Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Secret No More ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: DefiantVixen 
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.20.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 186 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.20.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 186 | Status: Work In Progress
Secret No More
Summary: With Tracey a female in hiding, and now his girlfriend, Gary has a hard time keeping his hands off her with his grandfather away...but then Ash and Co just had to pay a visit. When will they leave?
Pairings: Gary/Tracey
Disclaimer: I don’t own the series Pokemon or any character associated.
Warnings: Tracey is portrayed as female in gender in this story. Yes, I know he’s a guy, and yes there have been episodes where Tracey had been shirtless, let’s just pretend that never happened for the sake of it, ok?
AN: I hope you will enjoy reading chapter two. Any comments and suggestions will be held in high regard. Thank you.
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Looking at the three new comers, all of them wearing smiles of endearment, Gary slumped his posture forward, an irritated twitch taking hold of his eyebrow. Ash had changed little over the years, yet had grown taller and more muscular, yet cannot compete with Gary and his sudden growth spurt. Gary promised himself to rub it in his friend-rival’s face some time during the evening...if he didn’t throw them all out first.
Behind the raven-haired male was Misty, the same tomboy she had always been, but she had grown into quite a beautiful young lady, her chest filling out nicely and was now a few inches shorter than Ash instead of the other way ‘round. She still had her...er...passionate temperament, though. She also had a killer right hook, one Gary had always managed to avoid by the skin of his teeth.
And then there was Brock, still the same woman-chasing, mother-hen, understand big brother figure. He too had grown a bit taller, taller than Gary himself, much to his annoyance. Even though he was still chasing the ladies, he had become a bit more controlled, for lack of a better word. He still worships the ground they walk on, but he does it in a more charming manner. Hasn’t done him any favours, though.
“Hey Gary!” Ash greeted as Pikachu, who was on its usual spot on his shoulder, made a noise of greeting as well. “Long time no see.”
“What the hell are you doing here?” Gary asked harshly as he was not exactly happy that they were here.
“What kind of greeting was that?” Misty asked with a scowl on her face and planted her hands on her hips as Ash gave him a look of surprise. “We just came by to visit. Is there anything wrong with that?”
Gary found numerous things wrong with that. For starters, they were ruining his alone time with Tracey. He hardly had the chance spend ‘alone’ time with her as his grandfather, despite his old age, had hearing like Maril and can pick up the slightest bit of noise miles away.
Besides, he deserved that alone time with Tracey! He had been waiting all day for her to finish those reports. He was a male teenager living with a beautiful female who was his girlfriend, his grandfather was away and it was just the two of them alone together in the labs.
It doesn’t take a genius to work out how he wanted to spend his time with Tracey.
“Who is it, Gary?”
Gary pulled himself out of his thoughts of self pity to glance up just in time to watch his girlfriend emerge from one of the many labs. Gary breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that she was clutching a clipboard to her chest. He couldn’t care less if the gang here found out Tracey’s true gender; he just didn’t want them to gawk at her chest.
They were for his eyes only.
“Ah, Tracey!” Ash called out with a bright smile on his face, seemingly ecstatic at seeing an old friend.
“Ash?” Tracey said with surprise written across her face and she subconsciously clutched the clipboard closer to her chest. A small smile appeared quickly on her face and she quickly jogged over to them. “Brock and Misty are here as well.”
“Hey there, Tracey,” Misty greeted. “How have you been?”
“Hey, long time no see,” Brock said as he gave a small wave.
“Don’t just stand there, Gary,” Tracey said as she approached the small group. “Let them in. It’s nice to have some company.”
Gary grumbled under his breath something about already having enough company but complied with his girlfriend’s request by holding the door open for everyone to enter. They immediately approached Tracey, asking her questions about what she’s been up with her time. Tracey regarded the group of intruders with a warm smile and a soft look, happy in the knowledge that her friends are safe after their journey.
“Why don’t you wait in the sitting room?” Tracey asked as she pointed down the hall to the first door on the right, under the stairs. “I need to file this report; I’ll only be a minute.”
“Sure, it’ll be great to be able to put the good old feet up for a while,” Ash said with a grin as he lead the way, Misty and Brock close behind.
Gary waited for them to disappear from his sight before he turned to Tracey and gave her a very pained look. “Can’t we just tell them to leave?” he asked, eager to get back to what they were doing before they arrived.
