Discovering...Love?

"Yup, definitely spaghetti," I say aloud. I sit up in bed and find that Bran, Hawkeye, and Flash are laying around me, seemingly awaiting for me to wake up. Upon seeing me sit up Flash gets up and licks my face.


"Thanks Flash,"I say giggling. He calms down and my dogs look at me, patiently waiting for me to move.


"You guys are the best, you know that? You all did awesome this week," I say petting each one of them, "Thanks for being there with me."


Then I think back to my little explosion before, how Sidney just stood there and let me yell at him, let me get everything out, then comforted me. Maybe he could be there for me, I couldn't not have him there anymore, that would hurt just as much as losing him.

'I need him in my life, for good,' I think to myself.

I get up to go down stairs, finding that my muscles aren't screaming at me like they were. They are definitely yelling at me, but they aren't trying to stop me from moving like before. 'I need to tell him,' I think. I happen to walk past the mirror and groan in horror. I am a mess. My face is all puffy from crying, and my hair is a tangled mess. I need another shower. I quickly hop into the shower yet again, getting my hair so that I can at least run a brush through it. I jump back out, wrapping myself in a towel, I go into to Sid's room to look in his drawers for clothes. I pull out a new pair of boxers and a Reebok t-shirt. However, before I can change there is a knock on the door. It carefully opens and Sidney walks in carrying a tray with food on it.


"Hey," I smile.


"Hey, you're up," he smiles shyly, his eyes traveling the length of my body.


"Yeah, whatcha got there?"


"Umm..." he says staring at me,"Spaghetti."


"Mmm... my favorite," I say licking my lips, having fun teasing him. Sure enough his eyes move to my lips, and then back down my body, making me warm up under his gaze. I laugh as he coughs and puts the tray down on the dresser. "Are the dogs outside?"



"Yeah, I just let them out. I've got a pretty big yard, plus they're your dogs so they should be fine,"He says not looking at me.


"Look Sid, I'm really sorry I exploded at you before. I didn't want everything to come out, it just kinda did," I say avoiding his gaze feeling him look up at me.


"It's okay, I want you to know that I'll be there for you. You don't have to be on your own. I know I've hurt you before, but I'm not going to make that mistake again,"He says stepping close to me and cupping my face in his hands.


"Sidney, I'm sorry. And I do," I say looking into his hazel eyes, that are turning into a warm Carmel color. God I loved those eyes, you could see the flecks of gold in them and they sometimes change colors, showing his mood.


"You do, what?" He says glancing down at my mouth with a smile, knowing exactly what I mean, but making me say it anyway.


"I love you, Sidney," I breath.

"Now was that really so hard?" he growls before his mouth crashes down on mine, causing an explosion.


It's not like the sweet gentle kiss that we had under the mistletoe, oh no, this was hot, greedy, and hungry. His lips bruise mine in a mind blowing kiss. His tongue stabs into my mouth wrestling with my own tongue, I nip at his tongue as his hands find the fold in my towel. His hands pushes it aside and it falls to the floor. His mouth hot and insistent on mine as his hands move around my body, I ache for him to touch me. In one fluid movement he lifts my hips and sets me on the low dresser, next to the food, without breaking the kiss. I find the hem of his t-shirt and break the kiss to pull it over his head, both of us breathing heavily.

Instead of him finding my mouth again he kisses my neck and down my collar bone as he runs his palms over my aching breasts. His lips lower and kiss the under side of my breast before his hot mouth clamps down on my taunt nipple. Arching my back to give him better access, I thread my fingers through his dark curly hair and let out a low moan of pleasure. Who knew that he could be so rough... not that I was complaining.

Bringing his mouth up to mine again, he steps between my thighs and I wind my legs around his slim hips, and he lifts me off the dresser. Still wrapped around him, I grind my hips into him impatiently, feeling how wet I am against his rock hard abs he groans aloud. His hands travel up my legs, I groan into his mouth in anticipation, waiting for him to touch me, his big hands to cup me, and those big fingers to find just the right spot to drive me over the edge. But then his hand hits the dark purple bruise on my leg, and I yelp in pain. It's then I realize how much my muscles are screaming at me. My legs aching and my arms feel as though they could fall off at any moment.


"Are you okay?" he asks concern evident in his husky voice. One minute he is a rough, wild man giving into his passion and needs, then as though my yelp brought him back to reality, he becomes his sweet, sensitive self. I open my eyes to find him gazing at me, his eyes lusty and feverish, but still full of worry.


"Yeah, I'm fine," I lie, not wanting for this to end, I lean in to kiss him.

But he backs away,"No, you're not. We need to stop, before I can't."


"You can't stop now! I'll be fine."


"Yeah, when you're not thinking about it. But if I do what I want with you, you'll wake up unable to move,"he grins devilishly.


"You can't just stop something you've started," I say pouting, giving him the puppy dog look.


"Sorry, you'll have to wait until you're all better," he grins.


"Is that a promise," I purr seductively, digging my fingertips slightly into his shoulders.


"Most definitely," he chuckles before gently kissing my lips. I take the opportunity to make it a little bit more, and before he realizes it my tongue is exploring his mouth. He groans as his hands move down my bare back and onto my hips, pushing me into him, allowing me to feel exactly what I am doing to him. My hands come up from his broad shoulders and I play with the hair curling at the back of his neck. Suddenly, something snaps him back and he breaks away.


"Damn, you're good,"he groans,"I'm going to have to take about a dozen cold showers now."


"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself," I wink.


"Come on, we need to stop, I don't want to hurt you even more,"he groans.


"Oh, alright. But you owe me big time, Crosby. It's damn hard to stop something once you get started," I grumble.


"Don't I know it," he sighs under his breath.

Slowly, I untangle my legs and slide down his body, partly because I don't want this to end, and partly because I'm so incredibly stiff I can't move any faster. He groans as I slide down him and as soon as I'm on the floor he steps away. Then it kinda hits me, after all I haven't eaten in over 24 hours.


"So, you mentioned Spaghetti?" I ask pulling on some clothes.