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Teresa woke up warm and snuggled in to her pillow, Patrick. He had her snuggled so close to him, she could feel the warmth from his body. She felt him starting to stir slightly, he stretched and pulled her tighter to him. She smiled as he nuzzled his face in her hair, and rubbed her back with his left one, while his right arm she still had under her head. She smiled, she loved this, it felt good to be needed and wanted. He stretched again as the alarm went off. Another 3 hours of sleep. He continued to hold on to her, but soon knew that it was time to get up. This time they were happy when they woke up. "Good morning." Patrick said. "Good morning to you too." Said Teresa. He kissed her head and allowed her untangle herself from him. Then they both stretched again, and set up, then got up, and once again stretched. Teresa walked around to him and started to laugh. "What's so funny?" "Your hair, your curls are all over your head." She walked up to him and hugged him, in return he hugged her back, and kissed her neck. They smiled at each other, almost a little to long. Teresa found that she could get lost in those eyes of his if she wasn't careful. She shouldn't even think like that, it was very inappropriate. "Well do you want to shower first?" She asked him, trying to change her minds thinking. "How about you first today, and I'll go after you." "Okay, um do you have to get in there?" "Yes, but only a minute." They smiled as he walked by and headed to the bathroom. She decided that this would be a good time to get her stuff together, so she grabbed a pair of light gray dress pants, and a light pink dressy tank top to wear, her socks, panties and her bra. By the time she was done, he was out. "Okay, enjoy your shower, um, can I bring in my boxes?" "Sure." "Um, where do you want them?" "Wherever you want them, the living room would be good, more room for you." "Okay then." She watched him as he practically flew down the stairs she was happy he was happy, he deserved it.
She walked in her bathroom, and placed everything on the vanity. She turned her water on to warm, she knew it was nasty outside, but she wasn't really awake enough for a cold shower. While the water adjusted she stripped out of her jammies, and then crawled in. It was wonderful, so relaxing, she thought she could go back to sleep standing there. She grabbed her body wash and bathed herself, rinsed, and washed her hair, then rinsed off, she then turned the water off so Patrick could enjoy his shower too. She stepped out and dried herself, and got dressed. She dried her hair a little more, then blew dry her bangs, and sprayed them to make sure they behaved. She combed her hair, and put it in a twist, with a butterfly clip, she then brushed her teeth and put a little make up on her eyes, nothing major, just for the hope of looking a little more awake than she was. When she was done she sprayed some perfume on, and walked out. She put her shoes on and headed downstairs. She wondered how Patrick was doing.
Patrick was sweating, the sweat was rolling down his chest, tummy and his back. It felt like a pizza oven, again. He had just put the last box down, went back out to lock up his car, and headed back in to see Teresa standing there looking beautiful as ever. "Wow, you look fresh as a daisy." "Thank you, you look, uh, well, hot." They both laughed. "I am hot, it's awful out there." Teresa had an odd start to begin with, the sight of him looking all hot and sweaty didn't help her at all. She couldn't help herself though, she watched him, watched the sweat roll off of him, watched as his body glistened in it. She shook her head, this was uncalled for. He got up and walked over to her. "When we get off work tonight, I was hoping you would help me move in, I want to share some things with you." She watched him, he was so happy, he was almost glowing. She could not believe the things that had entered her mind, he was being so innocent. "I would love that Patrick." "Good, well I guess, I should head out." Now she was stunned. "Why?" "Oh, I don't have any clothes with me, just what I got on." He laughed at himself, which made her smile. "I told you I got some clothes here for you, come on." She led him to her bedroom again, and she went through her closet, and pulled out a pair of dress pants, light gray with a texture going though them, blue boxers, gray dress socks, and a soft linen blue dress shirt. "Here ya go, go take a shower and cool off, I'll go stick some bagels in the toaster." "Thank you, for everything." He leaned down and kissed her cheek, as they parted. She wondered how it would be to have him there with her, to move in. He would probably at some point anyway. She shook her head and headed downstairs.
Patrick was drenched in sweat, he turned the water on cool, and stripped out of this mess he had on, and climbed in. She had her shower so he didn't have to worry about hurrying up, he stood right under the shower and soaked himself, it felt like heaven. He rinsed himself off of all the sweat and dirt that was on him, it was amazing to be clean one minute and to be covered in grim the next. He washed with her shower gel once again, this felt better than his stuff, he liked being surrounded by her all day, and even the moments when he wasn't he had her scent as a reminder. He then washed his hair and rinsed off. He turned the water off and stepped out. He dried himself, and got dressed, then brushed his teeth, and neatened up his hair a bit. Then stepped out, he was met with the smell of food, he was suddenly starved.