A light blush appeared on Tracey’s cheeks but she shook her head in the negative. “They get suspicious if we do,” she replied. “Besides, I’m sure it’s only for a few hours. I haven’t seen them in ages, so it’s nice that they decided to drop by.”
“A few hours?” Gary repeated with an undeniable whine in his voice as he slumped his posture forward again, seemingly sulking. He didn’t know if he could last that long...
He followed Tracey as she moved to put the clipboard away, finally pulling it away from her chest. As she did so, she pulled up the zipper of her top to her collar bone, successfully hiding her bust under the thick material. Watching her do that only made him want to pull it down again and kiss her senseless but a trio of laughter brought him back to the present, reminding him of their company.
“Let’s go,” Tracey said as she grabbed his arm and had to practically drag him toward the sitting room. “Do try to be at least a little bit civil with them, ok?”
“I make no promises,” he muttered as he shoved his hands into his trouser’s pockets and slinked into the room after Tracey. Immediately, three faces greeted them, stopping in the middle of their conversation.
As Tracey moved in to sit down, Gary noticed with a jealous bristle that Brock seemed to be studying her movements, paying real close attention and he curled his hands that were still shoved into his pockets into fists, the nails biting into his palms.
He better not be checking her out her inwardly hissed as he quickly moved to take a seat next to Tracey on the couch.
“You look different,” Brock suddenly commented and Tracey stiffened in her seat, Gary scowling darkly next to her.
“Er, different?” she asked as she tilted her head to the side with a questioning look on her face.
“Yes,” Brock said as he placed his hand on his chin in a contemplative pose, seemingly studying her again. “There seems to be something a bit...softer about you.
Brock’s sudden statement caused both Ash and Misty to look at her with studying gazes as well, causing her to sink back into her seat, her hand touching the zipper of her shirt and her cheeks flushed to a pretty pink as she tried to think of a way to ward off Brock’s suspicion. Gary was a split second away from demanding Brock to mind his own business and stopping gawking at her when Tracey managed to stutter a quick reply.
“It must be the new outfit,” she said with a shaky grin.
Brock continued to study her for a moment before he nodded his head sharply, seemingly happy with the conclusion. “Must be,” he said as he smiled good naturedly at her. “It suits you.”
The blush on Tracey’s cheeks darkened at the compliment and she gave him a shy smile. “Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Ash piped up. “I had no idea you were this thin, Tracey. Er, no offense, but your other clothes were really big and baggy on you.”
An understanding look appeared on Tracey’s face as she had a few people mistaken her for being larger in body mass then she really is. Some callous people even called her fat, but because of her current circumstances –girl dressed as a guy- she really didn’t want to dress in anything that was clingy. She didn’t have the best self body image, but thanks to Gary, she was becoming a bit more confident.
“I just feel more comfortable in larger clothes, that’s all,” she said with a shrug.
“Have you been eating enough?” Brock suddenly asked, easily falling into big brother mode. “Working in the lab all day must be hard work.”
Tracey was evidentially touched by his concern. “I must admit the work is hard, but it’s very rewarding, so I don’t mind. Don’t worry, I always make sure that we have something to eat at least three times a day.”
“That’s good,” Misty said as she gave her a smile and a friendly wink. “We can’t afford to have you wasting away on us.”
“I guess not,” Tracey said as she laughed into her hand, her companions joining her.
Gary, however, couldn’t help but feel they were all somehow flirting with her as he tried to ignore the voice of reason in his head telling them that they were only being friendly. Either way, he had to soothe his manly ego by reminding himself that Tracey belonged to him. And he had the perfect way in mind...
Tracey suddenly gave a cute little squeak of surprise, her eyes widening a fraction, once again her cheeks an attractive shade of pink. Everyone immediately looked in her direction, seemingly surprised by the suddenly noise. She coughed a little, trying to quell down the flush on her cheeks while Gary tried to hide the smug smirk that threaten to break out.
“Are you alright, Tracey?” Ash asked with a concerned yet confused look etched onto his face. On his shoulder, Pikachu too looked confused, its heading tilting to the side in silent question.
“Pika?”
“I’m fine,” Tracey quickly reassured with a shaky smile on her lips. “I just...bumped my toe on the table leg, that’s all.”
