xp_logs | Sometime during the whole Guido Trip (Reply)

Set sometime during the trip to see Guido when Alison booked these two thier own Suite. What was that woman thinking?

Yes more Lorna/Alex cuteness invovling ice cream and bubbles. Slight angst, but nothing falling in a bath tub can't cure.

Lorna set the empty carton of strawberry ice cream and tried to stop giggling. She’d tied her hair back before they’d begun eating but some of it has escaped and was sticking to her cheek. “I don t think I’ve had strawberry ice cream since I was nine.” She grinned, and leaned forward to lick a bit of stray ice cream from Alex’s cheek. "You, my darling, are a mess. Did you even eat any?” he tugged on his t-shirt and pointed to another rapidly melting bit of ice cream.

"I could say the same for you darlin'" as Alex leaned forward to gently lick a spot of ice cream from her nose. He ran a hand through his hair, only to find he had ice cream there too. Laughing, he grinned back at her. "Since when do we ever simple *eat* ice cream?"

“Since...never?” Lorna made a show of guessing, “Still, this is a record even for us.” She spread her fingers wide to show how they stuck together.

Alex held out his arms as he examined them and the gooey pink substances covering them. Then an idea hit him and he got a silly look on his face. "You know what this calls for right?"

Lorna raised an eyebrow at him, "Do I dare ask?"

Grinning, he jumped up off the couch. "Wait right here...." And with that Alex ran into the bathroom, shutting the door quickly behind him. A few moments later, running water could be heard through the closed door.

The sound of the water made her sit up straight, eyes wide. Involuntarily her hand strayed to her scarred shoulder and her eyes sought a mirror terrified she’d see the effects of all that ice cream under her skin, swelling her like a balloon. She shook her head violently to banish the doubts and reminded herself to breathe.

A muffled "Ompf" could be heard before the water stopped running and Alex reappeared in the door, now only wearing his boxers. Grinning, he came over to the couch, his smile faltering for a moment as he had caught the tail end of her frantic look in the mirror. "You alright hun?"

Lorna gave him a shaky smile and held out her hands to him “Honestly? I’m working on it. Right now, I’m fine.”

He smiled gently as he took her hand and pulled her up. "Well, I have a nice warm bubble bath waiting for you if that would help." Alex led her into the bathroom, where the said bath awaited, with the light dimmed. "Anything else I can get for you hun?" he asked as he bent down to retrieve the shirt and shorts he'd abandoned on the floor so as to feel a bit cleaner himself.

Lorna reached out and took his hand again, pulling him back over to her. "Tell me what you see?" she asked, wanting to replace her mental image of herself with his. She released his hand and pulled off her sweater, breathless for the moment.

Startled, Alex dropped his clothes, allowing himself to return to Lorna's side. He swallowed hard, realizing exactly what she wanted from him, but still...he was scared of possibly telling her the wrong thing. Not the wrong thing exactly...but her taking it the wrong way. Ignoring the still too thin body that was revealed by the sweater, Alex cupped her face in his hands as she spoke, confidently and firmly, as he looked into her eyes. "I see a woman who is stronger then I could ever be...I see a woman who works herself to the bone for others...I see a woman who doesn't see herself very well, but is working very hard on changing that...I see the woman I love and easily the most beautiful women in the world, no matter the hair color, scars..."now he allowed himself a small grin, "or the ice cream."

Lorna’s heart was caught in her throat and she couldn’t seem to swallow past it. She had feared...irrationally and stupidly but... She drew in a long shuddering breath and managed to smile back at him, “Thank you.” She covered his hands with hers and turned her face to press a kiss against each palm. He still tasted like strawberries and it made her giggle, “I love you.”

When she was finally facing him again, Alex leaned in and kissed her. "I love you more then anything, and you’re very very welcome." He repeated his action of bending down to pick up his things. "Now enjoy your bath hun."

She repeated her grab and tug, wrapping her other hand around his wrist to prevent further attempts at straying and raised an eyebrow at him, “Were you going somewhere?”

Again his clothes ended up on the floor as Alex was grabbed again. Noticing he was now somewhat trapped, he couldn't help but smile softly. "I well...I didn't know if you would feel comfortable...you know...in there together. You being comfortable is the most important thing to me, so...I though I'd take a shower later or...am I making any sense?"

Since he babbled so cutely, Lorna just smiled and nodded allowing him to go on. She maneuvered them until his back was to the nearly overflowing tub. As he finally wound down, she leaned in and kissed him softly, “Stay,” she said, then shoved him lightly backward.

