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[Skye's POV]
"What does this one do?" Ryan Wolfe asked, flicking a switch on the wall.
The fan came alive, slowly whirring, going faster.
"Obviously, that one works the fan."
Ryan turned it off and put his finger on a dimmer. "How bout this one? Does it make the fan go faster and slower?" He pushed it down slowly and the living room lights dimmed. "Oh, this is cool." He grinned, playing with the dimmer, the lights bright then low-lit the next second.
"Ryan, quit messin around with the lights." I chided, going over to him and hitting his hand.
The former patrol officer laughed, "Come on, Skye."
"Nick, Erica and Greg are going to get here any minute, quit playing with the switches! I don't know which ones do what yet, and you might flick a switch that blows up the place."
"Really? Now what kind of crazy condo did you buy that has a switch that blows the place up?" Ryan teased, still playing with the lights.
"Ryan Wolfe! Leave the lights alone!" I grabbed his hands, and pulled him away from the switches.
Ryan just laughed, letting me pull him away and I ran into the back of the sofa. He pinned me against it, looking at me. "Good lighting, huh?"
I saw that he had it dimmed, it was somewhat dark, but light enough for me to see Ryan's face.
"I suppose." I said with a slight smile.
"You look really pretty." He whispered, his face inches from mine.
"I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt." I blushed.
"Yeah, but you still look pretty." He said, and leaned in to kiss me.
My heart fluttered when his lips met mine, and I smiled when I kissed him.
I was so happy to see Ryan, I missed him more than I had known, and I felt a little guilty for forgetting him for a bit.
I only forgot about Ryan when I was hanging with Greg.
Greg had a date with Sara, and though I didn't show it outwardly, I was jealous. Ryan came and when we went out around Vegas, half my mind was on Greg and why he'd pick Sara over me. I didn't contemplate it too much when Ryan kissed me, then afterwards I felt a little bit like a tramp wishing to have 2 guys.
Ryan and I were closer, and I knew him longer; but there was just something between Greg and I. I couldn't explain it, and it was too much to think about with Ryan's presence also clouding my mind.
So for my own sake, I decided to forget about my crush on Greg, and just be happy with Ryan.
Ryan pulled back. "Is something wrong?"
I touched his cheek. "No. Just decided what I want to eat cuz I'm hungry."
"Too busy thinking about food to give me a kiss." He pouted playfully.
I laughed and kissed him quickly. "Happy now, Wolfe?"
"Yup."
Smiling, I rolled my eyes at him. "Can you help me figure out how to connect the tv?"
"Ok. But lemme let you know, when I tried it, I had to call the fire department, Horatio, and Delko to help me set it up." Ryan joked as he grabbed the tv remote.
"Oh…well then, let me keep 911 on hold." I teased, as the doorbell rang.
I went to get it and let Nick and Erica in. "Hey guys."
"Hi Skye." They smiled and looked around.
"Nice place, baby cousin." Nick grinned. "I think I'll come over a lot."
"I don't have the tv set up yet."
"I'm working on it!" Ryan yelled from the living room.
"Ryan's a professional at this." I bragged with a laugh.
Loud static filled the room and we covered our ears.
"Oops. Sorry guys." apologized Ryan.
Nick laughed. " 'Professional', huh?"
We all laughed and went into the living room where Ryan was crouched, trying to see which wires connected to what. "This is confusing."
I went over to Ryan and took the wires, and made him hold the DirecTV receiver. "Ryan, this wire with the yellow thing at the end connects to the yellow end on the receiver. Same with the red, and white. Did you get that?"
Ryan grinned. "Nah. I was too busy getting lost in your eyes."
"Awwwwww!" Erica cooed.
"Why are the lights dimmed, Skye?" Nick asked, suspiciously.
Ryan and I burst out laughing. "I was figuring out which switches did what and I discovered the dimmer. Very romantic lighting, huh?"
"It is." Erica said and Nick smiled at her.
"Not infront of Ryan. He has the maturity of a 12 year old." I said, reaching over and covering his eyes.
Ryan squirmed and pulled my hands off his face. "No I don't." He whined, sticking his tongue out at me.
Erica and Nick laughed as I took the receiver from Ryan.
"Whatever. Nick, you know how to set this stuff up right?" I asked.
He nodded and came to help. "I'll help if you get me food."
Erica took a peek into the kitchen/dining room. "There's not even a table in there."
"I'm just starting to move in, remember? And I didn't know what to get: pizza or Chinese." I said, nodding at the 2 takeout menus on the sofa.
