Title: Someone Like You
AN: Here's a little more Tim and Julie for you ladies. Thanks for all the great reviews...please don't hesitate to review this chapter too! Reviews make me smile :D Enjoy!
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"Um, didn't you just see that 'No Trespassing' sign back there?" Julie asks questioningly, as Tim drives the two of them down some long, dirt road on the outskirts of Dillon.
After leaving the football game, the two of them had headed over to the Alamo Freeze just long enough to pick up a couple of chocolate milkshakes. Tim had then driven out to wherever the hell they were now.
"Everybody drives out here, Taylor. Didn't you ever drive out to the cliffs when you were in high school?" He asks, glancing over at her as he pulls the truck to a stop in a deserted clearing overlooking a drop off.
"No. I'm pretty sure the only people who came out here were people needing a place to park and make-out." Julie says giving him a pointed look.
"It was usually more than making-out." Tim says with a smirk, tilting his head sexily as he looks at her.
"Tim, I'd rather not hear about your sexual escapades, thank you very much." Julie says, trying not to laugh.
Tim laughs quietly as he reaches his arm across the back of the seat, his fingers brushing against her shoulder.
"You and Saracen never rode out here?" He asks quietly, watching his own fingers trailing over her silky skin.
"No…" Julie says. "We mostly spent time at the lake or at his house when we wanted to make-out and, you know."
Tim grimaces. He wasn't so sure he wanted to hear about Matt and Julie making out, much less having sex. Yeah, he liked Saracen. But Julie was his now, and he didn't want to think of her with anybody else. He knew that was pretty hypocritical considering his reputation, but he couldn't help the way he felt.
"Looked like he had a new girl with him tonight." He says quietly, watching Julie's face for any emotion or reaction.
"Yeah. I saw him with a few different girls over the summer." Julie says simply, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"You miss him?"
Julie glances at Tim, giving him a funny look. "No. I mean, like I've said before – I'll always consider him a friend. But I don't miss being with him."
Tim nods slightly, averting his gaze back down to his finger now tracing tiny patterns on the skin of her arm.
"Why? Why are you asking these questions?" She asks. "Are you jealous?"
"What? No." Tim responds quickly, looking at Julie like she's crazy for saying such.
Julie cocks her head to the side, giving him a long look as she waits to hear his reasons for all the questions about Matt.
Tim shrugs. "I don't know. Saracen's a good guy. Thought maybe seeing him might bring back some old feelings or something."
After several moments of silence, Tim looks up to find her looking at him with a sweet smile. Before he can say anything she slides over the seat of the truck and crawls into his lap, settling with her back resting against the driver's door and her legs stretched out over the seat.
She places her hands on his cheeks and turns his head toward her gently. "No old feelings. The only feelings I have are for you."
Tim smirks, a boyish look coming over his face as he rests his large hand on her denim-covered thigh. "That so?"
"Yes Tim, that's so. And you say Matt's a good guy. True, he is. But so are you." Julie says matter of fact. "Matt was in the past – my high school guy, my teenage boyfriend."
"Cause you're all grown up now?" Tim asks teasingly.
Julie laughs quietly. "Well of course. Don't I look all grown up to you?"
Tim smirks, giving her body a slow perusal before meeting her gaze again. "Yeah Jules, I'd definitely have to say you're all grown up." He says, his voice going noticeably deeper.
Tim smiles as he sees the blush on her cheeks, making her look even more beautiful – if that's possible.
He moves slowly, leaning down to brush his lips across hers, his large hand sliding beneath her hair to cup the back of her neck, gently pulling her in closer to him.
Hmm…Julie and chocolate, he thinks, tasting the remnants of her chocolate milkshake on her lips. Can't get much better than that, he thinks to himself, smiling against her lips, as he brushes his lips over hers like he has all the time in the world.
He feels Julie pressing her hands against his solid chest, undoubtedly feeling the rapid beat of his heart underneath. He groans, feeling her nails lightly raking his chest as her fingers clench and unclench his shirt, the action sending the kiss from leisurely to hungry in a second.
