The Search For Shattered Pieces *Complete*

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Quads and Quirky Complications

Lyra:

    Dating around my skating schedule wasn't an easy thing to accomplish. But it seemed my guys (and yes I'd come to think of them as MINE) weren't about to let a little thing like getting ready for Nationals derail their plans.

    I walk into the kitchen and see Zach standing there, a giant picnic basket set upon the table.

"What's all this?" I ask, curious.

"Our date, Dove."

"Shouldn't you be at work?" I chide, but with a smile on my face.

"Work shmurk, this is definitely more important...wooing remember Lyra."

Oh yes, they had mentioned they were wooing me. Well, hello, it was working really well already. "But it's dark outside."

"Trust me, Dove."

"Okay, let me get showered really quick and change and then we can go on our...uhm date...but what about the others."

Zach grins. "Tonight it my night. They'll have their turns. Now go, and hurry, love."

"You're so bossy." And as I leave the room I hear him murmur. "You don't know the half of it."

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"Oh my goodness," I murmur, taking it all in. "This is beautiful." We were in a giant gazebo. I hadn't even known there was a gazebo on the property. Then again I'm sure there is a lot about the property I don't know.

    I watch Zach put down heavy blankets and then bade me to sit. I comply and he begins to pull out various little tidbits of finger foods.

"I lit the Gazebo myself," He says proudly.

There are twinkling lights everywhere and I'm suitably impressed. "It's absolutely beautiful."

"You're absolutely beautiful, Dove."

I blush.

"I love that you do that."

"Blush?" I sigh. "It's awful."

"No, it's charming and delightful, and I love it." Zach hands me a small piece of cheese to eat from his fingers and I do so.

"So good," I murmur.

"Suck my finger Lyra," I gape at him.

"I'm sorry what?"

"You said you wanted to date and for us to show you things. I'm doing both. Now suck my finger, Dove."

I hesitate only a minute before I comply and suck on two of his fingers. His eyes close and his breathing quickens. It's amazing to witness.

"Am I doing it right?"

"Nothing you could do could be wrong, Dove, nothing. I want to see you Dove, like the time at the rink, but more."

"It's cold out here."

Zach pulls out more blankets and smiles. "I came prepared."

"I see that." I bite my lip. But slowly I pull off my sweater.

"More, Dove."

"My...my leggings too?"

"Yes, Dove, but only if you want to?"

I peel off my leggings and the cold air wafts over me and I shiver. Zach wraps a blanket around my shoulder and looks at me.

"No bra, Dove?"