If you are reading my other story also, I do plan to finish it. I was goofing around with a few scene ideas that didn't work in that story which lead to this one. I hope you enjoy this new chapter.

Let me know what you think. More to come soon.

Chapter 2

The next morning Mac woke up and felt Dick wrapped around her. She would never have guessed he was the snuggle type, but felt nice to lie in his arms. After a few moments of reminiscing about the previous night, Mac moved out from under Dick's arm and started to move to the edge of the bed.

She quickly felt an arm wrap around her and pull her back down. Dick began kissing her should blade and moved his arm from her waist to rub the nipple of her breast. Mac let out a moan and then felt Dick smile against her skin. His hand dipped down and moved between her legs. Once he knew she was ready, he moved down a little to get in the right position and pushed himself into her opening.

Mac let out a loud moan as Dick continued to kiss her back and his hand moved back up to her breast. She knotted her hands in the sheets. Mac felt herself go over the edge and began to quake while she moaned his name into her pillow. Dick quickly finished after her while gripping her waist with his hand.

"Good morning." Dick placed a kiss on the back of her neck as he ran his hand over her hip and ass before giving her a light spank.

Mac was breathless. "It definitely is." She then stretched and moved to get out of bed. She grabbed Dick's shirt off the floor and put it on as she made her way out of the bedroom and giving him a coy look over her shoulder.

After Mac had gone into the bathroom and taken her pill, which was the reason she wanted to get up to begin with. She moved into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee.

Dick came into the kitchen in his boxer briefs. Mac smiled at him and took a moment to appreciate what the years of surfing had done for his physique. She turned around to pull two coffee mugs out of the cabinet and saw his hands land on the counter on either side of her. His lips traced a line from the base of her neck to her ear.

"I like the way you look in my shirt. A definite turn on."

Mac set the mugs on the counter and turned around to face him. She moved her fingers on the waistband of his underwear. "Good to know." She winked before sliding under his arm and going to the refrigerator. "How do you take your coffee?"

"Blonde with a dark past. Kind of like you."

She turned to look at him as she caught the quip about her hair. In high school she wore it in her natural dark color with colorful streaks, but in college added blonde highlights. A few years ago she cut it to her chin, before finally taking the leap and going completely short and adding more blonde highlights last year.

"Well you are in luck. I have half and half that I keep here for Veronica and Wallace." She pulled out the creamer and her almond milk.

"So, I'm guessing your still vegan." Dick gestured to the almond milk.

"Off and on. I kind of go between vegetarian and vegan because real cheese on pizza is hard to give up." Mac poured the coffee in the mugs, when she realized that Dick knew something about her. She turned to look at him. "How did you know I was vegan?"

Dick poured the cream in his coffee and took a sip. He was obviously avoiding looking at her.

"Dick?"

He looked down at her and brushed her hair to the side. "How do you think I know that?"

Cassidy went through her mind. He kept vegan snacks at their house back when they dated in high school. "Oh." She put some almond milk in her coffee and took a sip. "I make good blueberry pancakes if you interested. They are vegan, but you'd never know."

"I've never had someone make me breakfast the next morning."

Mac moved to pull a bowl down from her cabinet and collect the ingredients. "So I'm popping another one of your cherries today."

Dick's mouth dropped open. "You, Cindy Mackenzie, have a dirty mouth." He pulled her to him and placed a kiss on her lips. "It's kind of turning me on." He moved one of his hands to slide under the shirt and gripped her ass. "And still not wearing underwear." He gave her a quick slap on the backside.

"Be careful, I may like that."

Dick's mouth dropped open and Mac turned away to continue putting the breakfast together.

"So what are your plans today?" Dick was rubbing circles on the counter with his finger.

"Nothing really. I figured I would jump in the shower after breakfast and then have a lazy Sunday. You?"

"I think I'm going to follow you into the shower, then I'm free the rest of the day." Dick kissed the spot just below her ear.

"Who says your invited to my shower?" Mac bent down to pull a pan from the lower cabinet knowing the shirt would not fully cover her bent over.

Dick placed his hands on her hips and pressed himself against her back as she stood up. "Like you can keep me away."

The next morning Mac woke up to the sound of her alarm on her cell and her head resting on Dick's shoulder. She rolled away from him to silence the noise before sitting up and rubbing her hands over her face to wake up. She moved the sheets aside and placed her feet on the floor.

Dick groaned. "Where are you going?"

Mac stood up. "I have to get ready for work. It's what normal people do during the day." She went into the bathroom to turn on the shower and let it warm up before stepping in.