Julie laughs quietly, obviously knowing the power she has over him. She presses her body tightly against his, placing her arms around his neck and running her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, sending little shivers down his spine. She pulls back long enough to reposition herself in Tim's lap, now straddling him with one leg on each side of his body.
"That's better." She rasps, giving him a flirty grin.
Tim grins back, wrapping his arms around her tighter, pulling her forward and crushing her breasts against his chest. He groans as her warm, sweet lips press against his own. Tim's mouth opens wider over hers as he feeds her a hot, wet kiss. He holds her close as her hands run across his shoulders and up the sides of his neck to return to their spot in his hair.
Tim's hands slide down her back to cup her bottom, squeezing as he pulls her up closer, deepening the kiss. Julie whimpers, the sound almost driving Tim crazy as he lets his hands trail up and under the hem of her shirt, trailing over her smooth back before inching around her waist to her stomach.
Tim hears Julie gasps at the feel of his hands on the bare skin of her stomach. He deepens the kiss as he trails his hands upward, gently cupping her breasts in his large hands, running his fingers back and forth over her slowly, teasing her.
Julie whimpers, pressing her chest closer to him as he leaves her mouth to trail kisses down her neck, paying special attention the sensitive spot under her ear – the spot he knows drives her crazy.
Tim breathes deeply, smelling the scent of grapefruit once again as he nips her neck lightly, before soothing the spot with a kiss, repeating the action several times.
"Tim…" Julie says breathlessly.
God, the ways she was saying his name, breathing so deeply, like she was about to come any moment just from his mouth on her neck and his hands on her body was enough to almost send him over the edge.
"Tim! Oh shit!" She says quickly.
Yeah, she's getting frantic now, Tim thinks grinning to himself as he continues to knead her breasts and trail kisses down her neck to her shoulder.
"Tim! Stop!" Julie says again, tugging his head up by his long hair and pushing him back.
"What?" He asks roughly, sounding out of breath himself.
Why did she stop? Was he moving too fast? No, she wanted it too – that was obvious from her actions.
"Somebody just pulled up." She says quickly, sliding out of his lap and over to her side of the truck. "I saw the headlights."
"Fuck." He says quietly. Damn teenagers should be at the Homecoming dance, not riding up to the cliffs to park.
Tim runs his hand through his hair with frustration, turning to look out his window. "Ah shit."
"What?" Julie asks in a panicked voice, trying to straighten her clothing.
"It's a cop car. And he's walking over here."
"Oh my God." Julie whines. "I don't want to go to jail."
Tim grins, almost laughing at her statement, but wisely decides now's probably not the best time to poke fun at her. Besides, they were trespassing.
"It's alright, Jules. Just let me do the talkin'." He says confidently, rolling his window down as the cop makes his way toward the truck.
As the cop arrives at the window, Tim turns and finds Mr. Clarke – Landry's dad – standing at his door, a stern look on his face.
"Hey Mr. Clarke." Tim says with a smile.
"Tim Riggins? Boy, what the hell are you doin' out here?" He asks, clearly surprised to see Tim still parking out at the cliffs.
Mr. Clarke had run Tim off from the cliffs numerous times during high school. Tim was sure he probably thought he'd seen the last of him once he graduated.
"Ah, you know sir. Just reliving old times." Tim says with a smirk.
Mr. Clarke grins slightly, shaking his head as he glances around Tim to see who's in the truck. Tim watches the shock come across his face as he sees who it is.
"Ms. Taylor?" He asks, surprise apparent in his voice.
"H-hi Mr. Clarke." Julie says with a nervous smile and a little wave. "How are you, sir?"
"Well, I'm mighty fine. Though I'd be a heap better if I didn't have to make rounds up here running off teenagers…and I guess college students." He says, giving Tim and Julie a pointed look. "You do realize you kids are trespassing."
"I tried to tell someone that." Julie mutters quietly, giving Tim a heated look.
Tim smirks, trying not to laugh at the look she was giving him. She was so damn cute when she was mad.
"We were just leaving, sir." Tim says with a quick grin, turning his attention back to Mr. Clarke.
"I thought so." Mr. Clarke says with a nod, tipping his hat as he takes a step back from the truck. "You kids get on home now."
