Wandering around... shirtless O.o

Something about Ryan's words struck a chord deep down in Alec. They both had something the other needed. Was that true? Was she actually filling a void? If asked, he would have denied having a void at all... but the thought of not seeing Ryan at all anymore... it did leave a strange pang.

Seeing Ryan try to get up just to fall again sends Alec into another fit of laughter. He didn't know if he'd ever been quite so silly in all his life. A grown man... criminal... murderer... sitting here on the floor covered in food and actually thinking it was funny. It couldn't get much stranger.

Still laughing, he grabs Ryan and pulls her onto his lap, grinning at her. "I guess maybe a meeting with the chief of police does call for attire not of the edible kind."

Leaning in, he gives her a nice long kiss on the lips that tasted oh-so-sweet with all the cake and whipped cream that lingered. He could spend all day with her, but even if his spirit was rebellious, he knew better than to test his luck today. He was already going to be late, but better late than not at all. This meeting with Brown could be his ticket out.

Sighing in surrender, he shifts around to get up and help Ryan up too. Sending her off towards the hallway, he gives her bottom a backhanded whack before she disappears. Still grinning, he shakes his head and goes for the sink. He sheds his shirt that was full of the gooey mess and leans over the sink to rinse not only his face but his hair and neck too - everywhere that had gotten sticky. He knew Ryan was probably getting cleaned up too, since she had to go back to work.

Finally all rinsed off, Alec finds a towel and dries his hair and face. Still alone for the moment, he wanders into the living room to take a look around since he hadn't yet had a chance. He takes note of the fairly-neat room, the shoes over in one corner that must be Eli's, and the nice television set. Ambling over to the couch, he spies a framed picture on the end table. Picking it up, he sees Ryan when she was very young, along with two boys and a man. Their father who had died? Her brothers? He wondered which one was Eli.


"Don't be sorry." Scott sighs. "It's me, I know. I'll plan on your coming over tonight then... Domino will be happy - I think she's missed you too."

Taking note of the time, Scott straightens again, his fingers slipping from Hope's. "I guess you need to get back to work, huh?"