Teresa didn't have an elaborate display like he had her, but she succeeded. She cooked scrambled eggs, along with the bagels, and cream cheese, and also their picnic fruit she had left over. She had made him some tea, and her coffee. "Hmmm, smells delicious Teresa." "Thank you, did you enjoy your shower?" "Yes I did, did you enjoy yours?" "Yes I did." "Good." She turned to him as he was on her side. Wow, he looked amazing, she wished she felt as perky as he looked. "Lets eat." She said to him as they began to set down. They both fixed their plates and began to eat. "This is so good, Teresa, thank you, I wasn't expecting you to cook me breakfast." "Well, you cooked me breakfast the other day, so I thought I would return the favor, I just wanted to." "Thank you, so much." "Your welcome." As they continued eating their breakfast, she wondered how tonight would be, hopefully good. She was hoping to catch Red John too. They finished, and they both stood, he gathered their plates and put them in the sink. "You don't have to do dishes, it's okay." She smiled at him. "I want to, just like the other day when I wanted to." She smiled as she got her gun, her badge, her cell phone, and her money off of the little table by the door, she also gathered Patrick's things up, and couldn't help but smile at the paperclip. She shook her head. She picked up his wallet, and his keys, and his cell phone, and placed them on the table. He was done when she came up to him. "Here's your things, you ready?" "Oh, thank you." She watched him place his wallet in his pocket, and put his keys in his front pocket, and the other pocket got his cell phone, which he remembered and pulled it back out, and turned it on. "Okay, I'm ready if you are." "Okay then, lets go." Patrick stepped out first, while she set the alarm, and locked up. They both said at the same time. "Another hot day." They both laughed as they entered her car.
The drive was peaceful, once again they enjoyed the the cool air before having to leave it.
As they headed in the building to escape the heat, they were met with cool air, they both sighed and hoped that it felt like that on their floor. When they reached their destination they were very happy to find out that they still had air conditioning this time. Teresa walked to her office to start everything up, while Patrick headed to the kitchen to get some iced tea. She found out he had made some and put it in the fridge, so when he brought her iced coffee he did have his iced tea. She smiled at the thought, as she headed to her office. She turned everything on and headed back out to the bull pen. "Is there any leads today?" "None yet boss." Replied Cho. "Grace can you do some tracking, maybe we can find something about the victims that would be a lead to Red John." "I'll try boss." "Thank you Grace." "Cho and Wayne, I want you to go back out there, see if there is anything we might have missed." "Yes mam." Replied Wayne. "Sure thing boss." Replied Cho, and they were off.
Teresa headed back to the kitchen to find Patrick drinking his tea. "Hey, you okay?" He only nodded, no matter what, she would not send him back to that house again. "Patrick, talk to me, please?" "You worry so much about me, I'm okay, just thinking, that's all, I promise." He looked at her as he left their little kitchen, only to have her follow slightly. "If there was something wrong." "I promise I would tell you Teresa" "Okay then." She turned and headed back to her office. About an hour went by when Cho and Wayne finally returned, she was starting to get worried. She walked out again. "Well, anything?" There was a notebook, the mother had her own interior design business, that's about it." "Does it list the clients?" "Just one, she was pretty new, her name is Rachel Gavener." "Well that's wonderful, thank you both, now get cooled off a bit." "Grace run the name Rachel Gavener through see what you can find me." "Already on it boss." "Thank you." She turned to see Patrick, he looked like he was somewhere far away. "Boss, I got an address." "Perfect, Patrick come on, you can help me interview her." "Hmmm, okay." He put his tea in the fridge and walked with her to the elevator. "This sounds good, right?" "Hmmm, uh, maybe so." She was starting to worry about him, he seemed out of it, yet peaceful. They got outside, and Patrick said the one word that would describe the weather perfectly. "Yuck." She couldn't help but laugh. "So true, come on lets get some fresh air." They got in the SUV and turned the cool air on, not full on cold, she didn't need them to have a heat stroke. "Ah, that feels good." Patrick said. "Yes it does." Teresa agreed. Then they drove off to the house of the client.
"Wow, fancy enough." Said Teresa, to which Patrick nodded. They pulled up in the drive way, stopped got out, and took a look around. "Nice area." Said Patrick. Teresa just nodded. She knocked on the door and was meant by an older lady. "May I help you?" "Yes, where here from the CBI, we were wondering if we could ask you a couple of questions, if you don't mind, is that okay?" "Yes, please come in." They walked inside and Patrick took a look around. He noticed how warm and cozy her home felt. "Mrs. Gavener, can you tell me how long had you known Cassidy Tiller?" "Oh, she was such a sweet young woman, and her little girl Maddy was an angel, very nice person." Patrick watched and listened, she was a warm person, he could tell. "What about a husband, was she married?" "Yes, she was, her husband was killed a couple years ago, car accident, nice man though, very happy family." "Can you tell me if anyone would hurt them?" "No I can't dear, she was well loved, very warm and caring." "Thank you for your time Mrs. Gavener." "Your more than welcome, as you can see she was an excellent designer, she helped me a lot." "Yes she was very good at what she did." Said Teresa, while watching Patrick. "If we need anything else, can we give you a call?" "Sure thing, I'll be right here." "Okay, thank you." Said Teresa, followed by Patrick as he smiled at the lady. They headed back to their SUV and got in. "Well did you pick up anything?" "She was telling the truth, seems like Cassidy was a kind of a shy woman, she was very well loved, that's for sure." "I wish we had more to go on." "I know Teresa, me too." They drove off, and headed back to the CBI.
