Intimacy

Chapter Twelve: Facetime

He was anxious. Nearly more than Laurent was during the flight. Though he cared about the fans and she was very supportive of what he and his brother did, he still couldn't help but want to be with her. She was carrying his child! He burst to tell his brother, but with the way his Twin had been acting for the past several months, he felt it wasn't wise to mention it yet. He would know sooner or later, but right now, Larry would rather have it be later and give him time to process everything. He gave Paname some love as he waited for Amanda to pick up his call.

"Son of a bitch!" He heard her curse.

"Belle? Are you alright?"

"Hold on a second, Lar. It's not easy to Facetime when I'm in the shower."

"Really, now? Maybe you should prop the phone up so I can see better...I mean so you don't get it wet."

She snorted softly, popping her head out from behind the frosted glass door of the shower. "Very funny. Don't think I didn't get the innuendo in that statement, love." He ginned, flashing those bunny teeth that she was already missing. "Besides, kind of hard to get you all hot and bothered when you're all the way in Japan."

"Non, it's not."

She laughed softly before sliding the door closed.

"Belle! Open the damned door."

She snorted again. "No, Lar. How do I know your brother isn't going to pop in your room?"

"He knows better, cherie. Besides, he told me he was going to sleep as soon as he got settled in."

"Jet lag, I'm sure. Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I told you that I would call you once we got to the hotel, bebe. Now, please open the door?"

"No."

"Amanda Lyn."

He did not just drop her middle name. She every so slowly slid the door open, popping her head back out with eyes narrowed at the screen of her phone. "You did not just play that card with me Larry Nicholas." However, when her eyes landed on the screen, she saw him sprawled out on his bed in the hotel shirtless. Her mouth went instantly dry. Oh dear heavens above. He wasn't there with her physically since he was half way across the world, but he was there with her through technology. She knew what she was going to be doing later.

"Then I'm just going to have to take my phone and prop it in the bathroom with me as I take my shower."

Christ on a cracker. Would he really? Maybe she should call his bluff?

"Yeah right, Lar." She slipped back into the shower.

"Alright, belle. Don't say I didn't warn you."

She heard the rustle of movement, but was working her fingers through her now un-braided hair to make sure she got all the shampoo out. She would re-braid them tomorrow once it dried. She worked out all the shampoo and was slathering conditioner in when she heard him call her.

"Bebe?"

"Hmm?"

"Open the door."

She sighed, winking one eye shut to keep the conditioner from running into it when she slid the door back open. She stopped in mid motion, practically dropping the bottle of rather expensive conditioner on her toe. He had called her bluff. A very naked and wet Larry was in the shower with his phone propped just enough to keep the naughty bits of him hidden from view. She knew what they looked like anyway, but the teasing only added to the thoughts that were already running through her mind. This was a side of him that she hardly ever saw. He was teasing, seductive, sensual and downright dominant tonight. What had gotten into him?

"I miss you, cherie."

At his words, she melted. "I miss you too." Holy hell! He bit his lower lip.

"Close your eyes for me, bebe."

"What, why?"

"Do you trust me?"

"You know I do."

He grinned. "Then close your eyes for me."

With a soft sigh, she did just that. She heard him murmuring in French and although she didn't understand a word of what he was saying, she didn't have to. It was as if his words alone conjured up the mental image of what he was trying to accomplish. She could almost feel the heat of his hands against her skin as if he was standing behind her in the shower right now. She could feel his lips ghosting across the curve of her neck where it met her shoulder. The teasing caress of his fingertips along the inside of her left thigh. His words became huskier and somehow, she knew what he was doing on the other end of that phone call..

Author's Note: Bit short, but this scene popped into my head just now and I had to share it. ;)