Your Loss, My Gain

Dinner and a Show (Still the sleepover)

POV: Gabriel

As everyone heads upstairs, I grabbed Trouble from Luke. "We have to get you ready," I whisper to her. "I want to wash your hair and curl it a bit."

"It will take a bit for the lasagna to cook and I am sure North won't let me cut up anything for the salad, so I guess we can do it now." She turns and continues to walk up the stairs. "I really should get a bath though."

"I can help you, if you want to get a shower," I say and she looks back at me. I know about her fear of the shower. I was at Vic's house once and turned on the shower for her. I watched her crumple to the ground and got so scared. I must have been yelling because Vic came in and turned off the shower. He then explained about her phobia. Vic and I have been doing research into how to overcome fears. I am working on my own fear of spiders and I want to help Trouble work on hers too. She knows all of this and we have made some baby steps in the right direction.

"Yes, I think I'd like to try. Do you think we can get away for that long?" Her finger goes to her lip.

"Let's find out," I tell her as I grab her hand and race up the stairs.

"Mr. B, can we use your bathroom? I want to help Trouble get ready for dinner and what she has planned for tonight." Only a slight omission there and no lying so he shouldn't suspect anything. Plus, this is what I do.

"If that is what Miss Sorenson wants, then you may. Do you need anything?"

"Nope, I brought it all." Including bathing suits for us. I turn and drag Trouble up the stairs, with Luke complaining in the background about needing help with the dessert and North yelling that we don't even need dessert. Typical Taylor brothers.

I get my bag and hand her the suit from it. "Go put this on. I will be there in a minute."

I change into my suit and knock on the door. She opens it shyly. "Where did this suit come from, Meanie"

"It is something that I picked out of the Victoria Secret catalog and Victor bought it." I love Victor's little black card as Trouble calls it. I love being able to dress her. "Are you ready?"

"I think so. I have been trying to go into the shower and I can turn it on and off without passing out now, but I can't step into it." She backs up and I follow her in. Her bikini looks good, not too revealing and very flattering for her figure. I am good!

She is able to turn on the shower like she said. I get in first and put my back to the shower. She gets in front of me. Her breathing is a little bit fast, but she seems to be fine. I stopper the tub, just in case we can't continue. I have brought a cup with me and I use that to pour water on her hair. She still seems to be okay. "How are you doing, Trouble?"

"I think I am okay with this. I don't think I will be able to get under the shower today though, but I made it into it." She sounds proud of herself for this accomplishment, and I know that I am proud of her.

I wash her hair and put conditioner in it. While the conditioner is soaking in, I grab a loofa and put body wash on it and smooth it over her neck and shoulders. She turns her back to me and I draw swirling patterns with the bubbles. I can feel myself getting hard. I try to think of anything else, but it is not working, so I turn off the shower, hand Sang the loofa and step out of the tub without a word. Sang looked at me with questioning eyes until her gaze shifted to my trunks with the prominent tent visible. She giggled a bit. "Another time, when we are alone, we can take our time and explore a bit." she says with a seductive smile on her face.

"Trouble, you never cease to amaze me, now get yourself washed and whatever else you need to do." I get out and get dressed, all the while thinking of her last sentence. I can't wait until she is ready to take our relationship to the next step.