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On fire	By : Kat1975 Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 7043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 13 - Falling

The next day seemed to sluggishly crawl at a snail’s pace when Tamsin was impatiently hoping for time to elapse faster.

In addition to her impatience she was nervous enough to leave a trail of destruction. First she sloshed her breakfast coffee all over her table, then proceeded to drop her lunch sandwich and on her way home, she effortlessly managed to fall over a medium sized child. The kid’s mother threw murderous glances at her even after ten apologies. Tamsin focused on the tiled floor of the tube station on her way out, her face as red as a sun ripened tomato.

With a relieved sigh she shut the door to her flat behind her and was thankful that there had been no further mishaps on her way home from the tube station. It was nearly seven o’clock and she needed to get into the shower. She hastily removed her clothes and left them piece for piece in between her entrance door and the bathroom.

She hopped the last metre or so on one leg as the other was stuck in her trousers. The moment she lost her balance felt like slow motion and her forehead hit the doorframe hard.

Stars blurred her vision for a moment. Tamsin groaned and rubbed her head. With an angry rip she got rid of the wretched trousers, took off her undies and stepped into the shower.

She yelped when the water hit the sore spot on her forehead. Thereafter she carefully avoided to get water or soap get near the area. When she stepped out of the cubicle, a glance into the mirror showed her a nasty bloody gash that ran right right from her eyebrow up to her hairline.

Wonderful. Of course this had to happen when she wanted to look good for a date. But she did not have the time to dwell on this issue, as the bedroom clock showed her mercilessly 7:13pm and she had not a clue what to wear. She did what seemed the most sensible thing to do and called Julie who had just arrived back home. Tamsin wailed “Julie, you need to help me! I don’t want to look as if I put too much effort into dressing up but at the same time I have to look good.”

Julie sighed “honey, calm down.” Ten minutes later half of Tamsin’s wardrobe was piled up high on her bed, but Julie’s logical approach had narrowed choices down to trousers, a gorgeous but not too sexy top and low heels since there was no way to know how much walking would be involved.

With Julie’s help Tamsin finally settled for a pair of summery, cream coloured ¾ length trousers which hugged her curves nicely and a crimson red v-neck top that was more of a suggestion than a blatant display of her assets.

By now the clock showed 7:41 and she had wet hair dangling all over her face and the problem of how to hide that ugly gash was still unsolved. By 8:03 she had managed to put on some make up and thanks to the straightening iron her hair look good. Well, it looked good apart from a funny fringe that was plastered across her forehead with a considerable amount of hair spray to hide the cut. But she had decided that this was better than to run around with the looks of someone who had been kissed by a butcher’s knife.

She took a deep breath, chucked a few things into her handbag and put on her shoes. When all was done she felt a rush of happy excitement constrict her throat and her heart beat fast in her chest. Now, where the heck was Gerry?

**

Gerry shook off someone who shoved a clipboard at him and promised to have a look at it soon. Before anyone else could obstruct the passage out of the building, he strode towards the exit and raced through the automatic glass doors.

He opened his car with the remote and let himself fall into the driver’s seat. When he had closed the door he simply sat there for a moment, eyes closed and savoured the blissful silence after a hectic and loud day.

Then he took a deep breath and turned the key in the ignition, his Audi TT growled low and powerful and Gerry groaned when he saw the time. It was a quarter to eight and no way would he have time to get a shower and change, or even arrive on time even if he went to her place straightaway.

For a moment he considered to give Tamsin a call and tell her he would be late, but then he realised that he was looking forward to see her as soon as possible and sniffing his shirt decided that he should be alright.

About twenty five traffic lights later he was at the end of his patience, but then finally turned off Liverpool Road in Islington and soon after let out a breath of relief when he drove into the tree lined Arundel Square. He parked his car right in front of her door and ran his hands through his hair. His stomach tensed when he walked towards her door.

**

Thanks to her sharp motherly instincts, Tamsin’s Mum had called her daughter precisely at five past eight. Tamsin who expected it was Gerry, had picked it up. Now she was caught in a discussion whether she could make it to a garden party her parents had planned for the weekend following the next in their Kent home.

Tamsin knew full well that it would be a mind-numbing get together, with the same questions directed at her again and again. All would be made even worse by the fact that there was no way to drown the boredom in alcohol in company of her parents and their friends.

