When I See You Again

VIII. Talk To Me

"Did you see what they were talking about?" Stevie got nervous by the information given.

"No, just saw it was her," Lori responded. "What can we do?"

Stevie tried thinking a minute. "Got it!" she whispered abruptly. "Okay, he has been urging me to get a phone. I'll ask him to show me how to text," she smiled.

"Okay, sounds like a plan."

"I can't take this stress, right now."

"I know, honey," Lori looked at her sympathetically.

They all went on about their night and Stevie stayed a little worried as to what her daughter and Lindsey were talking about.

Stevie walked up to Lindsey and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I'm gonna go up to the room," she winked at him and then walked away.

"Okay," he smiled.

She had hoped her tenderness and simple hint would make him want to follow her to the room and just maybe he could show her and thing or two on the phone. She made her way up to the room first, where she would put something more comfortable on. She had also decided to mess up her hair a bit and relight the candles her and Lindsey had blown out before leaving.

Around twenty minutes later Lindsey came up and Stevie had dosed off as she waited. He walked in the room and he saw her laid out in a black, lace, somewhat see-through nighty with a black silk robe over top. She was also wearing her knee high, black platform boots. He smiled as he approached her. Her long, blonde hair laid disheveled all over her upper body. He knelt down beside the bed and he took her hand. He then pressed his lips to her knuckles which in turn, woke her.

"Mmm... I've been waiting for you," she smiled.

"I can tell," he paused. "I like the boots," he chuckled softly.

"I had a feeling you'd like to take those off yourself," she winked at him and started to sit up slowly, putting her legs over the edge of the bed. She placed the flat part of her right platform onhis knee.

Lindsey let his hand run from the ankle of the boot to the top touching her knee and then placing a gentle kiss on her leg. With his right hand he started to unzip her boot and he kissed down her leg as he did so. He pulled it off and then stood up. Kissing Stevie hard on the lips---he caused her to lay down and he caressed himself on top of her.

Their love was slow and simple. Lindsey had all focus on Stevie and she had her focus on him, but she was also trying to keep him on fire so she could nonchalantly ask about the phone after. They made love for hours and eventually they end up with a declothed Lindsey under the bed sheets with Stevie still in her lace nighty, though every other piece of material was gone. They laid curled together and they were just enjoying the warmth of each other.

"This is more cozy than how we ended up before," she whispered with an innocent smile.

He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess the floor wasn't the ideal cuddle spot," he responded---kissing her head.

Stevie was beside Lindsey, though her head rested on his chest and he had his arm wrapped around her. She was trying to think of a way to ask about the phone.

"I think I'm going to take your offer," she whispered, eyes shut.

"Which one?" he chuckled, also with his eyes shut.

"The phone."

"The phone?" he opened his eyes. "I thought you already took that offer?" he asked.

"Well, I never said if I'd let you teach me to use it," she clarified.

"Okay... let's teach you," he reached over to his pants that were on the floor and pulled his phone out.