The Hamptons' House

1991: Part 4

On the last day in the Hamptons' house neither you, Tony, nor Rhodey seemed to be in any rush to leave. Tony had slept in late and by the time he did wake up, he'd had sex with you twice. Once as soon as the two of you had woken and the second time in the shower. After that was breakfast and he ate it on the patio with you and Rhodey. He'd spent the rest of the morning just hanging out by the pool talking. It was like the three of you were trying to delay your return to the real world as long as you possibly could. He was definitely delaying his return to the real world. At best he was going to return to a big empty house and he might be able to hold another party. At worst his parents would be back and he'd be subjected to his father criticizing him to the point that Tony decided it wasn't worth being there and went back to Boston and hung around the empty University.

Thankfully, neither you nor Rhodey was in any rush either. You were both still there, just sitting around on the patio furniture when the staff had packed up most of the rest of the house. Tony was sharing the hammock with you and the way you relaxed and got slightly heavier the longer you were both in it, he was fairly sure you were about to fall asleep on top of him. He knew it wasn't going to last though. Rhodey was definitely going to have to leave soon; the later you and he stayed, the worse the traffic would be once you hit the city.

"Why are you two not trying to date again?" Rhodey asked as he lay out on the recliner with his shirt unbuttoned, sipping on the last of a drink that was primarily orange juice but had been spiked with just a little Malibu.

"You really think I can do long distance?" Tony said, raising an eyebrow at Rhodey.

Rhodey chuckled. "Yeah, right. What was I thinking?" There was a little sting in Tony's chest at Rhodey's agreement. Despite the fact that it was Tony's comment in the first place and Rhodey was just avoiding a deep conversation about Tony's ability to commit, it was like that little bit of validation that he wasn't worth the effort. Tony took it and buried it down. That was his own issue, not Rhodey's.

Rhodey got up, stretched, and looked at his watch. "I really better get going or they're gonna declare me AWOL."

"No," Tony whined. "Just a little longer, honey bun."

"Sorry, Tones," Rhodey said. "I think I dragged it out as long as I can."

You and Tony awkwardly got out of the hammock. Rhodey came over and hugged you tightly, rubbing your back. "Keep in touch."

"You too," you said as you gently swayed from side to side with him. "And I'll see you in three years."

He let you go, laughing and shaking his head. "You're seriously going to make drunken orgies a three-year tradition?"

Tony wrapped an arm around Rhodey's shoulders and pulled him into a hug. "Sounds like a good tradition to me."

Rhodey patted Tony's back and brought his lips to Tony's ear. "Call me when you get home," he whispered.

Tony's lips twitched and he pulled back. "Yeah, yeah," he teased. "You don't have to worry about me."

"See you say that, and yet..." Rhodey teased back. "I'll see you in a couple of months."

"Can't wait," Tony replied as Rhodey headed off down the side of the house.

Tony turned back to you and put his hands on your hips, pulling you a little closer to him. "You don't have to leave yet, do you?"

"Mmm..." you hummed as you wrapped your arms around his waist. "I think I can stay for a little longer."

"Goodbye fuck then?" Tony teased.

You started giggling. "The staff are gone right?"

"Yeah. They'll come back tomorrow and pack up this stuff," he answered as he guided you back to the hammock. "We're all alone where no one can see us."