When the doorbell rang, she quickly hit the buzzer and interrupted her mother “Mum I really, really have to go now!” When her mother went on without a pause Tamsin opened her door and desperately tried to make her mother aware of the fact that she had to go “MUM I am sorry! We’ll have to discuss this tomorrow, OK?”

She saw Gerry walk through her door and turned away from him to hiss into the phone “Mum…listen to me…MUM LISTEN!! …look I really gotta go now…bye. BYE!” and added with rising desperation “MUUUM!! BYE!! I’ll call you tomorrow.” She then simply hung up.

Tamsin turned around and faced Gerry who wore a smirk on his face and looked gorgeous in a white, half open shirt that seducingly hugged his defined upper body. There was even more dark stubble on his handsome face today and his hair was slightly tousled.

**

As Gerry had stepped into her flat he had been astonished to see her turn away from him the moment she spotted him. A moment later though, he had realised that she was on the phone talking to her mother, who on very first impression seemed just as resolute as his own.

When she put the phone down and finally faced him, his first thought was that she looked beautiful all over. On second thought her fringe looked a little…funny…somehow out of place…compared to the rest of her appearance.

He stepped closer and while he went in for a kiss, she obviously thought they would give each other a peck on each cheek. Both laughed nervously, withdrew and he looked questioningly at her “do I get a kiss or not?” Tamsin grinned and their lips met.

They parted a few moments later and Gerry took her up on the offer to have a drink before heading off. He sank down on her sofa and gratefully drowned the glass of ice cold orange juice she handed to him. When she studied his features rather fondly she frowned and said “you look tired. How was your day? Gosh I still don’t even know what you do for a living!” then added looking thoughtful now “From all I know you could be a drug dealer.”

He snickered and hesitated for a moment “I’m a…lawyer, but it’s such a boring occupation…anyway let’s not talk about jobs. I really had a hard day and I bet you were busy too.” She shrugged and changed topics “alright, so where do you want to go tonight?”

After a moment of consideration he faltered, unsure how she would react to what he was about to say “would you mind a lot if we don’t go to a restaurant? I know I told you we would but I am just so sick of having so many people around…” She intercepted his justification by putting her hand onto his arm and responded “that’s alright! It’s actually a great idea.” Surprised green eyes looked at her.

**

Gerry was used to women who more often than not expected their dates to be carried out in style and the more expensive and public the better. But then he had to admit that he had hardly ever reached that less demanding stage after the initial courting phase with any girl for quite a while.

She added “I have an idea. You stay here and relax, while I quickly prepare a few things we can take with us.” He frowned “take with us? To where?”
“ Well we could walk to the nearest park and have a little relaxed picnic there.”

His face lightened up considerably at the word park and she quickly raised a finger “yeah, park…but remember a moment ago you were knackered. So it’s park as in picnic in the park. Eating, you know…”
He looked at her with a mock disappointed face but then smirked “just joking. You’re wonderful, but are you sure you don’t mind to prepare some stuff while I lazy ass am lying here on your sofa? I feel evil!”

She laughed “no worries I’ll make sure you know when I don’t like how things are going. Watch out for me throwing a fit and smash your vase. For now, you just stay here and relax or whatever. Believe me I will think of something you can do to make up for my hard work in the kitchen.”
He chuckled and planted a kiss on her cheek “thanks”.

Thirty minutes later Tamsin had finished her preparations and all kinds of food were neatly packed into a basket along with something to drink and a blanket. Once she was satisfied that everything was there, she entered her living room and found Gerry outstretched on the sofa. One arm and leg were hanging over the edge and judging from his slack features he was fast asleep.

She covered her mouth to stop a laugh that was about to escape her throat at the sight in front of her.
Not sure what to do with him, she watched him sleep for a while but at some stage, even though he looked quite charming, it got boring. In films staring at sleeping people always made them wake up, but Gerry did not stir the slightest bit.

A quick glance at her watch told her that it was five to nine and they had roughly half an hour before the sun would be gone. Tamsin walked over to the sofa and crouched down in front of Gerry’s face and wondered about how to wake him gently.

**

Gerry woke up from the feeling of lips touching his. They applied soft pressure and then he felt a warm hand on his right cheek. He felt disappointed when his lips were abandoned. Then whispered words “wake up Gerry, wake up” entered his conscience, but he did not open his eyes as these lovely lips rejoined his. Soon he felt a tongue sneak its way into his mouth and then the tip of his tongue was gently sucked on.