"Chinese." Ryan and Nick said in unison.
I looked at Erica.
"Well, I think I'm in the mood for pizza…" She started.
"No!" the guys said, working on the receiver.
"So am I. It's a tie." I said.
Nick looked to us. "Why don't we get both then?"
"Fattie." I teased.
"How bout we flip a coin?" Ryan suggested, as he went to the satellite dish thing and picked it up.
The doorbell rang and I went to check it out with Erica at my heels. I opened the door and Greg stood there.
"Hi Skye!" He grinned.
"Hey Greggo." I hugged him and let him in. "Did you find the place ok?"
"Yeah." He said, as he looked around. "I like your place. I think I'm gonna be moving in with ya."
"You can share the sofa with Nicky." I laughed. "Come on, we need you to decide what we're having for dinner, and to help Ryan and Nick out setting up the tv."
"Hey Sanders!" Nick greeted Greg, as he was sitting on the sofa, looking at the directions for the set-up as poor Ryan was looking around for a place to put the satellite.
"Greg!" Ryan said, as he shifted the satellite in his arms, "pizza or Chinese?"
Greg thought for a second, then said, "Chinese, definitely."
"Yes!!" Ryan and Nick cheered.
I laughed and picked up the menu. "Ok, but I have to have my beef and broccoli."
"Skye, where do I put this thing?" Ryan asked, squirming like he was holding in a pee.
"Balcony." I pointed to the doors and Ryan went over and tried to open the French doors with his elbow.
"Skye, doesn't one of those switches like, open the doors automatically?" Ryan huffed.
"No, this ain't 2010, honey. Gotta wait til technology advances that far ahead." I teased, and Greg went over and opened the door.
"Thanks." Ryan said gratefully.
"Let me help." Greg said, and followed him outside.
"Do you have a signal, Nick?" Ryan yelled from outside.
There was this annoying beeping noise that was slowly beeping with the little bit of signal it received.
"Little bit. Turn it to the south."
"Which way is that?!"
"Your left." Nick said.
There was a clatter and a "Oh, crud." from outside.
"Your other left!" Erica laughed.
"Ok. Greg, make sure Skye doesn't see that." Ryan said quickly and I went over.
"Make sure I don't see what?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Both guys yelled, and Greg stepped infront of Ryan.
I looked at them both. "What did ya'll do."
They looked at each other and smiled. "haha, 'ya'll'. That's funny."
I rolled my eyes and looked at the satellite, it was intact; nothing seemed wrong. I noticed what looked to be a piece of fabric on a sharp corner and looked at Greg's shirt.
His shirt was black, the piece of cloth on the satellite was blue.
Pushing Greg out of the way, I looked at Ryan. "Ryan, you're bleeding!" I saw that his shirt was torn and there was blood seeping out of a cut.
Ryan jumped away, taking the satelite with him, "No, I'm not."
"DON'T MOVE IT! That's perfect!" Nick yelled.
Ryan let go of the satelite, and it stood on it's own on its stand and he grinned. "Awesome, the tv works." He said, and backed away from me but ran into Greg.
"Ryan Wolfe, let me see." I said, taking his hand and with nowhere to go, he sighed.
"It's just a little bit of blood. Nothing bad." He said.
"Then let me see." I said, easily.
He shook his head.
"Ryan, what's that? I'm not sure what it is." Greg said, pointing to something in the distance.
Ryan went to look and I grabbed a nearby water bottle I had left on the balcony before and threw it on Ryan, clearing the blood off. Ryan jumped and yelled a little in surprise.
"Ah, it isn't that bad. Band-aid and some med spray, you should be fine." I said with a grin and walked inside with Greg.
"Greg, I didn't see anything." Ryan said, a little confused.
Greg smiled. "Neither did I."
Ryan made a face at us both and we laughed.
"Ryan, quit your bellyaching and decide what you want from the menu." Nick smirked.
"'Bellyaching'? I swear, I can't get you Southern folk." He shook his head as he went to Erica, who was ordering food for us.
The food was finally ordered, and with Greg and Ryan fighting for the seat next to me on the loveseat, I left them both to sit on it together, somewhat awkwardly as I sat next to Nick.
While the movie was on, I looked over to see if they were clawing each other's eyes out, but they were quietly laughing and sharing stories about their times in the field or the lab.
I relaxed and smiled to myself, happy that the two were getting along.
At least that's one less thing to worry about. I thought happily as I allowed myself to sleep peacefully.
