Chapter 2

A/N...it seems some would like to read more of this story…..a big shout out to my Beta, T-Rahz for helping out…DISCLAIMER : I own nothing, nada, not a dang thing.

Charles, really? I have to go...no...I am picking her up at the train station in….two hours," Helena looked at her pocket watch, she had preferred it to the modern wrist watches that most wear, it had a certain appeal to her.

"No...I will not. Really brother. You need to stop trying to live your life vicariously through mine. Yes, as I said, she is American...yes...Myka...no...M.Y.K.A.

"Not as in the Biblical book...that was a man's name….well if you did not sleep through church, you would know this." Running a hand through her black, silken hair, a slight wrinkle formed on her brow.

"I know it was just two days of ...fun...but...we did talk to each other...her family owns a bookstore in Colorado Springs….I do not know...yes, I suppose, we really did not get into that many details...I am not sure if her parents know, it is not any of …."

Leaning back into her chair, pushing the blueprints away from her as she stood up and began pacing around the jobsite trailer, her make-shift office on the job site, her resolve starting to fade with the setting sun.

"Look Charles, as much fun as this phone call has been...yes...I would put it up there with as much fun as a root canal…"

"Yes, as I said before, she is a profiler with the FBI….yes dear brother; we are both American government whores….do you think I was looking for this? A long distance...whatever this is..."

Waving her hand up in the air, still pacing up and down the trailer "No, I KNOW...two days of bliss does not constitute a love affair. Did I use the 'L' word?"

"Charles, my dear brother, I need to hang up now, I am done with this banter...yes. YES...I do need to go pick up my 'booty call'...there, are you happy that I said it?"

Helena paced up and down the deserted platform, looking up the at the screen and then to her pocket watch...the train was running 30 minutes late...'how the hell can a stray cow on the tracks delay a whole system?' she thought to herself. 'Hmmm...Maybe a nice steak dinner was in order...'

Green eyes met brown as the younger woman stepped down from the train, running a hand through a mass of curls. Myka sighed, her shoulders slumping as she made her way to outstretched arms.

Basking in the warmth of their embrace, the profiler sighed into the older woman's neck, pulling her head to meet those brown eyes, "I am in need of a seriously strong drink." Helena smiled softly at the younger woman. "Tell me, Love, why on God's green earth did you choose the train instead of an Aerojet plane?" planting a kiss on the sweet spot below Myka's ear.

The younger woman, exhausted from the long ride and the lack of food, mixed with the familiar scent of her lover's sweet perfume - all of it dissolving her proper etiquette, she pushed the older woman into a nearby pillar, pressing her body into her new lover's lithe form.

As Myka's lips sucked, then kissed away the sting of teeth, "Helena, I can't…" tugged at the older woman's belt, a clack of metal against concrete as the buckle hit the ground.

Fingers fumbled at those damn button fly jeans, "Baby, you really should look into zippers," Myka panted out into Helena's ear as she fumbled with the offending blue jeans.

"Anything you wish, darling," the older woman moaned into Myka's ear, her head bending down to suck and kiss that sweet spot where neck met shoulder. Helena could get lost with the feel of that sweet flesh between her lips.

Helena's head hit the back of the pillar as Myka slid her hand down between the waistband of her jeans and panties; lace and silk raking against the back of Myka's hand.

The younger woman grunted as her fingers slipped into hot, moist flesh, pushing her pelvis into her hand, kissing and sucking at the older woman's neck. "God baby, do you know how hot I am from that damn train ride?" With every word, thrusting harder into the older woman.

"Show me, love," the older woman said, grabbing the profiler's wrist, thrusting her hips further into Myka's.

Helena's breathing became more ragged, her hips undulating in a wanton rhythm. Myka's lips sucked harder with each thrust, mumbling into her neck, "I missed you so much."

Helena's eyes started to roll back in her head, her knees buckling from the blinding rush of pleasure overcoming her body.

A throat cleared from the other side of the pillar. Myka jumped away from Helena.

"The next train is due in two minutes...you girls might want to take this somewhere else," the stranger's calm voice warned.

Both women were flushed from their tryst and the embarrassment of being caught. They quickly gathered their things and bolted for the exit, purposefully avoiding the stranger on the other side.