When they pulled in, they set for a few moments, Teresa still wondering why Patrick was being so quiet. She decided to break the silence a bit. "Are you still looking forward to moving in next door?" "Oh yes, very much so." She noticed he was smiling, and it didn't look forced, that was a good sign. "Um, I guess we should go in." Said Teresa. "Yeah, I suppose so." He smiled at her, as they got out of the car. "Man its hot!" Said Patrick, while Teresa nodded in agreement. " Come on." They walked inside, it felt wonderful. They took the elevator to their floor and got off. It was then that Teresa noticed the time. It was getting late in the day, she didn't notice the time had gone by so fast, it was almost 5:00 pm already, and still no leads to where Red John could be. She wanted to catch him before he hurt anyone else, before he hurt Patrick, she walked in the bullpen. "Well anything boss?" Asked a hopeful Rigsby. "No, I'm afraid not, all we found out was she was well loved, shy, married, but widowed, and of course her little girl Maddy, nothing that would bring this monster to us." Cho looked disgusted, so did Grace. Patrick was still acting closed off to her, she couldn't figure that out for anything, what had she done now? "They wouldn't have any enemies Teresa, they was killed because they looked like my family." They all starred at him, that came out of no where. "Patrick, come in my office a minute, will you please?" He followed her as they watched him, and then back at each other, this was wrong.
"Patrick, talk to me, don't close me out, I'm worried about you." "Teresa, I'm fine okay, its just, just disturbing to me, don't you think this is disturbing, he killed them to get back at me!" "Yes I do, this is not your fault, so don't go there!" Now they where yelling, not fighting just frustrated. That's when he walked up to her and hugged her tightly, she hugged him back, she knew he needed some kindness, and she needed him to know she was there, no matter what. "Teresa, I'm sorry I yelled at you, you didn't deserve that." "Its okay, I know your upset, you have every right to be." "Its not because he hurt me, I'm worried about you, what happens if he tries to hurt you, I, I wouldn't have anyone left." Suddenly she felt him wipe his face. "Patrick, I'm okay, I'm here with you, I'm not going anywhere, I won't leave you." "I swear if he tries to hurt you." "He won't, he's not going to get you either, I'll make sure of that." "I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about you." "I know, guess who else is a worry wart?" He smiled as he hugged her, then slightly pulled away to look at her. Something was different between them, they had become so close to each other, it was wonderful. He was happy he was going to be closer to her, he needed her closer. "Hey, I'm happy your going to be closer to me, I can keep a better eye on you that way." He smiled again, so did she. Then he leaned down and kissed her cheek, and turned to walk out. "You okay?" He could tell she wasn't going to stop worrying. "I've got you, I'm great." Then he smiled at her and walked out. She watched him as he went through the bull pen, and set on his couch, she walked behind her desk and set. Maybe he was nervous about sharing such special things with someone, maybe he was afraid of what she might think. She shook her head, he had no reason to be nervous, she wanted to be apart of his life, she wanted him to open up, it would do him good to feel comfortable, to share with her, it made her feel incredible to know that she was the one he picked to open up with. She smiled, tonight was going to be a good night, very emotional, but good.
Patrick laid on his couch and thought, about everything. Red John, Emily, Abigale, Teresa, and tonight. He was nervous, he had such precious memories with him, he had always had it in him to open up a bit with her since they had become closer, but he was still nervous. He was nervous about a new place, but at the same time he was excited about it. He was terrified about Red John hurting Teresa, on the up side he would be right there to make sure she was safe.
