Take My Hand Again

Chapter Three

See Tessa's kitchen above (yeah I know it's quite large but this is fantasy land and a girl can dream) (she just has a very very large flat okay? Okay. 😂😂😂😂) Anyway, carry on.
xoxo. s. 🌹
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Ryan quickly looks back and forth between Tessa and Scott, trying to assess the situation when his eyes narrow on Scott's left hand still resting on Tessa's lower back. He doesn't even have a chance to do anything about it before Scott lets out a laugh while removing his hand and says,

"Sorry man, old habit. Once a partner always a partner."

Tessa gives him a quick glare that she knows he understands before flashing Ryan a winner's smile and making her voice as buttery soft as possible, sending over a wink and placing a hand on Ryan's chest so he has to look down at her and see that she prepared more than just the food.

"Ry, I'm so happy you're finally here. The turkey and I could really use the company."

"The burnt turkey."

Scott mumbles, annoyed at Tessa's obvious over-the-top flirting. However he notices her finally pull Ryan into the flat, lock the door and peek out the window hole twice (just to be sure, he can hear her say in his head when she explained to him once why she always double checks).

Tessa drags Ryan over to the kitchen and goes to show him the tragedy that was supposed to be their dinner while Scott takes a seat at the island again directly behind them. Ryan is attempting to comfort Tessa about how it's okay that not everything ended up perfectly
"absolute idiot, doesn't know Tessa at all", Scott thinks, when all of s sudden she decides to bend over to show him the horror inside the charcoaled oven.

Needless to say, Ryan's attention was no longer fixated on the food. He made a strangled noise when he realized Tessa's dress had come up almost all the way to the bottom of her spine, showing the black lace lingerie she was so excited to wear.

Tessa is oblivious to her dress and the reaction she's getting from the crowd due to still being on a rampage over,

"The stupid non-bird, bird not following instructions" and making her mess up her once pristine (aka untouched) oven.

Scott hears Ryan's noise and looks directly at the lingerie that makes his innocent little Tessa look downright sinful. Images start flashing through Scott's mind, images he first started getting when she finally hit puberty all those years ago and some of their lifts had to be changed before either of them or both of them ended up in some compromising positions and making their acquaintance known with some new and improved body parts on their partner.

The images had been fine when he could control them because he knew she was too pure for any of the thoughts in his mind. But when they started choreographing their Carmen routine and Tessa wanted his hands on her and her legs around him and especially his head between her legs, the flashes in his mind of the things he'd like to do with her off the ice got out of control.

Now, sitting here, looking up his partner's skirt for seemingly the millionth time...those thoughts are back. With a vengeance. And he wants nothing more than to rip that dress off of her and throw her on her pristine countertops practicing the Cunniliftus lift for real and make her a wild and whining mess.

He starts to get up and move towards her, forgetting himself before realizing that Ryan is also staring and probably having similar thoughts.

And suddenly Scott can't take it. Saying the first thing that comes to mind,

"Ryan, how do you feel about Chinese food? And beer? Lots and lots of beer?"

Because the only way he is getting through this night is if he has a lot of help from his friends, beer and whiskey.

The Beatles song starts playing through his brain when he grabs his keys off the hook Tessa put up for his stuff when she first moved in and heads to pick up Chinese and alcohol.

He has one hand on the door, and is trying not to think about what Tessa and Ryan will do while they're alone here when Tessa yells out,

"Scott!"

He turns to see Ryan still salivating over her too-tight dress (that she thankfully has pulled down), and sees Tessa shift away from his greedy hands that are currently pulling her hair away and searching for her neck.

Scott smirks knowing just minutes ago he did the same thing and her only reaction was to surrender to him. He thinks the night might not be so bad after all. But he isn't sure exactly how T is feeling until she calls him again and says,

"Scott! Don't... don't forget the —"

"Wine."

He finishes for her. He knows she's gonna need to get by with a little help from her friend too. That makes him feel slightly better, and then he hears her mumble the tune

"I get by with a little help from my friends."

He laughs again. Oddly content. Knowing even after all this time, they're still so in sync. And he opens the door to the outside hall and says with a smirk,

"I'll get your friends. Wine and chocolate. Ya know, so you can get by."

She flashes him a dazzling grateful look that reminds him of all the years she spent flashing him that same smile after a skate or after he caught her in a lift that made her nervous and he would always say,

"I'm here."

And here is exactly where he'd stay.

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Hi everyone!!! This was an idea that had been swimming around in my head for awhile and was kind of driving me crazy to keep it bottled up! So I wanted to share with all the other lovers of T&S or just lovers of two people who love each other. I'd love to hear from you and hear any thoughts or feelings or suggestions you have, or if you just want to chat about anything! Thank you for reading, stay lovely! 💞💞