blush to her cheeks.

"I need to get out of here fast or I'll end up jumping his bones again," The thought flashed through her mind as her heart raced. She cleared her throat.

"What do you fancy for breakfast?" Gabriella asked as she watched him cover his rump with a pair of Calvin Klein briefs. Troy turned and grinned at her.

"You," he said, "but as I can't have you, I wouldn't mind ham and eggs." Gabriella giggled and walked out into the lounge area, checking the room service menu, she placed the order, adding juice and coffee. Troy appeared as she replaced the receiver.

"So what are you going to do while I'm gone?" she asked. Troy shrugged his shoulders.

"I think I'll have a walk around the Grove to pass the time," he replied. "What time will you be back?" he questioned.

"Erm, I'm not sure, maybe 12.30, I have the last one at 5pm this afternoon but that's in Miami Beach." Gabriella answered with a grimace.

"If I come with you, I could wait for you then we could find somewhere to eat down there afterwards," suggested Troy with a smile. Gabriella smiled back and nodded.

"Sounds like a plan," she agreed.

Gabriella walked back into the suite and flung her purse onto a chair, frowning slightly as she expected to see Troy watching the TV. She walked into the bedroom and noticed the door to the patio was open. She walked through and saw Troy sat at the patio table reading a newspaper. The table was covered in a pristine white tablecloth and set out for lunch. A small flute vase stood in the centre complete with a hot pink Gerbera.

"Hey, this is a lovely surprise," she said as she walked over to him. Troy turned and smiled as she bent down to kiss him.

"Hmm! I could get used to this," he said as they broke the kiss, "I thought you'd be hungry when you got back and if you have to out again in a few hours, I didn't think you'd think of food."

"I probably wouldn't," agreed Gabriella as she sat at the table facing Troy. The sun felt good on her face as she ate the seafood platter and side salad that Troy had ordered for them both.

"Thank you, that was lovely but I'm so stuffed," she said as she put her fork down. Troy glanced lovingly at her.

"I'm just going to change. I feel too hot in this," she informed him as she went into the bedroom to change into her new bikini. She walked back out and Troy did a double take.

"Whoa! I like that," he announced leering at her. Gabriella giggled.

"I thought I'd get some sun while I can," she commented as she started to walk past him. Troy grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap, quickly placing his lips on hers before deepening the kiss. Gabriella put an arm around his neck and pulled him closer as her lips rediscovered his. She slipped her hand under his shirt, caressing his toned stomach loving how his muscles contracted under her touch. She brushed her hand up his chest stopping when she reached his nipple, rubbing her finger over it until it puckered underneath her touch. She pushed his shirt up and swiftly broke contact to whip it over his head. She looked at his chest before raising her eyes slowly up taking in every detail, noticing the twitch of his lips as he watched her in amusement, finally reaching and drowning in his magnetic blue eyes. She unconsciously licked her lips and Troy groaned, taking it as an invitation as he pulled her close to attack her lips in a deep and passionate kiss. Troy picked her up in his arms and Gabriella thought he was going to carry her inside but Troy had other ideas as he leant over and placed her into the Japanese tub. Gabriella gasped when she felt the water touch her skin and glared at him as he released her. Troy chuckled at her outrage before divesting all his clothes and joining her. The water was surprisingly warm and someone had sprinkled rose petals on the surface.

"Did you do this?" she queried in amazement. Troy nodded and smirked at her.

"I told you I had to try this out," he admitted as he pulled her to him to resume the kiss.

"I'm glad you did, this is so relaxing," Gabriella gushed as she turned to lie between his legs. Troy wrapped his arms around her loving the feel of her body against his. His hands gently massaged her stomach beneath the water while his lips skimmed against her neck. Gabriella gently rubbed her hands against his legs as she lay there in utter contentment. Troy moved his hands up until they cupped her breasts over her bikini top. He found her sweet spot and sucked on it as his hands reached around her back and pulled on the string of her halter top pushing the top down to reveal her burgeoning breasts. He then reached behind her and pulled the strapping at her back, Gabriella found it very erotic, watching her bikini top float across the top of the water before turning around in the water to place her lips against Troy, forcing his mouth open to taste him. He lifted her up in the water until his mouth reached her nipple, proceeding to suckle one, then the other, Gabriella grabbed the back of his head and pushed him to her as she flung back her head, enjoying the sensations that were spreading over her body, starting to spin her out of control.

