Will You Accept This Rose?

5. This Season Will Be Different

Over breakfast on their free day, all of the women were talking about Talia's one on one date with Tim the following day while Lucy was perfectly silent, because she technically had a date scheduled with Tim later in the day, but she had already made up her mind as she cried herself to sleep the evening before. No, she would take space from him in the hopes the jealousy of their situation could subside a bit. Wanting to get to know someone while other women in the same house have the same wish proved to feel more complicated in her heart than she had ever considered as a viewer of the show. Lucy went to the sunroom to read, but instead of finding Laura, she found that her secret hideaway had been discovered by a few chatty women with no interest in leaving or allowing Lucy a shred of peace to escape into her book.

She went out by the pool to hear Simone's shrill voice boom above the rest, causing her head to throb. The Bachelor Mansion was feeling incredibly small. After walking through the house with no luck of coming upon an oasis, she surrendered to going to her bedroom where at least her roommates were manageable.

Lucy heard odd noises before she walked into her room and froze as her brain processed what she was looking at.

"Get OUT!" Monica half yelled and half moaned when she saw the door open as she clasped the sheets by her hips for something to hold onto, but then her building pleasure began to blur her vision, and she could only chant, "Yes! Oh! Yesss!"

If Lucy were thinking properly, she would have so many questions including: why was Sandra's head between Monica's legs? But, Monica had ordered her to leave, and she had interrupted a very intimate moment, so she left her bedroom while still being mostly stunned. It was 11:05AM, and she had absolutely nowhere to go...

Except to meet up with Tim...

IF he were still waiting.

She went to the loose gate to escape the crammed mansion's grounds, and there was Tim's black sports car, which he was leaning against in an unfairly sexy way.

He was not sure she would come; she had suggested they "take tomorrow off", but he promised he would still show up in case she changed her mind. He hoped Lucy would change her mind. So, he went to their spot early and waited for five minutes; as each of those three hundred seconds ticked by, Tim lost more and more hope, but just when he was about to give up, he heard her footsteps and picked his head up to see her. With sunlight haloing her body behind her, she looked like an ethereal vision. Like she was the true sun and the celestial body in the sky was nothing more than the flame at the end of a match.

Lucy stopped walking and put her hand on her hip. "Did you pose like that to look sexy or something?"

"What?" Tim wondered as a smile started to form on his lips at the sight of hers.

She realized he had not been trying at all, and that was frustrating. "You just look sexy like that casually, don't you?"

He smirked, "You think I'm sexy?"

"You look like a model. I'm sure you get that all the time."

Tim's eyes roved her frame as she took slow steps towards him. "I know you do, too."

She smiled. "You think I'm sexy?"

"You'd be sexier if you came over here." He was growing impatient that the gap between them remained thanks to her leisurely pace.

"Wow, somebody's in a mood."

"No, but you are." Tim could tell by her gait that something was wrong, so he stood up from how he was resting against the passenger side of his car and stepped over to her to pull her into his arms.

Lucy shut her eyes and indulged in his warm embrace, which admittedly, did help turn her infuriating morning around. "Hey," she mumbled into his shoulder.