While Misty and Brock looked sceptical, Ash’s expression brightened into a grin. “I do that a lot as well; tree roots, large stones, you name it. It hurts, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, it can,” Tracey agrees, inwardly grateful that despite growing taller and more mature, he’s still a little naive to some situations. He rarely gets embarrassed and he rarely understood when others get embarrassed.
Gary continued to grin to himself, his hand already making its journey back to her tender thigh, the same one he just squeezed that cause Tracey’s reaction. However, had to abruptly pull his hand back and chomped onto the inside of his cheek when Tracey suddenly took to her feet, her closest foot ‘accidentally’ stepping heavily on his foot. His posture tensed and he released a low groan of discomfort from the back of his throat. It came out as a low growl, his lips pressed into a thin line as he squeezed his eyes shut from the pain, his eyebrow once again twitching above his right eye.
“Would anyone like anything to drink?” Tracey asked, the ever gracious hostess. Sometimes, she was too polite for her own good. But that was one of the reasons Gary found her so attractive. “What about some cookies?”
A chorus of positive responses greet Tracey and she nods her head, chuckling softly at their enthusiasm. “Alright, I’ll be right back.”
As she turned to move into the kitchen, Gary suddenly sprung to his feet, momentarily blocking her way. “I’ll give you a hand,” he offered, yet it didn’t sound like a gracious request to be some assistant and left no room for argument.
Before Tracey had a chance to say anything, Gary grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her into the kitchen, ignoring the looks of surprise that had found their way onto their guests’ faces.
As soon as they stepped into the secluded sanctuary of the kitchen, Gary turned around and tugged on Tracey’s wrist, successfully causing her to fall flush against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips against her when she lifted her head up to question him about his sudden behaviour. Tracey made a noise of surprise, but it didn’t take long for her body to completely submit to the passionate kiss and with little coaxing on Gary’s behalf, she parted her lips and allowed him entrance into her mouth, where he immediately made her forget just about everything going on around her.
Gary grinned into the kiss as he snaked one hand into her forest green hair, the other resting in the curl of her back, pressing their bodies together. He wasn’t sure why, but there was something utterly irresistible about Tracey tonight, maybe it was the smell of her new shampoo, or the way she appeared happy catering to their guests needs. He has always had a hard time keeping himself away from her, but tonight was exceptionally hard.
Either way, he wanted her so badly.
And it appeared that Gary wasn’t the only one struggling with their need for touch. Tracey returned the kiss with all she had, melting swiftly into Gary’s embrace. She had as of yet been unable to find out how or why her senses fail her the moment Gary pulled her into his arms. Whenever he touched her, it was like all thoughts would flee and she would just melt into his touch. It didn’t matter where they were, or what mood she was in, all it took was one touch from her handsome boyfriend to make her forget everything.
“Gary...stop...” Tracey gasped as she tried to push herself out of Gary’ arms. “The others...”
“Let’s tell them to leave,” Gary mumbled as he nuzzled his nose into her hair, taking a deep breath.
“We can’t do that,” she replied as her hand grasped into Gary’s shoulders and she shook her head as if to clear it from the passionate haze Gary was causing – it was not easy, though.
“It would be rude,” she continued to try and put reason back into their lives, but she released a small noise when Gary suddenly placed his hand on the delicate curl of her butt.
“I’m always rude,” Gary sniggered, knowing that if he played his cards just right, Tracey will be putty in his hands.
However, Tracey sighed and placed a gentle finger against his lips and shook her head. “I’m not. Gary, please, they’re my friends, and it has been so long since I’ve spoken to them like this. Can I have at least a few hours with them? Please?”
Gary’s posture slumped again and his eyebrow twitched as Tracey stared up at him with her expressive raven eyes that were shimmering and pleading. He could never so no to her when she looked at him like that. “Fine...” he huffed. “But they’re not staying the night.”
“Thank you,” Tracey said as she smiled and leaned up on her toes to place a quick kiss of appreciation on his lips. “I love you and I promise after they leave I’m all yours, ok?”
“Deal.” A wicked grin slipped across Gary’s lips as he watched Tracey busy herself in the kitchen, watching with hungry eyes as she reached up to grab several tea cups, exposing the skin on her back as she did so.