He was waking up at a rapid speed now and as arousal stirred in him, he moaned low in his throat. He lifted his hand until his fingers met warm skin and started to caress it. Their kiss grew more vigorous and they gasped for breath after a short while. Gerry finally opened his eyes. Tamsin smiled at him and stood up extending her hand to him “come on the sun is going down soon”

He rubbed his eyes and had to orient himself for a moment. “I can’t believe that I have been sleeping. Jeez, I am really hungry now.”

”Then come on…let’s go!” Tamsin encouraged and watched how Gerry got into an upright position and then onto his feet. She grabbed the basket from the kitchen and on the way to the door Gerry took it out of her hand to carry it.

Ten minutes later they were sitting on the grass, the last golden rays of the evening sun warm on their skin. Gerry had already snatched the second baguette sandwich out of the basket and ate it up in lightning speed. “Don’t choke again I’m out of practise when it comes to doing the Heimlich maneuver.”

The only way for Gerry to answer although half a baguette was blocking his mouth, was moving the chewed up mass of bread into one cheek. He looked like a hamster storing food for winter. Tamsin promptly choked on the orange juice she had been about to drink and snorted half of it out of her nose.

She blushed, laughed and coughed all at once and Gerry laughed tears, but had to quickly cover his mouth with one hand, as the clump of half-eaten baguette was about to fall out.

When he had with an effort managed to swallow, he grabbed the still violently coughing Tamsin from behind “I’m saving you don’t worry! I’ve watched 3 seasons of ER” and she squealed in protest.

He had anticipated that and proceeded to kiss her neck. With one hand he brushed her hair out of the way and she willingly tilted her head when he kissed the soft skin below her ear.

She moaned just loud enough for him to hear her when he took her earlobe between his teeth and then licked along the rim of her ear.
Tamsin turned around and he took her face into both hands, resuming where they had broke off their earlier kiss, but now his tongue plunged into her mouth to meet hers.

Gerry wanted to run his fingers through her hair, but when he touched her forehead she suddenly cried out and withdrew from him.

”What haver I done?” he asked, confusion written all over his face. Tamsin covered part of her forehead “Ah, it’s nothing I just hit my head earlier today…being the klutz I am.”
Gerry slowly took her hand away, brushed the fringe out of her face and cringed when he saw the long cut.

”Ouch careful!” she warned him “I’ll be fine as long as you leave your fingers away from it.” He raised his eyebrows in doubt “alright, whatever you say Amazon warrior but how the heck did you manage to hit your head that badly?”

She sighed and recounted the embarrassing tale but started to giggle when the comedic value of her stunt emerged.
He shook his head looking at her with concern, put a hand around her neck and carefully drew her closer and planted a gentle kiss onto the unscathed side of her forehead before he whispered into her ear “you should take better care of yourself” Tamsin felt quite touched by this show of concern, until he added “you look much better with your head in place you know…?”

She rid herself of his hand and pushed his chest away “you just had me there! I really thought you’d be concerned about my health but all you care about are looks” and added “you bastard” but eroded the effect immediately by smirking “now shut up and eat!”

Gerry threw one last look at the gash but nonetheless hesitantly resumed eating. By now the sun had gone down and dusk had settled over the park, but it was still warm and there was just enough light to see what they were eating.

A few moments later Tamsin let herself fall backwards into the grass “ack I’m completely full” but when Gerry dangled a pair of cherries temptingly in front of her, she tried to snap them out of his hands. He quickly pulled his hand away and cooed “you will have to trade in a kiss to get them.”

He propped up his arms on both sides of her body and lowered himself so he could kiss her, but this time made sure to avoid any contact with the lesion on her brow. Soon passion replaced gentleness and he moved and positioned himself between her legs.

Gerry pressed his growing arousal into her lower body and moaned when she responded by moving under him. She slung her arm around his neck and placed the other on his back where she felt defined muscles that tensed under her touch.

Every though about food was forgotten by now and he made small but increasingly urgent movements against her and needed every ounce of resolve to not go any further. He released her lips, breathed heavily onto her face and studied her features “you’re beautiful you know that?”

She smiled, stroked along the length of his face and let her hand run through his hair “thank you”. Gerry kissed her again but then reluctantly pushed himself up and a moment later fell onto his back next to her, close enough for their shoulders and arms to touch.

