Stevie has some fun in the shower

She very rarely felt weak - in mind or spirit, at least. However, as she curled up against his body, his arm coming to rest protectively around her, she could admit that she always felt stronger when he was beside her.

He was unfairly cute, his darling curls just begging to be messed up even further. Unfortunately, he had someone to do that for him already...

He didn’t know what had woken him up...

It wasn’t the first time. But it was the first time in a long time...

She could hear the rain falling lightly outside her hotel room and shifted closer to her lover’s body under the comforter, curling up against his side and resting a hand on his bare chest, running his fingertips through the graying hair there...

She’d been more than a little nervous about this during the past week and hated, really hated, the sinking feeling low in her stomach that told her this was a huge mistake...

Lindsey had been looking forward to this moment for weeks now, hoping he wasn’t projecting his own desires on the situation, that her little comments here and there actually meant what he thought they meant...

He arrives at ten pm, guitar in one hand and a small overnight bag in the other...

He knew she was surprised by the way her eyes widened just slightly. Another give away was the way that she practically threw the comforter over her upper body where she lay in bed…