“Hi Ginny. The kids and I are watching Cars,” said George. “Sandy went out with a friend and Ysabel went shopping with ‘Solda and Bitty.”
“Okay. Has everyone eaten?” she asked.
“Yahuh, Unky Gee made us sanwitses,” said Sara. Joe and Ivan nodded.
“Okay, then I’m going to go shower,” said Ginny.
“Enjoy,” said George as he and the kids turned back to the movie.
Ginny walked into her bedroom, gathered her sweat pants and a teeshirt and headed for the shower. Dropping her clothes in the hamper, she looked at herself in the mirror. A few wrinkles, gray hair, a little saggy around the breasts, but not bad. Ginny turned the shower on and stepped in when the water was hot.
The water felt wonderful, and as she brought her hand up to her face, she caught a faint whiff of Patrick’s scent. “Damn, that man smells good,” she thought. Grabbing the shampoo, she started washing her hair. Once that was finished, she turned the shower head to pulse and let it hit the tension spot between her shoulder blades. The knots slowly worked loose. The water began to cool off and she turned off the water and grabbed her towel as she got out. Ginny thought she heard the front door open and close as she got dressed. She wondered if it was Ysabel and the girls back from shopping or Sandy. She grabbed her comb and headed out to the living room to see who it was.
“You look comfortable,” said Patrick who was sitting on the end of the couch.
“I.. um… I,” Ginny stuttered. “George, why didn’t you tell me we had company?” she asked as she felt the blood rush to her face.
“You were in the shower,” said George. “Just relax, we’ve been having a nice conversation.”
“And Sara here has told me all the family secrets you forgot over lunch,” Patrick said with a smile.
“Okay, I’m going to go change clothes and we’ll start this over,” said Ginny as she tried to walk slowly back to her bedroom. “Oh gods! Hair tangled, in sweats! Geeze!!!! No wonder I haven’t had a date in ages!” she thought in a panic. She stopped mid room and tried to work the comb through her hair. She swore there were more tangles than hair. “Maybe it’s time for a haircut,” she thought.
“Here, let me help with that,” said Patrick as he walked up behind her.
“Um, wha?” said Ginny absolutely gob smacked to see Patrick in her room.
“I said let me help,” he said with a smile as he held out his hand.
Ginny shut her mouth and handed Patrick the comb. She turned so that he could work the tangles out of her hair. He was gentle and in a few minutes he handed her the comb.
“There, all untangled,” he said. As she turned and started to speak, he put his hands on her shoulders. “Now, before you get all tongue tied, relax. I don’t care what you’re wearing or that your hair was tangled. I came over to see you,” he said.
Ginny looked up at Patrick and could see in his face that he meant what he said. “See me? I just left you at Cal’s. And,” she started trying to order her thoughts and all she got was more confused. “What about visiting with your cousin?”
“To be honest, I can talk to him later. I had a great time this afternoon. Best in some time, and you’ll probably think I’m a rushing, but you smell so damn good,” he said. Patrick brought his nose down to her hair and inhaled. Then he moved to her neck and that spot just behind her ear. He inhaled again and then kissed her earlobe.
Ginny moaned as he moved his kisses to her throat. “Pppatrick, you barely know me,” she said.
“Granted, but I’ve been alone for too long and you are the first person in a long while that’s sparked anything,” he said. He went back to kissing her neck.
“I’m umm, Oh damn that feels good,” she gasped as he nipped her collarbone.
“Ginny, I want you,” he said as he brought his head up and looked her in the eyes. “You smell good, and your scent tells me you want this as much as I do. Do you want me?” he asked. “If not, I’ll leave and go back to Cal’s and play poker.”
Ginny looked up at Patrick. She took a deep breath. “Oh my gods he smells good!” she thought as the scent rolled over her senses. “Yes,” she said. “But what about George and the kids?” she said as she realized that her bedroom door was still open.
“George and I had a little chat while you were still in the shower. He’ll take care of the kids. He also said have fun and don’t over think things,” said Patrick.
Ginny giggled. That was George alright. She raised her face to Patrick’s. “Two legged or four legged?” she asked.
“Two for as long as we can,” he said.
Ginny smiled. “Then we need to close the door,” she said.
Patrick let go of her long enough for Ginny to close the door. She barely turned before he had her in his arms again. He pulled her to him and started to kiss her mouth. He nipped at her lips and as she opened her mouth, he licked her teeth and then tongue. Ginny responded with kisses and nips of her own. Her hands went to his waist and started to pull his shirt up.
“No, not yet. I get to undress you first,” he said as his voice grew hoarse.
“But,…” she started.
“No, you first,” he said as he grabbed her teeshirt and pulled it off. Her nipples crinkled up as his fingertips teased and caressed her. Slowly, he backed her onto the bed. Ginny sat and Patrick moved between her legs tipping her over onto her back as he kissed her mouth. His hands pulled and tugged at her nipples and then caressed her breasts. Ginny moaned and felt herself growing wet. She ran her hands through his hair and across his back. She could feel his muscles ripple beneath the shirt. She wanted to touch his skin, and yet he held her in place as he kissed and nibbled down her throat to her breasts.