Time seemed to creep on, and before long it was time to go home for the night. Everyone said their good nights, and headed out. Teresa and Patrick were the last ones out, as usual. "Patrick, you ready?" "Hmmm, yeah, I'm ready." "Lets go then." She had checked everything before she headed out to him, this time. They headed out, and drove home, he found himself becoming more nervous as they pulled up to their apartment building, it was really a nice place to live, he just noticed that the groundskeeper kept beautiful landscaping around, flowers, trees, bushes, it was really lovely. They filed out and headed to her door. As they went inside he felt his heart thud against his chest, he had a slight thought that this was ridiculous, he had no reason to be scared about such things. "Well, I guess we'll shower later, beings were going to be moving around anyway." "Yeah, that makes sense." Teresa watched him, not wanting to rush him, into anything, but at the same time she was so excited to be the one he shared these precious things with, she could hardly contain her happiness. "Lets set in the floor, and we'll do one box at a time, is that okay?" "Patrick, however you want to do this is fine with me." That made him feel better. They set in the floor and got comfy, then he pulled the first box up to them. "Um, this is our wedding set, I couldn't give this away, we had a beautiful china cabinet we kept all of our wedding dishes in, even our two champagne glasses." She suddenly realized how emotional this was going to be, intimate little details that no one else knew, he was now sharing. "Their beautiful Patrick." "Thank you, they were her great, great grandmothers." She smiled as she noticed his eyes fill up. "This is some of my girl's toys, she loved dolls, and stuffed animals, her favorite was this little teddy bear, before I came here with you, I slept with it." She could feel the tears brimming her eyes. "I guess you think I'm a little odd huh?" "Why would I think that?" "I sleep with my daughters teddy bear, also kept a special bottle of her perfume with me, not packed up, it was her favorite, I spray in on my pillow at night." "I don't think that is odd in any way, that's your connection, there is nothing wrong with that." He smiled at her, and thanked her as he pulled another one to them. "She collected jewelry boxes, of course I had to spoil her by filling them up." They both laughed and softly cried at the same time. "My mother had one that looked just like this one when I was little." "Really?" "Yeah, wow it looks the exactly the same." Patrick suddenly had an idea. "Teresa, I want you to have it." "Patrick I can't, I don't expect that, really." "I know Teresa, I want you to have it." "Thank you, I don't now what to say." "You said plenty, thank you." They both knew what he meant. He came across one box he couldn't not share with her, his daughters drawings. "These are Abby's drawings, she loved to color and paint, very creative little thing." They looked at the pictures, on all of them saying I love you daddy, this was killing her inside, but she had to be strong for him. "I miss her, she was daddy's little girl." He wiped at his eyes. "I kept them in my office." She nodded and listened to him. They continued to go through everything, every memory, they both cried as she consoled him, then they would laugh at funny memories he had, followed by more crying. It was hard for him, she could tell, but in the long run it would do him wonders, she knew that. As he got up to go to the kitchen for something to drink, she knew he needed a moment, she saw some more things in the box with his wife's jewelery boxes, some papers, a stack of them, cards, that read, to a wonderful husband, for my loving wife, and what looked like poetry, and love letters. "You found some more goodies I see." She jumped and put them back. "No, Teresa its okay, I want to share with you." He set back down, and she handed him the stack of papers. "I was a hopeless romantic, I loved to write her letters, and poetry, they still smell like her dresser, she kept them there for safe keeping, she said she would always keep them and never throw them away, I miss her so much." He placed them back and wiped his face, and she placed her arm around him once more to comfort him.
As time went on, it was time to start moving him in. Teresa handed Patrick the key, and then tightly hugged him. He turned the key as they both walked in his new home. "Thank you for this Teresa, I really do appreciate it." "I know you do, come on, lets get you settled." They both brought in his boxes on at a time, then took them upstairs to his extra room, one box made it to the bathroom. She helped him take the roll away mattress she had upstairs, he fixed that up with a sheet, and she gave him a pillow too. The poor thing, she was going to get him some furniture, at least a bed. The night rolled on, and before long they were finished. "Wow, thank you." "Your welcome, if you need anything, just come over, oh, and by the way." She pulled off her extra key and gave it to him. "Here, now it won't look like your a cat burglar." They both laughed. "Um, here." He handed her his extra key. " If you need anything, and you don't know how to do the paperclip thing, I'll have to teach you that." They both laughed again, then hugged and kissed goodnight. She had brought him some food over, and some tea, so he would have something there to nibble on, and to drink. He didn't have anything.
Teresa walked back in her apartment and cried. It was as hard on her as it was him. So many memories he couldn't get back, and the precious little jewelry box he had given to her, it meant the world to her, she knew how important it was to him, it was sacred. She walked over and looked at it, gently taking it in her hands, she decided to open it to see if it looked the same way inside as her mother's did. Her eyes were met with a surprise, a beautiful amethyst bracelet, he had given Emily. She gently took it out and looked at it. It was beautiful, she smiled. She would give this back to him tomorrow. She placed it back in her little jewelry box and headed upstairs for tonight, double checking everything, leaving the alarm off just encase he needed to come over. She had nibbled on chips, so wasn't really that hungry. She wanted her shower, and some sleep, it had been a hard day, now it was time to relax. She gathered her jammies for tonight, a light violet eyelit camisole top, and a pair of light violet shorts, her panties, and headed to the shower, when she got in there she smiled. His toothbrush was on the vanity, and his clothes were on the floor, right along with hers. She started the water, and stripped down once again, she'd do laundry tomorrow, right now though, was relaxing time, she crawled in the warm water, and rinsed herself of all the dirt and sweat and grim that caked her, she didn't do a lot today, but oh was she dirty she shook her head, as she washed herself, and then her hair. She smiled once again, he smelled like her. She smiled as she rinsed herself, then turned the water off, and stepped out to dry. She dried off, got dressed, trained her mane, and brushed her teeth. Then she headed for the bed, it looked like it did when they crawled out this morning. She tided it up, and laid down, tonight was going to be long, and it was only 2am. She wondered how he was doing.
