"And what does this tattoo represent?" Kelly asked peering up at Randy. She stood between his legs, while he was seated on the edge of his bed. Kelly was in nothing more than her pink and black lacy bra and panties, and Randy had on his sweats. She had asked him pretty much about all his tattoos by now and he was getting frustrated that he was going nowhere with her. He sighed and snaked his arm around her bare skin and kissed her neck.

"Can we stop with this?" he asked murmuring against her neck. Kelly giggled and placed her hands on either side of his biceps. She could feel his soft lips gently graze her skin. Letting out a sigh she took a step back from him, making his arms drop to the side. He pouted and Kelly laughed again.

"Am I coming to your house tomorrow?" she asked.

Randy nodded and grabbed her hand pulling her towards him again. "Of course baby, let me just give you a goodtime right now," he rasped before placing his lips on her neck again. He gently wrapped his arms around her and picked her up as he laid her down on the bed. Randy crawled over her small body and laid kisses on her stomach before moving all the way up to her lips. Kelly's hands slid down his neck to his chest, her fingers tracing his abs. "I'm sorry it took me this long to make you mine," he whispered.

At that exact moment Kelly felt like she was going to cry. She had never heard those words escape anyone's lips. The one person she never expected to say this had finally said it. She swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. She arched her back, allowing Randy to unhook her bra. In one swift movement he had it undone, and placed it to the side. He stared at Kelly, making her blush uncontrollably. "You're beautiful," he said softly. Kelly reached up and kissed him as he slid down his sweats and also pulled down her panties. He was already hard from the little show Kelly put on for him earlier. Without breaking the intensity of the kiss he slowly pushed himself into her. Kelly pulled away and gasped against his mouth. Her cheek rested next to Randy's as he moved inside her. His movements were first slow and gently but soon it because fast. He groaned, pushing into her roughly. Kelly dug her fingernails in his back and let out a faltered breath. Her legs were firmly wrapped around his waist, and she began to kiss him again. Randy moved her blonde hair away from her face, kissing her back. Their bodies felt heavy and covered in a thin layer of sweat. But everything felt perfect.

Randy placed the palm of his hands on each side of the bed and slowly pulled out of her. He remained in that position, trying to steady his breathing, before he grabbed the duvet and plopped down beside Kelly.

Kelly stared at the ceiling and closed her eyes slowly when she felt his fingertips move gently down her arm. "That felt perfect," she whispered. Randy smiled weakly and brought her fingertips to his lips as he began to kiss it. She turned her head to look at him. "I've never felt so happy," she said.

"There's more to come, babe," he said kissing her forehead before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close to him. Kelly cuddled against him and inhaled his sweet scent. She felt perfect being here with him right now. She was wrong to think they would never work out. She smiled to herself before closing her eyes slowly.

Shawn sat in the small office waiting for the one woman he has been waiting for, for a long time. He heard the sounds of heels clicking, and suddenly he straightened his posture. What would his mother think of him when she meets him for the first time in 22 years? The door opened revealing a woman who looked like she was in her late 40's. Her dark brown hair with faints of white was pulled back into a bun. She looked at Shawn confused, and started to walk to her chair. Taking a seat she finally took in all of Shawn. He looked quite familiar but she couldn't put her finger on it. "Sorry, who are you?" she asked.

Shawn felt his stomach churn. He hated having to introduce himself to his own mother. He started to laugh to himself only making the woman look at him in dismay. Shawn stopped laughing and stared at her. "Did you happen to have 2 kids, twenty-two years ago?" he asked her.

The woman's eyes went wide and Shawn understood where he inherited the green eyes. He shook his head sadly and looked down. She pushed her chair back and stood up. "Who are you? What do you want?" her words came out sharply.

Shawn squinted and looked at her disgusted. He's never met a woman who could just abandon her own children. "I'm your son" he hissed.

The woman gasped and shook her head forcefully. "Shut up and get out of my office," she said pointing to the door. She didn't want to believe after all these years her son came to see her.

"Mom-

"Don't you call me that! I don't know who you are. After all you could be some homeless person coming in and trying to steal my money," she said eyeing Shawn in a suspicious manner.

Shawn scoffed and looked down at what he was wearing. "Yeah, I'm definitely homeless" he said sarcastically. His eyes fell to her name plate on her desk and his mouth lightly dropped. His mother's maiden name was Scottfield. Her full name is Elizabeth Scottfield. Now Shawn was looking at Elizabeth Trance. He couldn't believe it. "I understand," he said pointing to her name. Elizabeth closed her eyes shut and with that Shawn left the room.

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