A Series of Firsts (A Matthew Gray Gubler FanFiction)

The First Time Together

"I'm going to get me something to drink, would you like a refill?" Matthew pushed himself up from his seated position. He awkwardly stood next to Alex's chair, waiting patiently for her to answer.

She glanced up at him, blinking several times, "Um..." She glanced down at the table in front of her, "Yes, please, the usual."

He chuckled, "I'm not even sure why I asked." He turned and made his way to the counter.

Alex wasn't sure what was going on. Her head was spinning in a million different directions and she couldn't, no matter how hard she tried, get her thoughts in any sort of order. Her hands were shaking terribly and she felt like she was going to vomit. After all those years of not seeing him, being in his presence sent a rush of feelings that she had thought had been buried. Yes, they had started to make appearances over the last week, but seeing him now, it all came back in like a rushing flood. How could she still feel this strongly about him? How was it that these feelings all felt so real, so raw and so fresh?

Matthew slide up behind her, his arms snaking around her waist. She swatted at him, laughing. "I can't finish this if you don't leave me alone."

He let go of her, turning around to lean on the counter. Frowning he looked over at her, "What if we just skip dinner?"

She shook her head, "We can't skip dinner. You are the one who invited your friends over. You could help though," She tossed a dish towel at him, "Grab the dish out of the oven for me, please."

He pushed away from the counter, reaching for the oven door, "Thank you for doing this for me," He grabbed the hot dish and placed it on the counter. "I really do appreciate it." He kissed her on the cheek with a loud smack.

She pushed him away, "Stop...I won't be able to resist you if you keep doing that." She slapped his ass as he turned to leave the kitchen. The doorbell rang and Alex giggled as Matthew dashed for it.

A cup appeared in her line of vision and Alex glanced up the arm that held it.

"Here, it's the usual," Matthew's bright smile donned his handsome face.

She accepted the cup from him, holding it in her hands, the warmth and scent bringing back so many familiar feelings.

"So...you look really good," Matthew quietly managed to speak the words.

Alex turned to look at him, "Thank you," She squeaked.

"How are you doing? Are you still doing make up? Are you still living in LA full time?" Matthew started shooting off questions; his nerves had taken the wheel.

She smiled. She nodded her head at him, "I'm good and yes, I'm still doing make up. Yeah, I'm back in LA full time again." She didn't elaborate. She was more interested as to why he called her. "Why did you call Matthew?"

He took a deep breath, "I missed you."

It was simple. It was three words but those three words went straight to her heart.

"Stay," Matthew stood next to his couch, watching her as she moved to grab her belongings.

She stopped, her hand on her purse, "Are you sure?" She cocked her head to the side, evaluating him.

He just nodded his head. She took her hands off of her stuff and placed them in her lap. He leaned over her, taking her hand in his and tugging her to her feet.

She allowed him to lead her down the hallway to his bedroom. Her heart was palpating in her chest and she just knew he could feel her sweaty palms. Being nervous was an understatement. She was terrified. Alex tried to take a couple deep breaths but she wasn't getting much air into her lungs. Her lungs felt like something was squeezing them shut.