Stern Men Always Finish Last

Chapter 8

Following Sang up the stairs back to Sean's bedroom may be one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I had the perfect view of her ass in those short scrub shorts. Those grey short scrub shorts. After she entered Sean's room I quickly made a lame excuse and found myself in the hall bathroom praying for control. How in the hell did I get myself into this? Sean. That's how. I'm going to kill him later. Or owe him big and then kill him. Either way he doesn't live through this. That damn fool knew exactly what he was doing. And Mr. Colman is not innocent in all of this either. Hah! I'll have the two of them on surveillance jobs for the next year. Yes, lots of boring surveillance jobs. Ones involving lots of mindless chatter from their targets. I could even have them following Rocky around. Having to listen to someone who talks in the third person for hours on end is a wonderful punishment. After planning Sean and Mr. Colman's demise I am feeling much more like myself and head back towards Sean's room.

Entering I notice that Sang is wide awake still and looking as nervous as ever. Please darling, just relax around me. I want to comfort you. Not intimidate you. "Sang? Why are you still awake?"

A hand flutters towards her mouth as she bites that damn beautiful lip of hers. I quickly cross towards the bed as she stutters nervously through her reply. "Mr. Black..." I raise and eye brow at her in chastisement and she quickly corrects her mistake. "Owen. I.... I couldn't go to sleep. Not.. not until you... did. I pro...promised Sean I would take care of you. And you have... have to sleep for me to do that."

As I settle into the bed next to her I turn on the bedside lamp so that I am able to see her facial expressions better. The moonlight is great for admiring Sang's beauty, but I don't want her to hide from me right now. While 4AM is not the ideal time for a heart-to-heart chat I've never been one to put off a conversation that needs to happen. Of course I am patient with Sang during our conversations, but I never let her run from them. She can take all the time she needs to compose her thoughts, but she will eventually tell me and I will always listen.

Ease her into this conversation, Owen. Nice and slow now. "I'm quite certain that Dr. Green will be pleased with your dedication to this.... assignment." I do my best to keep out my disdain for Sean's interference in my plans this weekend. "And you really have done quite well. I slept for 6 hours before the silence eventually woke me up." Sang looks at me with panic and disappointment and begins to speak before I cut off her wayward train of thought. "Sang, you couldn't have known that silence would wake me up. You have done nothing wrong. I promise. I am so attuned to staying with Sean that I notice when his sleep mumbling is missing." She snorts then giggles.

"Oh! He does that with you too? I caught him having a whole conversation with his mother in Japanese last week! He even mumbled her side of the conversation!" She laughs, not her usually giggle, but a full on laugh. It is the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Oh Ms. Sorenson, the stories I could tell you are worth their weight in gold. But I think it best to save them for when Sean is here as well. We wouldn't want to miss his reactions, now would we?" I give her my two millimeter smile and she sucks in a breath. So, you are attracted to my smile, Ms. Sorenson?

As we have been talking, I have been slowly sliding closer to her on the bed until I am right next to her. I adjust so that my head is propped up on my hand and gaze down at her. "Now that we have established that you are not to blame for my awakened state, would you please tell me what your nightmare was about? Or would you prefer to write it down for Mr. Taylor to review later today?"

She looks at me with panic and I adjust so that I am flush against her side with her head resting on my arm. "North tells you my dreams, doesn't he?"

"He does, Sang. He and I are working with some counselors and psychologists at the Academy to help you with them. Does it bother you that I know about your nightmares?"

"No." I raise an eyebrow at her. "Well, it did, at first. I wish I knew that you were having North report on me." I go to interrupt her, but she quiets me with a finger to my lips. "It doesn't any more. You only ask because you care and want to help and you know that I have a hard enough time relaying them the first time." She moves her finger off of my lips and I fight the urge to bring it back and kiss it.

"Yes, Sang. It is because I care and want to help." Here goes nothing. "I don't just care for you because you are a part of my family." I kiss her temple. "I don't just care for you because you are important to the boys." I kiss her cheek. "I care for you because you are important to me." I lean in slowly giving her time to move away and place a gentle kiss on her lips. Heaven. This is what heaven feels like. Outside of a sharp intake of breath Sang doesn't respond. Damn it, I moved to fast! I begin to pull away when suddenly her lips respond. Slowly, gently she kisses me back. After a minute or so I begin to pull away, too afraid of going too far with her. That is until her delicate hand drifts up and plays with the hair at the base of my head where it meets my neck. I let my hands drift to bring her flush against me as my tongue seeks entrance into her mouth. Please, Sang. I want to taste you. She opens for me and I need no other invitation. My tongue gentle strokes hers and I fight the urge to shift her center towards my growing erection.

Sang moans into my mouth and part of my control snaps. I shift us so that I am on top of her settled between her legs and angle her head so that I can deepen the kiss. She has to feel how turned on I am and I find myself just holding on so that I don't grind into her. My hands roam over her sides, and down her back. I stop and groan when they come in contact with bare skin. Her skin feels like silk to my hands as I slowly caress her back and sides – careful to not let my hands wander too far forward. Sang arches into me and I can feel her taught nipples through her thin scrub top. I begin to slowly back away from our intense kissing. Making sure to slowly bring her down from the experience so that she knows nothing is wrong. As I pull away I kiss her neck, then peck her lips, then kiss her cheek, then peck her lips, and finally place a gentle but lingering kiss on her forehead.

I flip onto my back, taking her with me and settle her head on my chest as our breathing comes back to normal. Draping an arm around her to keep her close I cannot help myself and place a kiss on the top of her head and smile to myself when she quietly murmurs "Best assignment ever."

The smile on her face as she drifts to sleep in my arms makes me feel like I'm 10 feet tall. Best sick leave ever.

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A/N: Don't worry, there isplenty more to come from Owen and Sang's weekend. Sean isn't going to let hisbest friend finally get a kiss without some good natured ribbing, is he? Ofcourse not.