Alex had been busy babbling that he hadn't even noticed being backed up into the tub until it was too late. The shove made him lose his balance and fall backwards. As he fell in, he grabbed Lorna's arm, pulling her in with him in a large splash of water and bubbles.

Though that hadn’t been quite her plan, Lorna was willing to work with it. She resurfaced, clinging to him and giggling hysterically. A quick survey of the bathroom revealed that his clothes on the floor were just as soaked as their owner, likewise her sweater though that might never recover. She looked back at Alex, her eyes alight with amusement, “Oops?” she offered, not even trying for a straight face.

Alex shook his head, sending more bubbles flying. He turned to her, a smirk on his face. "Oops? Oops is right!" then he burst into giggles as he splashed her since everything in the bathroom was wet already.

She splashed him back, of course. One couldn't let that kind of thing pass. The resulting water war was short, vicious and the perfect way to get used to being half naked in a lake-sized tub with him.

After losing his breath from giggling so much, he settled against the side of the tub and pulled her into his arms. "I think I could get used to this..." He smiles softly, kissing the top of her head.

“Absolutely. Though probably the hotel management will wish we wouldn’t.” She nodded her agreement, sliding her arms around his waist. Her jeans were dreadfully uncomfortable and made her legs feel heavy. She shifted, making a face. “Denim is not water wear.”

Alex couldn't help but release another giggle at the hotel management thought. "True very true...And would you like me to close my eyes so you can fix the jeans problem? My friends threw me in the ocean once whilst wearing jeans, and I can remember it wasn't pleasant." He cocked his head to the side, waiting to do whatever she wanted.

She pulled away from him a bit and tilted her head to the side, mimicking him. “Are you going to keep them closed as long as I’m not wearing the jeans? Because that will probably end up being silly.”

Alex laughed now, both at her and the thought. "Hey, I was only trying to help!"

“And you’re a wonderful sweetie for trying.” She gave him a quick kiss, “S’ why I love you so much.” She braced herself against the edge of the tub she could stand up. Once standing, she peeled off her jeans and tossed them with all the other sodden clothes on the floor. The air was chilly compared to the warm water of the tub and she shivered.

Alex turned his head away a bit so as not to make a show of watching her, but he couldn't help peeking out of the corner of his eye. When he saw her shiver, he held out his arms open. "Come back in, the water's fine..."

She bent to brace herself on his shoulders, before sinking back down in the water. With his blond hair streaming water and bubbles and that faint hesitancy in his eyes that said he was worried about her, he made her heart do a slow roll. She ended up kneeling next to him and leaned over to kiss him. "Christ, I love the way you look."

He couldn't help but blink at the comment, but he returned to his sense in time to return the kiss. Alex smiled almost bashfully. "Should hope you had at least one reason to keep me around..." Then he kisses her again, though more playfully. "Plus, I have it on good authority that a surfer is 10% better looking when around water..." He winked at her before wrapping his arms around her waist.

“I have hundred of reasons. Thousands. Enough reasons to keep you here with me forever.” She shivered again from the sensation of his arms against her bare skin. “Good thing it’s only ten percent or I might have to make sure you never go to the beach. You’d just be too gorgeous to ever allow outside where some other girl could steal you away.”

"Ahh but there comes the part where I don't want to be stolen away. I like it right here, thank you very much." Alex wrapped his arms around her, letting his warmth soak into her. "And forever sounds perfect to me..." he whispered gently in her ear, nuzzling it softly.

She made a pleased noise and slid her hands down from his shoulders to his waist. She had to shift her posture and ended up sliding into his lap. The move was automatic and should have been familiar but then again, she d never done it while they were curled up in a bubble bath together. She gasped softly, nearly moving away again.

Alex smiled gently, not moving his hands from around her waist, making it so it was difficult for her to move from that spot, yet not forcing her to stay. "Don't..." he muttered softly as he buried his face in her shoulder. "Stay?" Alex pleaded gently, as he now looked up at her with his puppy dog eyes.

Since she didn’t really want to move, his pleading look was instantly effective, “Always,” she replied, relaxing into him. Tilting her head, she kissed him softly, as if testing this new situation.

Alex smiled and half-closed his eyes lazily. "Could definatly get used to this..."

"Mmm, feel free." Lorna lifted one hand to comb through his hair, smiling when she encountered the tangle where he'd--or maybe she'd--gotten ice cream in it. "I certainly intend to."