The Fighter Pilot’s Baby

“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” He asked, edging closer to her after tossing the sopping paper towels in the garbage.

She shook her head, her curls in disarray from sleep and moving with the motion. She looked fu*king sexy. Before Alex could change his mind, he grabbed her in his arms and headed back upstairs. Since they were both awake they may as well make the best of it.

*****

Bianca rolled over, her eyes unwilling to open as her alarm blared from the nightstand. Early morning s*x was fantastic but having to wake up only an hour later was not. Prying her eyes open she turned, smacking her hand down on the alarm clock. She sat up, the delicious soreness between her legs reminding her of just how much fun she had last night. To her left Alex was passed out, the sound of the alarm didn’t even make him flinch. Deciding to let him sleep, Bianca crept from the bed and headed to the shower. Turning the shower as hot as she could stand, Bianca climbed in and pulled the door closed. The hot water cascaded down her body and cleared her head of the sleepy fog. A small voice in the back of her head wondered if she was tired for another reason, but she put that thought out of her head. PMS also made her tired and sluggish. The thought that her period was just around the corner doused her good mood, and Bianca switched the flow of water off with a force she hadn’t meant to exert. Wringing her hair out, she pushed the shower door open and reached for her towel on the rack but it wasn’t there. Frowning, because she was sure she had hung it there before she got in, she turned. A smile spread across her face.

“Looking for something?” Alex asked, her towel draped over his arm.

Bianca laughed, the thoughts of before dissipated, “Not anymore.”

“If you want it, you better come get it,” Alex said with a smirk.

“Baby, we can’t. I’ll be late for work.” Bianca answered, stepping from the shower anyway to retrieve her towel.

“Bummer,” Alex muttered, tossing her the towel.

“Three times not enough for you, soldier?” She asked, toweling her hair dry before wrapping it around herself.

“I will never get enough of you, Bianca,” Alex growled, gripping Bianca by the waist and pulling her to him.

She yelped in surprise. “You can’t change my mind this morning. I can’t be late for work.” Bianca said, pushing off of his chest.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying,” Alex said with a smirk.

Bianca laughed and strolled into her walk in closet. Alex followed, the smirk remaining. He clearly planned on watching her dress. It would be torture for both of them.

“Don’t you have a plane to catch?” Bianca asked, dropping her towel.

Alex’s eyes grew wide, the smirk gone. They traveled down her body and back up again slowly, stopping finally at her eyes. Bianca swallowed hard; maybe she could be late to work just this once. The way Alex was looking at her made her whole body heat.

“Alex,” she whispered as he approached her.

“I told you Bianca, it’s never enough,” His mouth crashed into hers and his arms circled her waist.

Bianca moaned, her nakedness next to him being clothed made it even hotter. She could feel his ere*tion pressing against her bare belly through his jeans. Her hard nip*les brushed against the rough material of his polo shirt and it sent a zing of pleasure straight between her thighs. In the back of her mind she knew there wasn’t time for this but she couldn’t let him go. Her fingers laced through his sandy hair and she pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. She wanted more; she wanted all of it, all of him. A shrill ring sounded in the bedroom and Bianca came crashing back to reality. It was a work day and she was going to be late. Reluctantly, she pulled herself away from Alex. A look of disappointment crossed his face and she was pretty sure it was mirrored on hers. Who the hell was calling this early anyway?

“I’m sorry. I really have to go.” She said with regret.

“I know. I do too. I can’t miss this meeting. I need this investor.” Alex grumbled as he answered the still shrieking phone. Something like anger passed over his face but was gone instantly.

Bianca wondered if it was directed at her. She knew he was having a hard time finding investors for his new business venture. He had to be getting frustrated. Although she knew about his struggle to find work she couldn’t shake the feeling that it was about her. That she was the reason he was so angry. Pushing the thought aside for now so as not to ruin the time they had before he left, Bianca went about getting ready for work. It was finally starting to feel like fall in Philadelphia so she pulled on a pair of black slacks and a long sleeved white silk blouse. Red flats completed the outfit and when she emerged from the walk-in, Alex was holding his duffle bag, dressed and ready to go. The sight of him never ceased to take her breath away. His dirty blond hair was combed back, but a few strands managed to slip out and fall over his eye. She approached him and pushed them away. He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. There was something distracting him this morning. Bianca told herself it was nervousness about his meeting.

They walked downstairs together in silence and each grabbed a travel mug with coffee and a bagel before heading out the door. Alex stopped beside her car door just before she climbed in.

“I’ll see you in a few days,” he said. He looked as if he was going to say something else but instead leaned forward and pressed a firm kiss on her lips.

Bianca reciprocated, “I’ll see you soon.” She had the sudden unexpected urge to tell him she loved him. But it was too soon for that right?

She watched him amble out of the garage and toss his bag in the backseat of his SUV. He waved one last time before climbing in and starting the engine. Bianca didn’t get into her car until he pulled away, the nagging thought that something was left unsaid between them plaguing her all the way to work.