Patrick was amazed, this felt like it could be a home. Although he didn't like being alone, that was the bad part. He was tired so he thought he would turn in after his shower, he made sure everything was locked up, he didn't set his alarm, encase Teresa came by, he guess he would have to think of a password too, then tell her. He walked upstairs in his bedroom, and noticed the huge difference right away, it was a beautiful site, no smiley face on the wall, he smiled at that, it was very good not to see that anymore. He got on the floor and pulled out the teddy bear and set it next to the bed, and his wife's perfume, he carefully sprayed a puff on his pillow, and took a moment to breath it in, between the air conditioner, and the fan in his room, her scent lingered all over, he smiled and cried, it was wonderful, he felt like he was with her again. He continued raiding until he came across his clothes Teresa had gave him, a pair of boxers to sleep in, and clothes for the following day. He got his boxers and headed to the bathroom, there he got his shower gel out, along with his toothbrush, toothpaste, razors, cologne, his comb and brush, and set in on the vanity, he also grabbed some towels out too. The apartment already came with a new shower curtain and the apartment itself had been cleaned by the landlord before he even moved in, which was good. He turned the water and let it get adjusted, while he stripped down, when it was warm, he crawled in. It felt wonderful, he just stood there, thinking of all the new scenery in his new place, he rinsed off the sweat the day had brought him, and lathered up, washed himself, and rinsed off. He stepped out of the tub and dried off, and put his boxers on, and headed out, he left the shower light on so he could see around, then he headed to his new bedroom, and laid down on the bed, it was comfortable, and the sheet was very soft. The air conditioner and the fan on made it nice and cool in there, as he laid sprawled out. He was off though, he was missing Teresa, he wondered if she was missing him.
Teresa was miserable, she couldn't get comfortable no matter what she did. He was only there for three nights, and she felt like this? She wondered about going to see him, so she got up, turned the fan off, and headed downstairs. She grabbed her keys, set the alarm, locked up, and headed out. She opened his door, once inside, she locked it up. She walked upstairs and saw that the bedroom door was open, so she stood to the door way for a moment. "Hey, come in." She came in the door way, but no further. "Come on Teresa." He patted the mattress as she walked up, and then set on the floor to crawl in. He pulled her in his arms, and held her tightly, then rolled her to the side, so he would be in front of her. Teresa watched his face he was smiling. "What are smiling about, hmmm?" "For the first time, in a long time, I'm happy." Teresa felt tears in her eyes, and saw the ones in his. "Good, you deserve to be happy, I want you to be." They snuggled up to each other, once again her head was resting on his right arm with his hand in her hair, while his left one, pulled her tighter to him, then ran up and down her back, Patrick took a glance at Teresa's watch, it was 3am, what was the deal with them and 3 am? He smiled and soon they were both asleep.
Some time went on, about an hour, and he woke up to find Teresa buried half way under him, she was cold, she was trying to get warm, this wouldn't do, he didn't want her cold, so he untangled himself from her, and slowly got up. He went to the bathroom and got a sheet, a blanket, and Teresa's comforter she had gave him. It was funny to him, he was surrounded by Emily and Teresa, it felt nice, he didn't think he could have both, but it was seeming to be that he could. He walked to the end of the mattress, and got in the floor, and unfolded and tucked in the sheet, and then the blanket. While he tucked them in, he watched her, she was now in a little ball, in the middle of the bed. He smiled as he watched her. When he was done he put the comforter on slightly and crawled back around to get in bed, as he did this she instantly snuggled to him, he loved this, it felt good. He laid down and got situated, as he adjusted her, back with her head on his right arm again, then with his left one he pulled the sheet, blanket, and the comforter up over her to keep her warm, then he snuggled to her. He put his left arm around her, then ran it up slowly to her face, he gently caressed her cheek, and kissed it, then he got a little braver, and kissed the corner of her mouth, he watched her smile in her sleep, she was so beautiful, it was good to know she couldn't sleep without him either. He then put his arm under their sleeping gear and pulled her even closer to him, and soon he fell back to sleep.
