50 Days

Day 28

AN: I am back! It is half past three in the morning (friday, 25th) and I am starting this chapter now. Let's see how long it will take me to get it done.

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"I'm sorry," I breathed as I ran my fingers through Vicki's hair. She smiled at me weakly, shoulders hanging.

"It's okay. I should have called first." She wrapped her arms around my neck and played with the trench coat that I was still wearing, since we've only just finished shooting. "Of course you have other plans sometimes."

I flinched. Her smile was brighter now, more earnest, but I could still hear the pain in her voice. I knew that if we were under different circumstances - which means Jensen and I not getting romantically involved on set - it wouldn't bother her that I'd like to spend a few days at a lake with my friends.

Even though I had told Jensen and Jared I would ask Vicki first, I never did it after I've left Jensen's trailer. For some reasons I was too chickenshit to call my wife and tell her that I'd be spending my few days off with my friends.

So when Vicki had arrived this morning, all smiley, I startled for a second before I reacted the way I should have right away.

I sighed. "You could come with us. They probab-"

She shushed me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "No, it's fine. I'll take the first flight back to the states and spend some times with our kids at your dad's. He's called earlier this week. Wanted to know when we'd come around again."

I nodded and intertwined our fingers. "Mmmmh, but I still don't have my days off until tomorrow," I trailed off.

She smiled at me brightly, teeth showing. "Don't wanna waste any time, do you?"

Vicki pulled me behind her to my trailer, almost running. We passed a confused Jared, who was on his phone, but waved when he saw us.

When we reached my trailer, I stopped her before she could open the door. "Why inside?" I grinned.

Vicki frowned, but started laughing hysterically then. "You know I'm always up for new things, but no ... Misha!" She squealed as I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, kissing her neck. "Babe ... Please." I could feel her looking for the door handle with one of her hands, while the other one was busy messing up my hair. "Inside."

Instead of doing what she wanted, I pushed a leg between hers, holding her tightly. There was no way I could be doing stuff in my trailer with her when Jensen and I have been sitting on that bed, kissing, just two days ago. I know I would remember that moment when his lips met mine, when his strong hands supported me, when tongues got involved.
For fuck sake, I was already remembering it.

I sucked in some air sharply, biting down into the soft flesh of Vicki's shoulder.
Kissing my wife and remembering kissing Jensen at the same time was way more appealing than it should be.

"Mish, please."

I almost said, "Don't call me Mish", but I could press my lips back on hers before I'd have hurt her.

She pulled harder this time, still desperately searching for the door handle.

I gave in and opened the door for her. We stumbled inside. Her lips everywhere she could reach.

"Oh god." A deep voice broke the sounds of lips on lips, one tongue sliding against the other, clothes ripping.

Vicki jumped and turned to the voice. "Who the hell-"