9 Dinner

Lance and I get back to the house, taking in the groceries and movies we picked out after going to the club and handling the alcohol order and rotation for the bar. Ever since Scott moved into Lance's old apartment there, he took over the janitorial aspects of everything. Payroll, supply orders and inventory checks, Lance still took care of though.

We walk into the house, setting the groceries on the island, and start putting things away.

"Where did Sarina go?" Lance asks, witnessing Lirael straightening up some of the medical papers.

"She needed some more sleep. She was going to have a sixth cup of coffee and I could see the shakes in her hands from the caffeine overload. SO I put her to bed. I almost finished finding the right policy numbers to use so that the procedures they didn't fully cover before, will be covered now. Which that was the shorter one of the stacks." Lirael gave Lance a grim smile.

"Alright. Well, if you want, I can start making dinner. We picked up the stuff to make beef stir fry and miso soup, so it won't be difficult or take very long." Lance informs her as he starts pulling out a soup pan and wok.

"Alright, I'll straighten up the table. Brian can you go wake Sarina up? Please? She's in the downstairs bedroom. doors cracked open." Lirael asks, while she straightens out the table.

"Sure thing." I walk down the hall, to the cracked open door and quietly step in.

"Sarina?" I call out her name, softly, as I approach the bedside.

She looks absolutely peaceful, with her golden halo of hair spread out around her head on the pillow. I just spent the last few hours talking to Lance on and off about her, not sharing too much of what happened last night and this morning. However, Lance expressed some of his concerns over what he had overheard her and Lirael talking about.

She wanted to join the club to have sex and explore herself, but not wanting anything serious because of her business obligations and also caregiving for her brother. She's just looking for sex and nothing more. I look at her a few seconds more and try to imagine a just sex relationship with her. I could give it a shot, but only if she brings it up.

"Sarina?" I place a hand on her arm that she has curled up near her face. "Hey, Sarina, wake up."

She starts to stir and her eyes open up faintly and she mumbles, "Hey, sexy." A soft smile catches the corners of her lips, as she moves her hand to grip mine.

"You going to wake up?" I ask her.

She shakes her head, and rolls over with my hand still being held in hers. I have to hover over her and the bed the way she's rolled.

"Sarina?" I call her again, pulling on my arm she's wrapped her self around.

"Lay down with me..." She mumbles.

I sigh but kick my shoes off, and lay down with her. She scoots backwards against me, pressing her self into me. I do have to admit, she fits the area pretty well.

"Sarina, it's time to wake up." I keep attempting to wake her as I prop myself up on my elbow. She just rolls back over facing me now and snuggles up to my chest.

"No... I want to stay..." She rubs her face in my chest and I can't help the chuckle that shakes my chest, she sounds so cute.

"Sarina, come on, wake up." I push a lock of hair out of her face, making her nose wiggle.

She stretches, still holding on to my hand and frowns. Her eyes slowly open and look up at me.

"Can I have my arm back now? I don't mind you using it, but in this position it is uncomfortable." I ask her.

She sits up, releasing my hand, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I'll get up. I thought I was dreaming..." She trails off and starts to comb her hair with her fingers, "Did I talk in my sleep at all?"

Chuckling, I inform her, "A little bit, nothing to worry or be embarrassed about though."

"Oh thank goodness for that." Even though it's dark in the room, I can still tell she's blushing.

"Well, come on out when your ready, we're just cooking and setting up for dinner." I walk on out and help out by setting the table.

"Would anybody like a drink?" I ask, feeling thirsty.

"I could use one." Sarina comes out in a red, knee length dress that fits her perfectly.

She's a goddess.

"Damn." The word just flows out of my mouth without thought.

She blushes and Lirael who's helping chop vegetables tells me, "Mixers are out back, go make a drink you guys."

I open the door and let Sarina exit first before going to the bar. "So what shall it be?" I ask her.

"hmm.. a margarita sounds refreshing right now." She says, biting her bottom lip.

"Alright, do you want your rim salted?"

She shakes her head and I get to work. Before I shake it up though, she has me add Grand Mariner to it.

"It makes it taste really good." She says, taking a sip and sighing from the taste. "Perfect." She gives me a warm smile as I make my own drink and come sit by her on the other side of the bar area.

Silence engulfs us as I sip my whiskey and water for a moment until, "Sorry for confiscating your arm earlier. So what did I say in my sleep?"

I shrug, "You don't have to apologize." A grin starts to spread across my face, "You referred to me as sexy and wanted me to stay and sleep, with me next to you."

She covers her mouth, embarrassed, "Oh, sorry." She drops her hand and I can't help but want to kiss those lips and make her skin flush for different reasons.

"There's nothing to apologize for, I didn't mind." I try to reassure her, "You can use me anytime, even if it's just as a teddy bear."

Did I really just say that? A teddy bear? Gosh, I'm a flipping moron.

She giggles, leaning closer, placing her hand on my leg, "Well, thank you for the offer. I just might take you up on it."

I lean closer to her, glancing at her lips before returning my gaze to her eyes, "I'd be disappointed if you don't."

She licks her lips and darts her gaze down at my own, subconsciously leaning closer and her hand going higher up on my thigh, "I would hate to disappoint you."

I can feel her soft breath just an inch from my lips and it makes my heart beat faster as her hand moves farther up my thigh, making my cock twitch in expectation.

Right as our lips are about to touch, I lean back and tell her, "I think we should go back inside, otherwise I just might make those two eat with themselves."

I clear my throat as she straightens, removing her hand from my thigh.

"I suppose you're right, although you may want to cool down a moment before you come in." She glances at my crotch and I already know I have a hardon that is visible in my slacks.

"Although..." she starts with a grin, "it's a shame to let it go away..."

"Oh don't worry, it will be back if you're still wanting it later." I stand up, knock back my drink and go to make another.

She grabs my arm, pulling me towards her, and latches her lips on mine. I set my drink down and wrap an arm around her waist, the other hand I work up around the back of her neck, drinking her kiss in. When she lets out a sinful moan, a chuckle escapes me, knowing that I do the same thing to her that she does to me.

We part panting, staring at each others lips like we're starving for more. "Glad to know the feeling is mutual." I say out loud, making her blush.

She downs her drink and clears her throat, "Could you please make me another? I think I am going to need one."

"Of course." I take her glass and make us each another drink before we head back inside.

Lance and Lirael are placing the stir fry and soup on the table as we head in.

"Oh good, I was about to go out and grab you two." Lance states, pulling his seat out to sit next to Lirael.

"Perfect timing then." I pull out the chair for Sarina to sit and take my own seat next to her.

"This all looks so delicious! Thank you both." Sarina declares.

"Wait till you try it." Lirael winks at her in response.

We serve our selves up and start talking about the food and the girls get into discussing the paperwork that was done today.

I keep sneaking glances at Sarina, wondering if she knows how badly I want to pick her up and toss her on this table. I'd gladly make a meal out of her in front of these two.

Who doesn't like dinner and a show anyways?