Playing For Keeps

20-I So Called That

Casey

The ringing of the doorbell startled me from my deep sleep.

Rowan groans beside me, throwing an arm over his eyes, "Who the hell is here so early?"

I had no clue honestly. I couldn't imagine anyone from town coming to stop by at...

Looking at my clock it was eight in the morning. 

Great. 

"I'll go see who it is." I tell him as the doorbell rings again. 

Throwing the covers off of me I reach on the ground for an article of clothing to throw on. 

It just happens that the shirt and boxers I find belong to Rowan. 

"We really need to do laundry." I say as I make my way out of my room and down the stairs. 

The doorbell doesn't stop ringing and then I hear a familiar voice, "FBI Open the door."

Swinging the door open I see the smiling face of my best friend. 

"Missed me bitch?" She asks before pulling me in for a tight hug. 

I hug her back on instinct, "What are you doing here, Fal?"

Fallon hadn't even told me she was thinking of visiting. 

"I figured I would do a surprise visit and see how the place is going."

"Well I am definitely surprised." I tell her and she laughs, "Good, then I did my job."

Narrowing her eyes Fallon takes in my outfit. She never misses anything. 

"Oh my god, do you have a boy here?" Her eyes widen and she looks behind me. 

I shush her, my cheeks flaming. 

"I don't have a boy here."

"Oh sorry, my bad." She rolls her eyes, "A man."

"Fal-"

Fallons eyes widen even wider as strong arms wrap around me from behind. 

"Who's this, sweetheart?" Rowan asks before placing a kiss to my cheek. 

"Good morning." He mumbles softly near the shell of my ear. 

"Morning." I whisper, looking up and giving him a soft smile. 

Fallon gasps, "Oh I so called that."

We both turn to face her. 

"I knew you were shacking up with baby Monroe."

I glare at her, "You are never calling him that again."

She snorts before pushing past us, letting herself into my house. 

"You guys got anything to eat? I am starving, that flight was long and cramped. Oh and this little bitch dropped his sandwich on my white shoes." She complains as she heads towards the kitchen. 

Rowan follows me as I wander into the kitchen, taking a seat on one of the bar stools by the island. 

She finds some toaster strudels in the freezer and pops two in the toaster. 

"These are my favorite." She gleams as she sets the frosting out. 

Rowan grabs two bowls from cupboard before grabbing the cutting board. He cuts up strawberries and bananas, putting them in the bowl along with greek yogurt. 

Handing me one, he sits back down beside me, placing a kiss to my temple. 

"Oh my god you two are so domestic. Thats cute." Fallon says as the toaster pings making her jump. 

"Ugh, you know that happens every time. You know the toaster is going to make that sound and yet it always scares the shit out of me." She laughs, as if in her own world. 

Grabbing her toaster strudels she places them on a plate and adds the icing to the tops, she takes a bite of one before narrowing her eyes at the two of us. 

"OK, now spill. How did this happen?" She swings her finger back and forth at us. 

Rowan and I glance at each other. 

"Is this the Fallon?" He asks and she snorts, "In the flesh baby Monroe."

I'm really going to punch her if she doesnt shut up. 

"So yes I am Fallon, Casey's best friend and basically sister. If you hurt her I will hurt you. I am not joking I watch crime shows religiously I know how to get rid of a body." She says almost proudly. 

"Noted, but I have no intention of hurting Case." Rowan says, leaning closer to me and I rest my head on his shoulder. 

Ok so yeah maybe we were a bit domestic but I wasn't complaining. 

"Great." Fallon claps her hands together, "Now back to business, how did this happen? Last I checked Case here was riding the solo train to orgasmville."

No I really am going to punch this bitch. 

Rowan chokes on his water and Fallon grins. 

I just stare daggers at her. 

Best friend my ass. 

"I am not answering any of those questions and orgasmville goes in the no pile with baby Monroe, babygirl, butt dimples, motorboat and creamsicle." I tell her. 

Fallon rolls her eyes before taking another bite, "You're no fun." She says muffled by the pastry in her mouth. 

We catch up and finish out breakfast before Fallon announces she's got news. 

"I'm staying here a whole weekend." She smiles, "Yeah two whole days you get to spend with me, isn't that great?"

"The best." I say dryly and Rowan chuckles. 

"Don't be such a sauerkraut." She huffs, throwing her long brown hair behind her shoulder. 

"Is Leo home?" I ask and she shakes her head, "He's currently at the bed and breakfast we're staying at. Wanted me to get some alone time with you." Then she glances at Rowan, "Except you weren't as alone as either of us thought you'd be."

"Wait you're dating Wilkes?" Rowan asks Fallon and she nods, "What is up with you guys and calling eachother by your last name?"

"You called me baby Monroe." He offers. 

"True." 

"And I told you to stop calling him that." I tell Fallon and she rolls her eyes, a smirk on her lips. 

I look at her, "So what's the plan today?" I ask, given the fact that she surprised me by being here. 

She shrugs, "I figured I could see around the town, and then maybe get dinner later. I really just wanted to see the two of you caught in the act." She points between Rowan and I. 

I narrow my eyes at her and she holds her hands up in surrender, "I promise I'm done, now please give me a tour of this house. From here it looks like you guys have done a great job renovating."

I give her a tour of the house where she points at things she loves before declaring that tonight we should get dinner and then hit up a club. 

Obviously that meant going back to the club Lennox took Rowan and I too so I decide we should invite Lennox also. 

He immediately accepts, which I figured he would. 

Then I mentally prepare for tonight because I know this isn't the last of Fallon talking about Rowan and I. 

Whatever we are.