Sometime around 6 am, the clock went off, Teresa buried her head under the warm material covering her, accidentally hitting Patrick in the head. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you, are you okay?" She suppose that he was, considering he was laughing. "Its okay, good morning to you too, I'm fine, nothing like a good smack in the head to wake you up." Now she was laughing with him, as they snuggled for a few more minutes, then started to stir a bit. Patrick uncovered himself just below his tummy, as Teresa set up and went to the bathroom, he took a look around the room, this wasn't so bad, he might be able to get used to this. Teresa came back out and stood there, watching him. "Did you sleep good?" She asked him. "I slept wonderful, how did you sleep sweetie?" I slept wonderful too." "Uh, thank you for getting me warm." "Anytime." Then he caught what she had on, she was so cute in these sleeping sets she had, he stretched and turned his body to crawl out, then stood and looked at her. She was trying to find his clothes for today. "Teresa, I think their in the bathroom." "Oh, okay." She didn't realize he was very close to her. When she turned to face him she saw he was just in his boxers she had packed for him, needless to say he looked very different in just those. "Um, well I guess I'll head back, shower and get dressed." "Okay, your coming back over when your done right?" "Of course." She smiled at him as she headed downstairs, him closely following. They got at the bottom, and she grabbed her keys, and cellphone, it was then she noticed him standing there, just watching her. "What?" "Hmmm, oh nothing." He leaned down and kissed her cheek, then just like last night he got brave, and kissed her lips this time. It was just a soft peck, but it felt nice, it felt right. "I'll see you in a minute or two." "Okay, if I'm in the shower just use your key." "Okay." She turned to walk out, she was hoping she wasn't blushing. "Whoa!" "Yes, humid today, how fun." Teresa answered him, as she smiled at him and walked in her place. "Oh my gosh!" She said to herself. She a look in the little mirror by the door, she was blushing. That was not accepted, it was warm and friendly though, nothing boyfriend like in any way, but she liked it, and secretly hoped he would do that again. She went upstairs and grabbed her medium blue jeans, her bra, panties, and a feminine white lacy top, it had a lining in it so she wouldn't have to worry about anyone seeing her through it, she then headed for the shower. She looked at the pile of clothes waiting for her, they were getting stacked up in her little corner.
She started the water while she set her clothes on her vanity, then climbed in, she couldn't remember the last time she felt safe around a man, it was nice. She rinsed herself, and washed her hair then her body, she once again absorbed all those wonderful relaxing scents, it always made her feel good. She rinsed herself, turned the water off, and got out to dry herself. She then started getting dressed. She dried her hair and pulled it up in a make shift bun, some loose hair was falling down, but it looked feminine, it looked good with her shirt choice. She brushed her teeth, sprayed some perfume on and headed out to Patrick's apartment, she wondered if he was done yet.
Patrick was in the shower, wondering what she thought of the little peck he gave her while washing himself. He wondered if she would be mad at him, or maybe she didn't like it. He shook his head, he needed to try to at least look relaxed, he cleared his head and let the water take over him, he rinsed himself, turned the water off, and stepped out. He dried off and went through the box his clothes were in. Teresa had a lot of stuff she bought for him. He decided to dress a little different today, he grabbed a white v-neck t-shirt, a pair of khaki color cargo pants, white socks, and a pair of light green boxers, he got dressed, brushed his teeth, and ran his fingers through his hair, this time he did something different, he put cologne on, he hadn't worn the stuff in years, but he noticed that Teresa had packed some in his box, he liked the scent, it smelt good, he felt fresh as he headed downstairs. When he reached the bottom he saw Teresa, standing on his little deck, looking at the beautiful view. He slipped a pair of black shoes on he found buried in a box, and walked toward the door.
"Hi there." Teresa jumped a foot, then turned to get an eye full. "Wow, you look amazing!" "Thank you, you look beautiful." "Aw, thank you Patrick, you look so good wearing something different." They both laughed. Teresa then noticed the scent, she had bought him a cologne set, but hadn't gave it to him yet, apparently now he had it, he smelt incredible. "You smell good too." "Well, I tried, thank you for the cologne set, I love it, it smells really good, I haven't worn cologne in years, this is the first time." He smiled at her, she was so proud of the progress he was making. Patrick noticed her perfume too, she was so feminine, he loved her scent, he could not shake it, it seemed to stay with him, even now in his apartment. "How about we go out to breakfast today, my treat." Teresa asked him smiling. "Well, that sounds nice, but you cooked me breakfast yesterday, let me pay today, please?" She playfully rolled her eyes at him, and simply said. "Okay." They headed to the door, where Patrick grabbed all of his belongings, then stepped out, and he locked up. "Yuck, is there a break anywhere in sight?" Said Patrick. "Not that I know of, I heard 116 heat index today." "This sucks!" They both started laughing as they got into his car this time and drove off.
About a good week went by when Teresa started noticing some things. She noticed how he was to her place more than his, how she was to his place more than hers, how they had become virtually inseparable. It was then when she made the decision she should have made to begin with.