Gerry hesitated but then felt around for her hand, let his fingers run along hers and their fingers interlaced.
They lay like that for a while, staring silently into the now starry sky and the only movement was Gerry’s thumb stroke lazily along Tamsin’s.

Neither one of them wanted to disturb the peaceful silence, but then a panting noise came closer and when Gerry looked up he saw a large dog trot dead straight towards them. When Tamsin looked up and saw the dog too she snickered “and I thought the panting was coming from you.”
He nudged her and objected “hey, my panting is distinctly different from that dog’s one. Shall I prove it?”
“No thanks Gerry. I’ve heard your panting already…”

They got both up before the dog would get a chance to eat the remainders of their food.
Packing everything together, Gerry inquired slightly alarmed but chuckling “oy when did I pant?” She giggled. Gerry started to tickle her and it just slipped out of her mouth “you panted when you stayed the night and…” He stopped the tickling and stared at her in disbelief immediately getting what she hinted at “NO WAY…you were awake? Oh jeez! I’m actually a bit embarrassed.”

She laughed and admitted “no need to be embarrassed…I thought it was quite sexy…it totally turned me on. But it was very frustrating too!”
He giggled madly at that confession “this is must be the most surreal conversation…EVER!”

He put his arm around her shoulder, squeezed it and jerked her close so she nearly lost her footing. Gerry could not resist to ask her after a short period of silence “so…you know…when I…you know…did you…too?” She laughed and when he looked expectantly at her, she shook her head. He made a disappointed sound and a few minutes later they were back at her flat.

Gerry sat put the basket into the kitchen and without waiting for an invite sat down on the sofa. Tamsin sat down next to him and he draped his arm loosely around her shoulder. When he tried to make her lean against his chest by pulling her over with his arm he encountered resistance.

”Hey you, what’s the matter?” he tilted her head up with his hand so he could see her face. When she looked at him he thought he saw a flicker of fear in her eyes, but he could be mistaken.

He noticed that the cut on her forehead looked much worse in the brighter light of her living room “Ok, that’s it…where is your first aid stuff and I won’t be fobbed of by you saying that you’ll be fine” Gerry said with authority “now…where is it?”

Gerry retrieved the box and kneeled before her, carefully brushing Tamsin’s hair out of her face. He carefully cleaned the wound, cut off a long piece of band aid and worried his lower lip in concentration, before he furrowed his brow, aimed and put the band aid over the cut. Then he admired his handiwork with a satisfied grin on his face.

Beaming proudly at her he stated “finished” and sat back against the side rest, patting his own chest and motioned her to come over. When she hesitated he frowned and asked “what’s wrong? Come on over!” Tamsin hesitantly came closer.

He smiled disarmingly “that’s not sex, that’s only…cuddling…you know? I always thought girls like that.”
She eased a little against him but he had to wait for another minute or so until she started to relax into his embrace.

**

When he woke up hours later, he could not move under Tamsin’s weight and felt as if every single muscle in his body hurt. She had slid down his body a bit, but the majority of her weight still rested on him. He knew there was no way to get back to sleep in this uncomfortable position. He shook her shoulder gently and whispered “honey, honey…wake up. Wake up.” She stirred, then sat up rubbed her eyes and looked waveringly at Gerry.

Tamsin yawned, got up and walked out of the living room, but not without stretching out her hand motioning for Gerry to follow her. In the bedroom she took off her trousers and top, but left on her underwear and then flopped down onto her bed and crawled under the sheets.

Gerry stripped down to his boxers and without hesitation crawled to her side of the bed. Then he slung one arm around her waist, drew her close until their bodies met and fell asleep moments later, her warm body soothingly spooned against his.

Epilopgue

~
I'm so tired, of falling in love
Finding it easier, to fall out
I can't deny it, I feel it inside
Oh Cupid's fire, no you can't hide

I'm falling in love again
Ain't nothing I can do
Falling in love again
And this time it's with you
When I fall
It's always the same
And I'm so tired of playing this game

Been so long now
Since I gave up my heart
I've kept it locked down
I don't wanna get it harmed
So let me tell you now
I just wanna be sure that you won't hurt me
Can you promise me that
~

‘Falling in love again’, lyrics by Eagle-eye Cherry

...to be continued
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