She was finally waking up under the running water when she heard the shower door open. Mac opened her eyes to see Dick standing before her. He pushed her back against the wall and pressed her hands above her head.

"You're going to make me late for work." Mac could see his eyes darken with desire and bit her lip.

Dick smirked. "I'm sure Ronnie will forgive you." He moved one hand to her leg and pulled it up around his hip before pushing into her.

Mac let out a gasp at the sudden feeling of him inside her. There was urgency in the way he moved. She took her free hand and balled it in his hair while giving a little pull. Dick dropped her other arm and then pulled her other leg up so she was wrapped around him. Mac dug the nails of her newly freed hand into his back as she moaned his name.

Dick moved one hand to grip her ass tightly, while he bit down on her shoulder. Mac scraped her nails across his back as she came around him with a loud moan, which Dick instantly followed.

He placed his forehead against the shower wall and panted in next to her ear. "Damn Mac."

Mac released her legs from around him but soon realized when she tried to stand on them that they were too shaky and quickly wrapped her arms around Dick's neck. He caught her with his hands on her waist.

"You okay?"

Since her face was already red, she was pretty sure he couldn't see her blush any more. "My legs don't seem to work."

Dick laughed. "Then I guess I did my job."

When they got back to her bedroom, Mac pulled on a pair of lace underwear and her black skinny jeans. She went to her closet and pulled out a black silk camisole with lace across the top that she slid on.

"No bra?" Dick was pulling on his wrinkled suit from the wedding.

Mac looked over her shoulder at Dick. "Nope. I like the way the silk feels." She went to her dresser and pulled out a pair of socks. When she looked up into the mirror she saw Dick standing behind her.

He stared into her eyes and pulled her back into him with one hand before taking the other and rubbing it across her top directly over her nipple. "It does feel nice." He noticed the small bruise forming on the top of her shoulder from where he bit her earlier. "Sorry about the bruise." He placed a kiss on top of it.

"I bet. Probably about as sorry as I am about the scratches." She sat down on the bed to put on her socks and boots. While she was lacing her boots Dick sat down next to her to put on his shoes. She leaned into him. "Just so you know. I'm not sorry for the scratches."

Dick laughed at her. "Good because I'm not sorry for the bruise."

She knocked her elbow against him. "So what do you do during the day?"

"I normally go surfing in the mornings, then I may go into the office if I feel like it. Most of the time I just work from home."

Mac whipped her head to look at him. "I didn't know you worked."

He looked over at her. "Not exactly. It's more of a hobby, I guess you could say."

"What is it?" Mac stood up and went to her closet where she pulled out a black faux leather jacket to put over her cami.

Dick stood up. "Nothing special. I also own PLT, which takes up some of my time."

"Phoenix Land Trust."

Dick nodded. "How did…?"

Mac walked towards the living room. "I set up the original website." Her phone started to ring.

"Hey Bond."

You okay Q?

"Yeah. I just got distracted and lost track of time. I'm leaving my apartment now." She grabbed her bag and Dick opened the door for her.

I was worried since you're over half an hour late.

"No need to worry. Do you need me to pick up coffee or anything?" She locked her door and followed Dick to the elevator.

Nope. I brought coffee and pastries for the wedding gossip.

Mac laughed. "I'll be there in a few minutes. Don't eat all the good ones. Getting on the elevator. Bye."

Bye.

"Wait. V?"

Yeah.

"Put down my cruller."

I wasn't…How did you know?

"Because I know you. See you in a few."

Mac hung up the phone and put it back in her bag.

Dick looked down at her with a goofy grin. "Told you she'd forgive you. So…" He looked away from Mac. "Are you planning on saying anything to Veronica?"

"I plan to say a lot to Veronica." Mac knew he wanted to know if she was going to tell her about him. "Such as how I'm banking on Madison's marriage lasting six months before she gets knocked up and about the drunken idiot who propositioned me at the wedding." She noticed he was fidgeting with the jacket in his hand. "But I was thinking of keeping quiet about us. Seeing as how if I tell Veronica, there is a good chance she may hunt you down and taser you in the balls."

"So our little secret?"

Mac smiled while continuing to look at the doors. "Don't sale yourself short. I wouldn't refer to you as little."

The elevator doors opened to the garage and Mac walked out followed by Dick. He came up behind her and pulled her back into him then lightly bit on her ear.

"You know it Ghost World."

Mac groaned as they got to the two spaces for her apartment that had her and Dick's cars in them. "I hate that name." She pulled away from him and went to her car with a little finger wave over her shoulder. "Bye Dick."

"Bye Cindy."

