Torches

15

February 15, 1984

The day after Valentine's day Stevie and Lindsey are lying in bed wrapped around each other, they had made love well into the morning and both of them knew that they weren't going to get sleep period because Clara would be awake soon and as they were drifting the telephone rang and Stevie whined digging her face into Lindsey's sternum.

"Hello." He answers gruffly into the telephone that was by his side of the bed.

"He says some things and then he's shoving the phone by Stevie's ear and she sits up slightly.

"Hello?" She asks.

"CHRIS AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED!" Lori cheers causing Stevie to sit up straighter Stradling Lindsey's waist as his hands find her hips.

"What?" She gasps.

"Chris proposed last night. Oh, Stevie, it was so beautiful we were at the park by the water fountain and he got down on one knee." Lori gushes.

"Are we talking about my brother Christopher?" Stevie asks.

"Yes..." She states.

"You guys have only been dating since Thanksgiving." Stevie states.

"I know, but we're ready Steves and I need to get out of this apartment. I love Sharon and I love you...oh yeah, I took over your room. But I hate our neighbors and our sink hasn't been working for two weeks and our stupid ass landlord is refusing to get help for it and we're not allowed to call plumbers and such, it's in our lease." She whines.

"I guess you have a fair point." Stevie gnaws on her lip.

"So...you HAVE to be my maid of honor and we HAVE to start planning!" Lori cheers.

"Really Lor, now we have to start now?" Stevie asks.

"Well, brunch tomorrow. How about that." Lori sighs.

"Yeah, sure where?" Stevie sighs.

"French's their Sunday breakfast buffet is today for. I'll see you around 11:30." Lori hangs up.

"What was that about?" Lindsey asks stroking her hips.

"My brother and my best friend are getting married and she's moving out of the apartment which means Sharon's probably going to be looking to move as well and I'm out a place to live." Stevie pouts.

"Are you though, really out a place to live?" Lindsey inquires.

"I can't but down the same address as yours on my school documents Lindsey than people will definitely figure it out." She shakes her head.

"My address isn't on the record." He shakes his head.

"What? But I thought...." Stevie starts

"All of my school documents is dropped off in my mailbox at my office. You don't have to worry about anything." Lindsey shakes his head.

"You'd really want to move in with me?" She asks.

"You practically live here already let make it official and don't give me that we just started dating bullshit. I really don't care." Lindsey rolls his eyes.

"Alright." Stevie smiles.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"Yeah." She nods.

"Good, now I can feel great about doing this." He smirks flipping her over and starts kissing down her naked body.

Lindsey's working her over with his tongue as well as his fingers when they hear something and Lindsey still, his fingers firmly planted and putting pressure on that one spot inside of Stevie that drives her wild and she arches her back trying not to moan her hands squeezing at the pillow behind her head.

"Is it Clara?" Lindsey asks after a moment.

"I...ah...I d-don't h-hear anything." She gasps out.

He starts working her over again and then they both hear it and Stevie about screams as the tears stream down her face.

"N-No, no Lindsey let her cry it out p-please." Stevie begs.

He bites his lip and then nods trying to get her to really quick orgasm and when she's almost there and they both know it Clara's screams get louder.

"I'm sorry Steph." He sighs.

"N-No..." she sobs as he withdraws his fingers leaving her sexually frustrated and right on that edge in a very torturous spot.

He quickly goes to get Clara and Stevie just cries on the bed. She's still crying when Lindsey walks back into the room and just stares at her, Legs still splayed open the way he left them.

"What's the matter?" He asks

"You and...I..." She breathes out.

"Oh I didn't bring you to climax and you were so close is that why you're frustrated?" He questions crawling back onto the bed and laying between her legs, her yelping at just the general contact of something against her lady bits.

"What's the matter?" He smirks his hands slinking up her thigh.

"Sensitive but at the same time I'm so fucking turned on it's not even funny." She whimpers.

"Is that how it is? Well I wish I could help you but we have a very hungry little girl downstairs waiting for her morning formula, and a very hungry daddy who really wants some french toast." Lindsey replies his fingers flicking across her entrance as her eyes go wide and she grabs onto his shoulders.

"Hurry." She begs.

When she finally, FINALLY gets her release she rolls out of bed and throws Lindsey's bathrobe on and makes her way into Clara's room where the little girl is happily playing on the floor with some of her baby toys. She holds out the giant stackable block to Stevie and Stevie smiles, taking it from the baby and swooping her into her arms.

"You know Clara you have really, really, really bad timing." Stevie sighs kissing her cheek and making her way downstairs.

When the three of them get down the stairs Lindsey just wraps his arms around Stevie's shoulders and whispers in her ear.

"We'll have plenty of time for that especially because you live here now."

Stevie just smiles a wide dopey smile and flips him off before sauntering into the kitchen as Lindsey cackles and makes himself comfortable on the couch while Stevie goes and gets everything ready for breakfast.

She walks back into the living room where Lindsey has turned the television on and was sprawled out on the couch.

"Here daddy," Stevie says handing Lindsey the formula and the baby. She was almost a year old and while she was eating people's food, she was still sucking down a thing of formula in the morning.

"Stevie, she's...she's going to start talking soon. And Diana's her mom. She'll always be her mom, but what if she ends up calling you mom?" Lindsey asks.

"If she ends up calling me mom, she ends up calling me mom. Lindsey it's not going to bother me. I've already said that she's our baby. But we'll make sure that she knows about Diana." Stevie sighs.

"Okay." Lindsey leans up and kisses her cheek.

"Alright, well you feed her and I'm going to go make your breakfast." Stevie sighs.