Pillow Talk, Chapter 1: Aftermath
A short addendum to our story, Ho'olilo
by Cokie
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Author's Notes: After Sam and I wrote Ho'olilo, we got some very nice reviews from readers. One in particular was from Catarina who mentioned that she thought Steve and Catherine must have had several 'pillow talks' over things such as leaving the Navy.
It hit me that "Pillow Talk" would be a great title for a series of short stories. Just little tidbits that really don't fit anywhere else. There's not a lot of plot, but I hope you enjoy these. We have a few already written, but they may be posted at random times.
If there is a title you would like to see… drop us a note! … Cokie
Author's Notes: You know Cokie was gracious enough to let me contribute to this series. Really she is a master at this kind of story writing. She cranks them out like you wouldn't believe it. :-) Some of these stories will have whump in them, more or less serious, some of them are just some silly random thoughts. But as Cokie said, I hope you will enjoy them. … Sam
p.s... And all of the others are longer than this one... promise! Cokie
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Steve rinsed his mouth and dropped his toothbrush into the cup on the sink. He tossed the white towel back on the rack and entered the bedroom to find Catherine already in bed, flipping through a magazine.
He sat on the bed and took the magazine, tossing it on the floor.
"Hey!" she yelped and looked up at the grin on his face.
"You were just flipping through the pages, not reading it," he told her. "You didn't look too interested." He pushed back the sheet and crawled into bed beside her. "You can read it tomorrow."
She scooted closer and laid her hand on his bare chest. "Did you have something planned other than reading?" she asked, leaning down to kiss his shoulder.
"Hmm…" He rolled onto his side and propped his head on his palm. "Possibly," he grinned. "So, you had a busy day, didn't you?"
Catherine mimicked his pose, turning to face him. "It was good. I'm so glad I went to meet Mrs. Marx. She is a nice person and I think we kind of clicked. She's worried about her husband but knows that he will finally get the help he needs."
"And I'm sure the boys devoured the cookies," Steve added.
"They did. Aren't you glad I saved you a couple?"
"Absolutely. That was very thoughtful of you," he told her, leaning over to kiss her forehead.
"Doing something for someone else feels good," she said. "And it got me out of my funk for today."
"Things will begin to come together soon," Steve promised. "It just takes some time. And patience."
"I know. My job is out there… I just have to wait to find it. And speaking of time…"
"Yeah?"
"It's wasting," she told him with a wicked grin. She pushed his shoulder, rolling with him when he fell back on the bed. "And we shouldn't waste any more."
His smile said everything. No more words were needed.