Hopefully he won’t have to wait that long.
Summary: With Tracey a female in hiding, and now his girlfriend, Gary has a hard time keeping his hands off her with his grandfather away...but then Ash and Co just had to pay a visit. When will they leave?
Pairings: Gary/Tracey
Disclaimer: I don’t own the series Pokemon or any character associated.
Warnings: Tracey is portrayed as female in gender in this story. Yes, I know he’s a guy, and yes there have been episodes where Tracey had been shirtless, let’s just pretend that never happened for the sake of it, ok?
AN: I hope you will enjoy reading chapter two. Any comments and suggestions will be held in high regard. Thank you.
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Looking at the three new comers, all of them wearing smiles of endearment, Gary slumped his posture forward, an irritated twitch taking hold of his eyebrow. Ash had changed little over the years, yet had grown taller and more muscular, yet cannot compete with Gary and his sudden growth spurt. Gary promised himself to rub it in his friend-rival’s face some time during the evening...if he didn’t throw them all out first.
Behind the raven-haired male was Misty, the same tomboy she had always been, but she had grown into quite a beautiful young lady, her chest filling out nicely and was now a few inches shorter than Ash instead of the other way ‘round. She still had her...er...passionate temperament, though. She also had a killer right hook, one Gary had always managed to avoid by the skin of his teeth.
And then there was Brock, still the same woman-chasing, mother-hen, understand big brother figure. He too had grown a bit taller, taller than Gary himself, much to his annoyance. Even though he was still chasing the ladies, he had become a bit more controlled, for lack of a better word. He still worships the ground they walk on, but he does it in a more charming manner. Hasn’t done him any favours, though.
“Hey Gary!” Ash greeted as Pikachu, who was on its usual spot on his shoulder, made a noise of greeting as well. “Long time no see.”
“What the hell are you doing here?” Gary asked harshly as he was not exactly happy that they were here.
“What kind of greeting was that?” Misty asked with a scowl on her face and planted her hands on her hips as Ash gave him a look of surprise. “We just came by to visit. Is there anything wrong with that?”
Gary found numerous things wrong with that. For starters, they were ruining his alone time with Tracey. He hardly had the chance spend ‘alone’ time with her as his grandfather, despite his old age, had hearing like Maril and can pick up the slightest bit of noise miles away.
Besides, he deserved that alone time with Tracey! He had been waiting all day for her to finish those reports. He was a male teenager living with a beautiful female who was his girlfriend, his grandfather was away and it was just the two of them alone together in the labs.
It doesn’t take a genius to work out how he wanted to spend his time with Tracey.
“Who is it, Gary?”
Gary pulled himself out of his thoughts of self pity to glance up just in time to watch his girlfriend emerge from one of the many labs. Gary breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that she was clutching a clipboard to her chest. He couldn’t care less if the gang here found out Tracey’s true gender; he just didn’t want them to gawk at her chest.
They were for his eyes only.
“Ah, Tracey!” Ash called out with a bright smile on his face, seemingly ecstatic at seeing an old friend.
“Ash?” Tracey said with surprise written across her face and she subconsciously clutched the clipboard closer to her chest. A small smile appeared quickly on her face and she quickly jogged over to them. “Brock and Misty are here as well.”
“Hey there, Tracey,” Misty greeted. “How have you been?”
“Hey, long time no see,” Brock said as he gave a small wave.
“Don’t just stand there, Gary,” Tracey said as she approached the small group. “Let them in. It’s nice to have some company.”
Gary grumbled under his breath something about already having enough company but complied with his girlfriend’s request by holding the door open for everyone to enter. They immediately approached Tracey, asking her questions about what she’s been up with her time. Tracey regarded the group of intruders with a warm smile and a soft look, happy in the knowledge that her friends are safe after their journey.
“Why don’t you wait in the sitting room?” Tracey asked as she pointed down the hall to the first door on the right, under the stairs. “I need to file this report; I’ll only be a minute.”
“Sure, it’ll be great to be able to put the good old feet up for a while,” Ash said with a grin as he lead the way, Misty and Brock close behind.
Gary waited for them to disappear from his sight before he turned to Tracey and gave her a very pained look. “Can’t we just tell them to leave?” he asked, eager to get back to what they were doing before they arrived.
