Secret

Feeling Ryan's hands move over his skin, Alec closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and smelling her shampoo. Her words of thanks make him pull back slightly and look down into her eyes, searching for the meaning... the sincerity. She was really thankful he'd come? Really? Honesty shone in her gaze. She was.

It was another new sensation. It was one thing for a woman to enjoy his company then part ways and say thanks for the good time, but for Ryan to be thankful for a day like this... when all they'd done was play around and be ridiculous... he didn't know someone could be grateful for that. He was, but he had thought he was the unique one. Maybe... she didn't need what all the other women had been after in order to want his company. It felt... different. It felt... good.

"I don't know," he replies softly. "I'm beginning to think you're what I needed too." His tone was serious, but almost confused as if he thought he might be crazy or that these feelings were so foreign to him.

Leaning down once more, his kiss is gentler this time, his hand holding her palm to his chest where his heart thumped. Pulling away, he finally relents and accepts the shirt, slipping it on over his head. "Okay.... I guess I'm ready now." He glances to the kitchen where he knew she'd have to clean up later. "Our little secret."