"Oh God! Troy! I need you right here, right now," she cried in abandonment, her limps felt weightless with the pleasure pulsing around her body. Troy slowly let her slip back into the swirling water before reaching up to a small shelf to retrieve a handily placed Trojan. He stood up and quickly put it on while Gabriella watched with her enticing brown twinkling eyes, licking her lips in anticipation just as Troy looked back at her. Troy smiled and quickly sank back into the tub, pulling her to him and taking up her offer of kissing her sweet lips. Gabriella ran her hand over his abs before she put a nipple into her mouth, coaxing and licking it until it puckered up in her mouth. Troy groaned involuntarily at her action, his hard penis throbbed at the sensations she was creating. He ran his hands over her rump, slipping a finger under her bikini bottom at either side, pulling the ties and releasing the last barrier. He pushed Gabriella away from him and twirled her around in the tub before pulling her back until she rested against him. His fingers worked their magic beneath the water caressing her clit until she cried out before lifting her up slightly in the water and placing her onto his erection. He groaned as he entered her loving the feel of her all around him. Troy found her weak spot on her neck and sucked while thrusting into her, his hands clasped over her breasts, kneading them as he felt his member throb. Gabriella moaned at his penetration, the angle hitting her G-spot and sending shockwaves through her nerve endings as she felt the pressure build as the water lapped around them. Gabriella floated off him and pulled him away from the side switching positions so that her back was against the side. She pulled Troy back to her and gently took his shaft into her hand guiding it into her once more. She wrapped her legs around him pulling him deeper into her silky abyss as he kissed her lips his thrusts started slow and rhythmical, building up in power as he felt her walls tighten around him.

"Harder, Troy, harder," she moaned and he didn't disappoint her as she clung to his shoulders, her fingernails biting into his skin as she felt the waves of passion crash around her. "Now Troy, now," she cried as she hit her climax, shuddering against him. Troy pumped into her faster and faster as he felt himself burst inside her, spilling his seed into the enclosed condom. Troy gasped for breath, stroking her body as they both came back to earth. Troy scooped her up in his arms and strode into the bedroom, placing her gently on the king-size bed before climbing on to join her, pulling the cover over them both and wrapping his arms around her as they fell into a contented slumber.

Troy sat in a bar down the boardwalk from the radio station, a half empty glass of cold beer resting on the table in front of him along with his sunglasses and a half read newspaper; his jacket draped over the chair beside him. He kept glancing at his mobile waiting for the signal to go and meet Gabriella, drumming his fingers casually against the table in time to the beat of the song that was belting out of a jukebox in the corner. He people-watched as he occasionally lifted his glass for a sip of the cold beverage. The mobile suddenly danced along the table stopping only when it nudged his sunglasses. He picked it up and smiled at the text.

Come and get me

"With pleasure sweetheart," his heart sang as he donned his sunglasses, sliding his cell phone into his front pocket as he stood up, he draped his jacket over his arm, checking a pocket and smiling before leaving the half read newspaper on the table. He strode confidently out of the bar and walked up the boardwalk to meet a shaded Gabriella who stood resplendent in a flowing sundress in reds and yellows. She smiled when she saw him and walked to meet him, reaching up to kiss him in greeting.

They had already booked a table at A Fish Called Avalon on Ocean Drive on the recommendation of her appointed driver Enrique who she had asked on the way back from her earlier meeting and he did not disappoint. The place had a casual elegance about it that made them feel comfortable as soon as they entered. They could have eaten on the patio but chose to stay inside for safety, Gabriella always cautious of paparazzi hanging about. Troy chose the Caribbean Spice Grilled Grouper while Gabriella chose Pan Roasted Crab and Rock Shrimp Cake. They were serenaded by a local duet playing Latin Caribbean music that suited the ambiance of the place.

"I can't believe this is our last night," sighed Gabriella softly looking downcast.