A light blush appeared on Tracey’s cheeks but she shook her head in the negative. “They get suspicious if we do,” she replied. “Besides, I’m sure it’s only for a few hours. I haven’t seen them in ages, so it’s nice that they decided to drop by.”
“A few hours?” Gary repeated with an undeniable whine in his voice as he slumped his posture forward again, seemingly sulking. He didn’t know if he could last that long...
He followed Tracey as she moved to put the clipboard away, finally pulling it away from her chest. As she did so, she pulled up the zipper of her top to her collar bone, successfully hiding her bust under the thick material. Watching her do that only made him want to pull it down again and kiss her senseless but a trio of laughter brought him back to the present, reminding him of their company.
“Let’s go,” Tracey said as she grabbed his arm and had to practically drag him toward the sitting room. “Do try to be at least a little bit civil with them, ok?”
“I make no promises,” he muttered as he shoved his hands into his trouser’s pockets and slinked into the room after Tracey. Immediately, three faces greeted them, stopping in the middle of their conversation.
As Tracey moved in to sit down, Gary noticed with a jealous bristle that Brock seemed to be studying her movements, paying real close attention and he curled his hands that were still shoved into his pockets into fists, the nails biting into his palms.
He better not be checking her out her inwardly hissed as he quickly moved to take a seat next to Tracey on the couch.
“You look different,” Brock suddenly commented and Tracey stiffened in her seat, Gary scowling darkly next to her.
“Er, different?” she asked as she tilted her head to the side with a questioning look on her face.
“Yes,” Brock said as he placed his hand on his chin in a contemplative pose, seemingly studying her again. “There seems to be something a bit...softer about you.
Brock’s sudden statement caused both Ash and Misty to look at her with studying gazes as well, causing her to sink back into her seat, her hand touching the zipper of her shirt and her cheeks flushed to a pretty pink as she tried to think of a way to ward off Brock’s suspicion. Gary was a split second away from demanding Brock to mind his own business and stopping gawking at her when Tracey managed to stutter a quick reply.
“It must be the new outfit,” she said with a shaky grin.
Brock continued to study her for a moment before he nodded his head sharply, seemingly happy with the conclusion. “Must be,” he said as he smiled good naturedly at her. “It suits you.”
The blush on Tracey’s cheeks darkened at the compliment and she gave him a shy smile. “Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Ash piped up. “I had no idea you were this thin, Tracey. Er, no offense, but your other clothes were really big and baggy on you.”
An understanding look appeared on Tracey’s face as she had a few people mistaken her for being larger in body mass then she really is. Some callous people even called her fat, but because of her current circumstances –girl dressed as a guy- she really didn’t want to dress in anything that was clingy. She didn’t have the best self body image, but thanks to Gary, she was becoming a bit more confident.
“I just feel more comfortable in larger clothes, that’s all,” she said with a shrug.
“Have you been eating enough?” Brock suddenly asked, easily falling into big brother mode. “Working in the lab all day must be hard work.”
Tracey was evidentially touched by his concern. “I must admit the work is hard, but it’s very rewarding, so I don’t mind. Don’t worry, I always make sure that we have something to eat at least three times a day.”
“That’s good,” Misty said as she gave her a smile and a friendly wink. “We can’t afford to have you wasting away on us.”
“I guess not,” Tracey said as she laughed into her hand, her companions joining her.
Gary, however, couldn’t help but feel they were all somehow flirting with her as he tried to ignore the voice of reason in his head telling them that they were only being friendly. Either way, he had to soothe his manly ego by reminding himself that Tracey belonged to him. And he had the perfect way in mind...
Tracey suddenly gave a cute little squeak of surprise, her eyes widening a fraction, once again her cheeks an attractive shade of pink. Everyone immediately looked in her direction, seemingly surprised by the suddenly noise. She coughed a little, trying to quell down the flush on her cheeks while Gary tried to hide the smug smirk that threaten to break out.
“Are you alright, Tracey?” Ash asked with a concerned yet confused look etched onto his face. On his shoulder, Pikachu too looked confused, its heading tilting to the side in silent question.
“Pika?”
“I’m fine,” Tracey quickly reassured with a shaky smile on her lips. “I just...bumped my toe on the table leg, that’s all.”