"Thank you, Mr. Clarke." Tim says as he starts the truck, giving him a quick salute before maneuvering the truck around and back down the long dirt road.
"Oh my God." Julie says quietly as she leans her head back against the seat. "I can't believe that just happened." She says a few moments later, starting to giggle quietly as she thinks about the situation.
Tim smirks as he reaches over, wrapping his hand around her thigh and pulling her over to sit right beside him. Tim leaves his hand resting there as they leave the cliffs behind them, making their way back toward Dillon.
"I think that may have been my first and last trip out to the cliffs." Julie says with a quiet laugh.
Tim grins, squeezing her leg lightly. "Wait 'til Lando hears about this." Tim drawls, sending Julie into another fit of giggles.
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"Here buddy, have another cookie." Tim says, handing his nephew Ty a second chocolate chip cookie.
Tim smiles as he watches Ty chew on the cookie, chocolate smearing over his little mouth and chubby cheeks as he sits in Tim's lap.
"Tim, don't be giving him that junk food." Billy says, shaking his head as he walks into the living room.
Tim grins, taking a bite out of his own cookie. "He's gotta bulk up if he wants to be a fullback, Billy."
Billy grabs two beers out of the fridge, laughing as he returns to the living room. "He's not even two years old yet. And besides, if Mindy comes back from the store and realizes you're feeding him junk food, she'll have both our asses."
Tim smirks, knowing that's true. Mindy was fierce when need be.
"Your mama's got your daddy whipped, buddy." Tim says to Ty, leaning down near his ear like he's sharing a secret with him.
Ty grins back up at him, like he knows exactly what Tim means. Tim can't help but grin back. It was obvious from his already mischievous grins that Ty was going to be a handful when he got older – probably much like his Uncle Timmy.
"Shut up." Billy says with a chuckle, holding out a beer to Tim.
"Thanks." Tim says, taking the offered beer.
Billy settles down in the recliner, popping the cap off his beer and taking a long swig of the amber liquid.
Since it was the first weekend that Tim had been home in quite a while, the two of them had decided to enjoy one of their favorite fall Saturday traditions – college football and beer.
"Wanna watch the Texas Tech game, or USC?" Billy asks, flipping through the television stations.
"Texas Tech." Tim says quickly, as he helps Ty down from his lap and watches him toddle over to a pile of toys.
"Good choice." Billy says, finding the game on TV. "Since y'all will be playing them later this season."
"Yeah." Tim says as he settles back on the couch, taking a long drink from his beer.
Tim missed this – spending lazy Saturday afternoons lounging around, drinking and arguing with Billy over football plays. Good times, Tim thinks with a grin.
"What time you headin' back tomorrow?" Billy asks after a few minutes.
"I'm having dinner at the Taylor's. Then I guess Julie and I'll head out after that." Tim says, his gaze still on the game.
Billy laughs. "Dinner with the family. It's almost like she's taking you home to meet the parents…except you've already met 'em."
Tim smirks. "That makes no sense, Billy."
"You know what I mean. This is the first time you're gonna be over there as Tim Riggins – Julie's boyfriend. It's always been Tim Riggins – football player before now."
Tim shakes his head, not bothering to respond to his brother's statement.
"How the hell did you end up with Julie Taylor anyway? I mean, don't get me wrong – she's a cute girl. But I never saw this one coming." Billy says with a grin.
How'd he end up with Julie? That was a question he asked himself a lot, and still wasn't sure what the answer was. Tim definitely wasn't complaining though.
"Just got lucky." Tim says with a shrug, grinning at his brother.
Billy grins mischievously. "Well, let me know how lucky you're feeling tomorrow when Coach is shooting daggers at you with his eyes for messing around with his little girl."
Tim sighs, leaning his head back against the couch. "Well, I have a feeling I'm gonna get lectured, or worse. Coach said we've got some things to talk about."
Billy chuckles, throwing his bottle cap at Tim. "Oh, little brother. I hope Ms. Julie Taylor's worth it."
Tim smirks. "She is." He says simply, settling back on the couch as they turn their attention back to the game. She was definitely worth it.
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AN: Up next...the dreaded Sunday dinner with the Taylor's. That should be fun :D