It was around 12 midnight, when Patrick got a knock on his door, he was surprised to see Teresa, he was coming over tonight with her, every other night they would switch. He had just stepped out of the shower and was wearing a pair of light gray shorts, and barefoot, when she came to his door. "Teresa, are you okay?" He took notice in what she had on, a light blue floral camisole set, she was beautiful, he guessed that she really didn't want anyone to see her in her jammies, so he cleared the doorway for her. He also noticed her pink flip flops with little strawberries on them, he couldn't help but smile, he knew that something was on her mind, she looked very nervous about something.
"Teresa, are you okay, I know I just asked you that, but you haven't answered it." "Patrick, I need to talk to you about something." She took a deep breath, he was thinking she was getting sick of him around but he would be happy to hear the exact opposite. "I know I talked you into moving in here, and your doing wonderful, but your over to my place a lot." Now he was sad, she was getting sick of him. "I was wondering if you would, uh, like to move in with me?" Patrick lit up like a Christmas tree, he was so happy he went over to her and picked her up and hugged her tightly. "Oh Teresa, thank you so much!" "Your happy right, dumb question." "I've never been more happy." "Good, how about we move you in tomorrow, lets go home." He put her back down on the floor, and pulled away to look at her face. "Um, Teresa, um." "It's okay, I don't mind you bringing them with you Patrick." He smiled at her, then hugged her, and cried, she was so understanding. "Thank you." "Your welcome, get what you need, and lets go home." He went to his room and grabbed what he needed, he took his pillow with him, it already had his wife's perfume on it, and Abby's little teddy bear, and headed back downstairs, She was waiting for him. The thought suddenly occurred that she had a lot to put up with him. He was so lost at times, and then some times here with her. She was all he had, and he knew it.
They walked out, he locked up while she was unlocking, and they went in, home. It felt wonderful, exactly what he had been craving for so long he finally had. She locked up, and this time set the alarm, knowing where he would be at 3am this time. She couldn't resist, she had to look at he clock, she smiled as she did, 2:59am. What was it about 3am? She shook her head as they headed upstairs. She crawled in, as Patrick set the little bear on his night stand, and placed his pillow on the bed, then crawled in with her. He instantly pulled her close, in a different position this time, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, and snuggled tightly to her, holding her like his life depended on it. "Patrick, are you okay?" She asked him while she ran her fingers through his hair. Her left arm was under his head, while her right one gently stroked his face and his neck. "Yes, I'm okay, I just, I just need you, never leave me." Teresa cried as he told her this. "Of course not, I would never leave you." She suddenly thought about what he meant, he was scared of being left alone again, but she would make sure that wouldn't ever happen. She snuggled him in close, as they fell into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning, Friday they all had a day off, the whole building had to undergo a inspection, where the air conditoning had gone out, they were worried there might be a loose wire somewhere. They also had the weekend off, Teresa was so happy, she hadn't had a weekend off, that felt like a weekend off in forever.
Teresa woke up with Patrick curled up sound to sleep on top of her, but in a very different position, like their first night spent together, his head was on her tummy, and both arms wrapped around her tightly. She smiled as she watched him, he looked so peaceful, nothing like the first time he was in this position. She ran her fingers through his hair, it was so soft, she unconsciously played with a little curl that just wouldn't behave itself. She couldn't help it, he was so adorable. She smiled as he sighed, and held on tighter, and just as before she could barely breath, but didn't care, she was happy he was happy. She took a look at their bed, that sounded odd, and wonderful at the same time. The sheet was over him, well somewhat, it was resting on the small of his back, his legs were tangled with hers, she was happy she shaved her legs last night, she smiled at the thought. She wasn't really covered by anything but Patrick, he had became her blanket, and she was perfectly warm, and very comfortable, she was going to go back to sleep for a while when he began to stir. She watched him. "Good morning sunshine." She told him playfully, he just snuggled more and something that sounded like "Good morning to you too." He buried his face to her tummy, then pulled his head up to look at her. "I'm sorry, I'm probably hurting you, I'll move." "NO!" He jumped, she didn't mean to startle him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, your not hurting me, I'm comfy, stay." He snuggled back down, and began talking to her about their big day. "I guess we should get up, it's already 12pm." He told her while stretching. "I guess so." She wondered how he got in that position anyway, but she didn't care, she knew though that she loved it, and hoped he would continue to sleep like that.