Mac got home from work the next day just after five and decided to go for a run. She hadn't heard from Dick since parting the day before, but debated about texting him about the tie he had left and was currently rolled up and sitting on her kitchen island counter.

After changing into a sports tank top and running shorts Mac headed out for a run. She walked a couple of blocks to the beach and began jogging down the sidewalk. Running could help her clear her head and the crazy thoughts she had been having since the past weekend with Dick.

Dick had been a constant thorn in her side back in high school and during freshman year at Hearst, but the man she spent two nights with wasn't the same person. She wondered if part of the reason she slept with Dick was because her biological father told her not to.

Mac had a connection with Lauren and Ellen Sinclair, but found Charles Sinclair to be controlling and demanding. She knew that a little part of her only had sex with Dick because she knew it would anger Charles. Known that she had used Dick in that way made her angry with herself.

But then she started to think about Dick. She had to admit to herself that she was very attracted to him and just the thought of him touching her turned her on. Her mind wondered to the sounds he made during sex and she had to stop her run in order to collect her breath. She realized that she must have been thinking too hard about him because she could almost hear him calling her name.

Mac removed the ear buds and realized that she was hearing him call her name. When she turned to her left, Dick was coming up from the beach in board shorts with a surfboard in his arms.

"Hey there Mackie!"

She was still trying to catch her breath and the sight of his bare chest was not making it easy. Mac gave him a little wave.

"You seem a little out of breathe. Is my sexiness affecting you?" Dick rubbed a hand over his chest.

Mac gave a small laugh. "Yes, that's exactly it. It has nothing to do with the fact I've been running."

Dick gave her a bright smile. "Just calling it like I see it." He motioned towards the parking lot. "I have a cooler in my truck, if you're interested in a water."

"That would be great. Thanks."

She followed him to his truck where he slid the board in and then pulled out a cooler with water and beer. He handed her a bottle of water, which Mac opened and took a sip of.

"So, I've been meaning to call." Dick ran his hand through his hair.

"Oh."

"But I've got a problem."

Mac laughed. "Only one problem."

He looked sheepishly at her. "In this case, there is only one problem and it's pretty big."

Mac raised and eyebrow.

"I forgot to get your phone number."

Mac pulled her phone out of the sleeve on her arm. She tapped a few buttons and then Dick's phone was ringing from where it was sitting in the truck. "Well now you have it."

Dick reached inside and pulled the phone out. "How do you have my number?" He quickly saved her number in his contacts.

"Logan." She took another swig of water.

"You asked Logan for my number. He didn't tell me that." Dick opened a bottle of water.

"Um. No. He gave it to me before his last deployment in case anything happened to Veronica. He said you would know how to contact him."

"Well that's not fair that he gave you mine and I didn't get yours." Dick straightened up and called over Mac. "Hey Dude! I picked up a dehydrated runner."

Logan was approaching the truck from the beach. "Hey Mac."

"Hello, Not Piz."

Logan rolled his eyes. "Dick can you hand me my phone? I need to make a quick call." After getting his phone Logan walked a little ways away for privacy.

Dick frowned down at Mac. "Why do you and Wallace call him that? It's mean."

"Well Wallace calls him that because he's still mad V and Piz broke up." She sipped her water avoiding his eyes. "But that's not what it means when I say it."

"Ok. Then why do you call him that?"

Mac took a breath. "Promise you won't tell him."

Dick raised an eyebrow.

"After the two weeks before he was deployed, Veronica and I had a girls' night. A very drunken girls' night. She told me some things about Logan and..." Mac turned to make sure Logan was still far enough away. "So, he can do this thing with his tongue." Mac gestured towards her mouth. "Veronica said that Piz was to vanilla to do anything that exciting. Wallace was already calling him Not Piz, so I started using it as a dirty joke by saying it after Wallace calls him that. It's actually a complement."

Dick busted out laughing so hard he had to lean against the truck. "No way!"

Mac was blushing. "Shut up Dick!" She slapped him in the arm. "Hush."

Logan walked back to the truck. "What's so funny?"

Dick stopped laughing. "She just told me why she calls you Not Piz."

"DICK!" Mac slapped his arm again. "You promised not to tell."

"No I didn't. He's my best buddy and this is too good." He put his hand on Logan's shoulder. "It's a dirty joke about you being better in the sex department than that other guy."

Mac covered her face in her hands. "Damn it Dick."

Logan started laughing. He pulled Mac into a hug. "Ah sweet innocent Mackie. Did Dick embarrass you?"

Dick started laughing again. "I don't think she's that innocent anymore."

Mac pulled away from Logan. "You two suck. I'm going back to my run now. Thanks for the water." She pointed at Dick. "Prick."