"I know, I've loved spending time with you away from prying eyes. God knows when we'll get the chance again," moaned Troy in agreement. They linked hands and softly rubbed their thumbs over the others hand. Troy lifted her hand and kissed the palm softly, licking her sensually with his tongue, watching her eyes darken in response. Troy raised his glass with his other hand and sipped his bourbon and ice. He placed the glass back on the table and reached for his jacket, pulling out a square box.

"I bought you something, I hope you like it?" he said looking deeply into her eyes.

"What? Why?" Gabriella said puzzled by the unexpected gift.

"I wanted to." Troy said simply as he gave it to her. Gabriella hesitantly opened the box and gasped.

"Oh Troy, it's beautiful," she breathed in delight as she removed it from the box.

"Here, let me help," Troy said as he placed it against her wrist and fastened the clasp turning her wrist round so she could see it. The slim silver bracelet decorated with the Gucci trademark fitted her wrist perfectly the warm brown face matched a hue that showed in her eyes in certain lights.

"But why?" Gabriella asked.

"I like the idea of you wearing something that I bought," Troy replied with a smile, "and you don't have to keep asking me the time anymore," he added wryly. Gabriella burst out laughing.

"Thank you Troy, I think," Gabriella whispered leaning over to kiss him.

"I'm glad you like it, It looks good on you," Troy commented proudly a big beaming smile on his face.

"Remind me to thank you later," she teased him.

"Oh I will," he promised smiling at her.

Gabriella rang Enrique, who had offered to pick them up and take them back to their hotel in the Town car, to say they were ready to leave. He said he should be there in twenty minutes so they finished their drinks in a leisurely fashion as they waited for the bill and the nod from Enrique. As soon as she received the call, Troy slipped his jacket on and his sunglasses as they left the restaurant, his hand guiding Gabriella through the throng of people on the boardwalk, Troy turned to look at someone as a flash went off in the crowd, catching Gabriella unawares. Gabriella pulled Troy's hand and jumped into the waiting car, thankful for the tinted windows as another flash occurred as they pulled away from the curb.

"FUCK!" groaned Gabriella.

"FUCK!" groaned Troy.

"Do you think it was us they were photographing?" asked a worried Gabriella. Troy linked her hand with his.

"I don't think so, there was quite a crowd outside so it could have just been someone recording their experience." Troy said logically.

"I hope so," sighed Gabriella, chewing on her bottom lip.

"Hey, stop worrying. We're good aren't we?" Troy asked concerned their relationship was compromised.

"Yeah, we're good. Even if it was the stupid paps, they aren't going to spoil what we have," Gabriella said determinedly, her lip a thin angry line.

Troy followed Gabriella into their room, unsure what to say as she hadn't said anything since her last comment.

"Hey babe, would it be so bad?" Troy asked as he followed her into the bedroom, stopping behind her and rubbing her shoulders. Gabriella shrugged.

"I don't know Troy. They just piss me off, always following, always watching. Sometimes I feel like I live in a goldfish bowl with their bulging eyes looking in at me," Gabriella muttered. Troy laughed at the mental image that produced.

"Sorry Gabi, I'm just picturing them with bulging eyes," apologised Troy. Gabriella giggled despite her foul mood.

"We'll just have to wait and see," she sighed calming down as Troy rubbed her shoulders. "I'd want to tell my Mom and Taylor first. I'd hate for them to find out from the fucking gossip columns." She turned in his arms and hugged him tightly. He gave her forehead a comfort kiss. She moved out of his arms and walked into the bathroom. Troy ran a hand through his hair, hoping that the incident hadn't spoiled their time together. He sank onto the bed and removed his shoes waiting for Gabriella to emerge from the bathroom.

"I'm sorry babe," he heard from across the room, his head shot up their gaze connecting. Gabriella smiled at him as she walked over to stand between his legs. He put his arms around her and nuzzled his face against her stomach, kissing her through the thin material of her dress until she giggled.

"I really do love the watch Troy and I haven't really said thank you properly, have I?" she said huskily.

"What did you have in mind?" smirked Troy knowingly.

"Hmm! A lot of loving, long and slow, hard and fast, all night long," she replied wickedly.