While Misty and Brock looked sceptical, Ash’s expression brightened into a grin. “I do that a lot as well; tree roots, large stones, you name it. It hurts, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, it can,” Tracey agrees, inwardly grateful that despite growing taller and more mature, he’s still a little naive to some situations. He rarely gets embarrassed and he rarely understood when others get embarrassed.
Gary continued to grin to himself, his hand already making its journey back to her tender thigh, the same one he just squeezed that cause Tracey’s reaction. However, had to abruptly pull his hand back and chomped onto the inside of his cheek when Tracey suddenly took to her feet, her closest foot ‘accidentally’ stepping heavily on his foot. His posture tensed and he released a low groan of discomfort from the back of his throat. It came out as a low growl, his lips pressed into a thin line as he squeezed his eyes shut from the pain, his eyebrow once again twitching above his right eye.
“Would anyone like anything to drink?” Tracey asked, the ever gracious hostess. Sometimes, she was too polite for her own good. But that was one of the reasons Gary found her so attractive. “What about some cookies?”
A chorus of positive responses greet Tracey and she nods her head, chuckling softly at their enthusiasm. “Alright, I’ll be right back.”
As she turned to move into the kitchen, Gary suddenly sprung to his feet, momentarily blocking her way. “I’ll give you a hand,” he offered, yet it didn’t sound like a gracious request to be some assistant and left no room for argument.
Before Tracey had a chance to say anything, Gary grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her into the kitchen, ignoring the looks of surprise that had found their way onto their guests’ faces.
As soon as they stepped into the secluded sanctuary of the kitchen, Gary turned around and tugged on Tracey’s wrist, successfully causing her to fall flush against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips against her when she lifted her head up to question him about his sudden behaviour. Tracey made a noise of surprise, but it didn’t take long for her body to completely submit to the passionate kiss and with little coaxing on Gary’s behalf, she parted her lips and allowed him entrance into her mouth, where he immediately made her forget just about everything going on around her.
Gary grinned into the kiss as he snaked one hand into her forest green hair, the other resting in the curl of her back, pressing their bodies together. He wasn’t sure why, but there was something utterly irresistible about Tracey tonight, maybe it was the smell of her new shampoo, or the way she appeared happy catering to their guests needs. He has always had a hard time keeping himself away from her, but tonight was exceptionally hard.
Either way, he wanted her so badly.
And it appeared that Gary wasn’t the only one struggling with their need for touch. Tracey returned the kiss with all she had, melting swiftly into Gary’s embrace. She had as of yet been unable to find out how or why her senses fail her the moment Gary pulled her into his arms. Whenever he touched her, it was like all thoughts would flee and she would just melt into his touch. It didn’t matter where they were, or what mood she was in, all it took was one touch from her handsome boyfriend to make her forget everything.
“Gary...stop...” Tracey gasped as she tried to push herself out of Gary’ arms. “The others...”
“Let’s tell them to leave,” Gary mumbled as he nuzzled his nose into her hair, taking a deep breath.
“We can’t do that,” she replied as her hand grasped into Gary’s shoulders and she shook her head as if to clear it from the passionate haze Gary was causing – it was not easy, though.
“It would be rude,” she continued to try and put reason back into their lives, but she released a small noise when Gary suddenly placed his hand on the delicate curl of her butt.
“I’m always rude,” Gary sniggered, knowing that if he played his cards just right, Tracey will be putty in his hands.
However, Tracey sighed and placed a gentle finger against his lips and shook her head. “I’m not. Gary, please, they’re my friends, and it has been so long since I’ve spoken to them like this. Can I have at least a few hours with them? Please?”
Gary’s posture slumped again and his eyebrow twitched as Tracey stared up at him with her expressive raven eyes that were shimmering and pleading. He could never so no to her when she looked at him like that. “Fine...” he huffed. “But they’re not staying the night.”
“Thank you,” Tracey said as she smiled and leaned up on her toes to place a quick kiss of appreciation on his lips. “I love you and I promise after they leave I’m all yours, ok?”
“Deal.” A wicked grin slipped across Gary’s lips as he watched Tracey busy herself in the kitchen, watching with hungry eyes as she reached up to grab several tea cups, exposing the skin on her back as she did so.
Hopefully he won’t have to wait that long.