He began to set up, all twisted up in the sheet, her hands slipped from his hair. Her left one slid to the small of his back, as he set up, her right hand rested on the side of the bed, he turned over still badly tangled and laid on his tummy, and propped himself up on his elbows and began to talk to her again. "You ready to get up yet." She noticed how cute he looked in the morning, he had curls all over the place, some were even sticking up, she couldn't help but laugh. "What's so funny?" Now he looked confused. "Nothing, uh yeah I guess so." She ran her left hand up and down his back as she set up, then turned to crawl out, and stretched, and set up. Patrick turned, set up, and crawled out while wrestling with the sheet. Teresa was laughing again, this time he knew why, she was laughing at him. "Here, let me help you." She walked over and helped him untangle himself, while they both laughed, she could definitely get used to this, he was fun to wake up with, she never laughed so much. "Patrick, what did you do, have a wresting match in your sleep?" "Not that I remember, although I was sleeping on your tummy, so maybe." They both laughed as she finally got him free, and after all of that, he just set back down on the bed, and watched her shake her head and laugh on her way to the bathroom. He smiled, this was wonderful. She reappeared and walked to her bedside table and pulled out a little black scrungie, he couldn't help but watch her, there was something different about her, he couldn't put her finger on it, but something was different, he watched her as she pulled her hair up and put it in a pony tail, he also watched her get some clothes out, a pair of medium blue jean shorts, and a gray v-neck t-shirt, and her bra. "Okay, I'm gonna go get dressed, there no need for showering, we'll get all sweaty again anyway." He nodded in agreement, as he got up, and walked downstairs to start her coffee, and his tea. "Okay, I'm done." She walked up to him, and he got a look at her. She was barefoot, he hadn't noticed before, but her toe nails were painted, in a bluish, purple shade, with some sparkles, now it was his turn to laugh. "What's so funny?" "I like your nails." She looked down. "Thanks, I can't paint my fingernails, they'll just get messed up, so I paint my toenails." "Very cute, pretty." He said as they drank there beverages and headed out.
The day was long, and hot, but they got him completely moved out, moved in, and settled. Then she left him in the shower while she ran the keys to the land lord, whom she thought would be mad about the sudden change in plans, but he wasn't, she was relieved about that, by the time she got back Patrick was done and walking around hunting for some more clothes to put on, she was stunned to see him in nothing but a bath towel wrapped around him, dripping wet. "Patrick, I'm home." "That's good, how did things go, uh, where are my clothes?" She smiled as she walked in. "Oh here." She pulled out a pair of blue plaid boxers and handed them to him. He looked a tad off. "What?" "I just thought you would want me to wear a bit more." He laughed nervously. "No, it's hot, and you live here, I don't care if you go around in your boxers, your covered up enough for me." "Oh, okay then, I'll go get dressed." While he was in the bathroom, she gathered up a light lilac floral camisole set and a pair of undies, and waited for him. When he came out she noticed just how toned he was in just his boxers, all those thoughts wanted to come back, but she shook them off, this was beyond new. She slept with him in his boxers before, but seeing him walking all around in them, still wet, was completely different. She smiled as she walked past him in the bathroom, this felt good, his stuff was all over the place. "Teresa when you get done, I'll come clean up my mess I left." She smiled. "Patrick it's okay, we'll worry about that tomorrow." "Okay, I'm not a pig, I promise." They both laughed. "I know." She yelled out as she started the water, then stripped out of her dirty sweaty clothes. She set her stuff on the vanity, and crawled in, she rinsed herself off and though about their busy day they had, all was settled now, she was happy, he was with her, where he belonged. She looked at her little shower caddy, and noticed his shower gel, setting next to hers, she smiled as she reached for her Caress, and washed herself, then rinsed off and washed her hair in her Dove, rinsed, then turned the water off, and stepped out to dry. She dried herself and got dressed, then dried her hair a little more, and trained her bangs a bit before stepping out, she stopped and looked around a bit, she was surrounded by his scent, it made her feel good, then she walked out.
She met Patrick setting in the bed, almost waiting for her to come. "I locked up, and set the alarm." "How did you know?" He smiled. "I always knew." She shook her head and got into bed. They instantly curled up together, and once again he pecked her lips, he watched her while he did this, she watched him too, this was new, and nice. "Goodnight Teresa." "Goodnight Patrick." He snuggled her in while wrapping his right arm under her head, so he could run his fingers through her hair, his left arm wrapped around her waist, securing her throughout the night, while he tangled his legs with hers. He covered her up with the sheet, and kissed the top of her head, and she kissed his chest. She couldn't help but wonder what they would do tomorrow. Just as she thought it, he said it. "What should we do tomorrow?" "Get you settled more, and just relax, and enjoy the weekend off." "Sounds good to me." They held each other tightly, and fell into a peaceful sleep. Little did they know what the next day would bring, but one thing was for certain, it would not be relaxing.
Well I finally got this done, 11 pages, wow, longest one yet! I've been working on it for a week. So sorry it took me so long. I'm sick, and not feeling the best. I have radiation sickness, it came from to much sun, I'm also a tad dehydrated. I was felt good yesterday, but today, I'm dragging. I'll be better in a week, I wish it was sooner than later. Next chapter is the rough one, I'll put a warning up before I write it up, so you'll see it before you read. Thank you all so much, I hope you like this, please read and review. :0)
Crystal*hugs*:0)