Forty-five minutes later, the two little ones were full and sitting in front of Luc’s TV. Meg pulled him into the kitchen out of earshot. “By the way, next time we have company, we must shut the doors and no screaming,” she said.
“Huh?” Luc asked a bit confused.
“We had Sara and Joe in with us because ‘some one was squeemin like a gurl’ in the middle of the night and they got scared,” she said complete with Sara’s accent.
“Squeemin like a gurl? That must have been you,” he said while the red blush crept up his neck.
“No, I think it was you… I stuffed my fist in my mouth if you remember correctly,” Meg said.
“Oh,” Luc answered turning a bright shade of red.
“I love it when you blush,” she said and started on the dishes.
*
Duke picked Sara and Joe up about two hours later. The kids were happy to see their dad, but didn’t want to leave Luc’s.
“Buh Daddy, we likes Unky Woffy Luc,” said Sara. Joe nodded behind her.
“Well, it would be nice if you could stay, but if you come home with me, you can see Bitty, and Isolde and then maybe you can come back another day,” Duke tried to negotiate.
“Buh Daddy, we likes Mweg too, even if she isn’ a woofy,” said Joe.
Meg smiled. Duke laughed. “You realize you’re in trouble don’t you?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” she countered.
“Well, once you go furry, you never go back. Not just because of the great times in bed, but how will you ever be able to look at faces like this and say no?” Duke said as he pointed at the kids. On cue, the two of them shot Meg big puppy eyes. “Besides, I think it’s too late anyway,” he said. He then turned and started to gather up the kids and their possessions. A minute later, he was out the door.
Meg turned to Luc with questions all over her mind. “What the hell did he mean by that?” she asked.
“I’m not sure,” said Luc. “I’ll call him later and see if he’ll tell me.”
“Okay, because he sounded sorta sad when he said it,” she said.
“Who knows. Maybe he’s just not dealing well with the separation from Penny,” Luc said. “Oh! Almost forgot. Ginny will take the shop today, and said if we wanted to run away from home, she’d be okay with that.”
“Run away, like go camping?” asked Meg.
“Yeah,” said Luc.
“What’s your problem then? Why isn’t the car packed?” she said heading off to the bedroom. She realized that Luc hadn’t followed her. “Luc, come on!” she called. When he didn’t answer, she walked out to the living room where he was getting a few items off his desk.
“I thought you wanted to go camping?” she said.
“I do,” he replied.
“Then why aren’t we getting the gear ready?” she asked.
“Because 90% of it is already in the car. Only thing we need is your pack and the cooler off the front porch,” he said smugly.
“You bastard!” she said laughing as she ran back to the bedroom to get her clothes.
*
The hike up to the camping spot was gentle. Meg hadn’t been up in this mountain range before. Luc knew it well, and he led them to a secluded camping spot next to a small mountain lake. They set up the tent and were cooking steaks before the sun set.
“Oh I have missed this,” she said.
“It hasn’t been that long,” countered Luc.
“It has! Over two months, and the last time I got scared half to death, nearly drown and ended up with a new boyfriend,” she said trying to sound exasperated.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Luc said.
“Well, a little of it was. The nearly drowning part,” she said.
“Oh good! Here I was afraid that it was the new boyfriend bit that terrified you,” he said jokingly.
“Nah, The unbelievable part though was the sex,” she said mischieviously.
“The sex? What was unbelievable about the sex?” he asked.
“How good it was!” she laughed.
“Oh? Well then, after dinner, I will just have to prove to you it wasn’t a fluke,” he said with false indignation.
They laughed.
After dinner, Luc spread out the sleeping bags outside the tent so that they could watch the meteor showers. The Perseid Showers were this week, and Luc was glad to be up above the city lights. They laid there watching the meteors streak across the sky. At one point they were falling so fast that it was hard to point them out individually.
He rolled over and started kissing her neck. Meg giggled. Then Luc traced his fingertips down her sides. Meg rolled towards him and totally forgot about the meteors.
“Oh! I almost forgot, I learned some interesting massage techniques while I was waiting for a client the other day,” she said.
“Ah, and what might these new techniques be?” Luc asked.
“Well, originally, these were directions on how to make a standard poodle moan. However, Ginny and I decided that they would work well on shifters too,” Meg said.
Luc gave her a glare even though she couldn’t see it in the dark. “I’m not a standard poodle,” he said.
“No, but let’s see if it works,” she said.
“Fine,” he sighed.
Meg straddled Luc’s lap and then leaned forward putting her fingers on the back of his ears and thumbs just inside. She then proceeded to rub lightly in small circles.
Luc tried to hold still. He felt the shiver run down his spine as she increased the gentle touches.
“Oh. God,” was all he could say.
Meg smiled. She then extended her hands to cover his ears as well as the eyebrow ridges. Sort of a Spock mind meld looking hand movement. She was caressing the sinus points and Luc was melting.
“You can do that all day long,” he said.
Meg was really pleased this was working. She slowly stopped the face massage. Then she moved down a bit and lifted up his teeshirt. She started rubbing large circles on his stomach, with just enough force to make good fingertip contact.