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Those Summer Nights, #5

woohoo! I'm ignoring work, and finished the next part of the story...so now for all your amusement....

TITLE: Those Summer Nights
AUTHOR: emaleythe
RATING: R (Language)/ NC17 (
SUMMARY: Partings, a gift, Partings again, the first taste of the media
CONTENT/WARNING: Some swearing/sexual references
DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened. Lyn is a fictional character based in fact.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: special thanks to Billy and Dom, and to the muse for keep hitting. This story is a continuation of Trial and Error which can be found in emaleythe's memories (including the first 4 parts of Those Summer Nights)

In the morning, the goodbyes were sleepy but sad. Billy hugged Dom for what seemed like forever, a jealous Lyn standing idly behind. Dom’s bittersweet smile said it all, Lyn thought. Although she was affected by Billy’s sadness at his parting, her shoulders felt a lot lighter knowing that the stress and tension would be leaving. She had been kicking herself all night for kissing Dom and kicking herself even more for keeping such a large secret from Billy. How could she maintain, knowing that should Billy ever find out, her relationship as well as his friendship with Dom would likely be over. She must figure out a way to let him know without betraying the confidence, and without making too large a rip between them all. The only real problem was that she saw no solution in sight.

When the boys detached themselves, Dom turned to Lyn. He already had the beginnings of tears in his eyes, sensitive man that he was. He opened his arms wide and grabbed her up in a huge bear hug. Lyn laughed and hugged him back around his bags, because despite everything that happened, she could not help liking him as a person.

He lowered his head to her ear and whispered, “Thanks for everything Lyn. Take care of Billy. You know I love you two, don’t let me stand in the way.”

Lyn nodded and gave him a kiss on the cheek, pulling away.

Dom gave a little look of surprise, “Oh wait, I almost forgot. I have a present for you, call it a parting gift.”

Dom rummaged around in his bag, until he found a small package still in the paper sack. He grandiosely handed it over to Lyn, smiling mischievously.

Lyn lifted an eyebrow, “What is it?”

“Just something to remind you of me, besides I think you’ll like it. Look it up on the net when you get back to the room, I think you’ll understand.”

“How now, what’s up with this? You didn’t get me a present!” Billy joked.

“Ah Bills, your present is getting rid of me for awhile, gives you a chance to have Lyn all to yourself.”

That of course, sent the two off on another besting round, until Dom pulled himself away regretfully.

“I’ve got to go Bills; time’s a wasting….Call me!”

“I promise I will Sblomie, get going.”

Dom entered the cab, with Billy giving it a little pat when he was clear. Their last site of Dom was his boyish face giving them the finger as he pulled away. Lyn and Billy laughed and repeated his gesture. Billy watched till the cab was out of site, and then slipped his arm around Lyn’s shoulder with a sigh.

“Let’s see what he got you. I have to tell you, it’s most unusual to receive something from Dom. Usually people are giving him gifts.”

Lyn opened the bag, and upended the contents into her hand. Dom, for some reason, had bought her three black bracelets, matching the ones he always wore. Once again, Lyn’s interest was peaked and her eyebrow arched upward.

“Now that’s the strangest thing, why these bracelets?”

“Don’t know love, but I’m sure you’ll googoo it and find out.”

“Googoo? It’s google honey, google.”

“Googoo, google, it’s all the same crazy stuff to me.”

Lyn laughed, playfully punching him in the arm, “Sometimes, love, I think you do that on purpose.”

Billy answered with only a smile.

The rest of the work on the house went quickly, well quickly once you got Billy to decide on anything. Being his first home, he labored over every tiny detail, till Lyn was ready to scream for him to pick anything, just anything! It’s only a faucet for Christ’s sake! At the breaking point, and after spending a month longer than she had requested off work, Lyn finally decided that it was time to head back to the states, to clear out of her apartment and to settle up with the job. Billy offered to head back with her, but Lyn felt that she needed to go alone lest she face the hobbit madness of the states. Besides, she needed the time to make her own kind of goodbyes to friends and haunts. She had kept in contact, as best she could, with most friends online, but had found that the ones that stayed by her after beginning her relationship with Billy were far and few between. It’s not that the others weren’t happy for her, although there were some that weren’t; it was more that they didn’t know what to think. It had been as weird for all of them as it had been for her. She hadn’t told anyone about her time with Billy after first meeting him, and then to suddenly be dating such an upcoming star was too fantastical for most of them.

Lyn and Billy’s parting was sudden, and just as teary as Dom’s had been. Billy held onto her tightly, refusing to let her go through the gate at the airport. Lyn had to finally promise her undying love and imminent return a hundred times before she was able to pull away from him. Finally walking away, she let the tears go, making quite a scene, but not caring. Fuck them if they’ve never seen someone leave their boyfriend before. She was only vaguely aware of the clicks of cameras as she passed.

Her flight was long, taking most of the day, and by the time she arrived back in Kentucky; she felt she had been traveling her whole life. She stepped off into the boarding area, stretching all her muscles, and shuffling her way through the crowd towards the baggage retrieval. No expectant family or friends waiting, Lyn proceeded to stop at the gift shop for a cup of coffee, taking her time. She was glancing over the headlines of the newspapers when she spotted a familiar old gossip rag. Smiling to herself, she picked up one and began riffling through the pages. She stopped when she spotted a picture of her own tear-streaked face under the title “Love Lost American Flees for Home”. Astonished, Lyn began to read the short blurb. Apparently, there were some mean-spirited journalist taken pictures at the airport, and they had decided that Billy and Lyn’s parting had been on negative terms and proceeded to describe a “tear ridden scene of partings in which Billy’s latest ex-girlfriend was sent packing for home”. Lyn felt her blood rise. What the hell gives them the right? And to take something that was so beautiful and to trash it in such a manner…. Lyn slapped the magazine on the counter, paid for it and the coffee and stomped towards the taxi stands, blood boiling.

In the cab, she directed the driver towards her destination, and then whipped out her cell phone. Doing a quick calculation for Glasgow time, Lyn dialed up Billy and was frustrated when his voicemail picked up.

“Hello, Billy here, leave a message….BEEP”

“Billy, I wish to god that you would turn your cell phone on. Have you seen the scandal papers? They printed a picture of me crying and wrote this horrible article that you broke up with me. I know it’s stupid but this really pisses me off…. anyway, wanted to hear your voice. I miss you, I love you.”

Lyn hung up with a sigh. I suppose I will have to get used to this, but it’s just too unfair. She pushed her hand through her red hair, feeling the beginning of a headache start to throb behind her eyes. The cabby half turned in his seat.

“Sorry to overhear, but it sounds like you’re having a little problem with papers. I never really thought about it, but I guess it can be a little rough sometimes, eh? Bet it gets old.”

“Sorry? It’s more than old, it’s downright mean-spirited. They just freaking made up shit.”

“I don’t know about that, but it seems to me that if they thought it was true and they could write a story about it, then it seems that there must be some truth to it somewhere.”

“Look, there was nothing true about this article, they took a picture and made up whatever made them happy. What the hell would you know about it?”

The cabbie tightened his grip on the wheel, “I guess I wouldn’t, I was just giving my opinion, but I guess that’s not important.”

Lyn sighed, “Look, I’m sorry to be so abrupt, but the whole thing was untrue, and well, I’ve been on a plane for about 15 hours so I guess I’m a little testy.”

“Don’t worry about it, I should just learn to keep quiet.” The cabbie grumbled.

The rest of the trip continued in silence. Lyn continued to watch out the window, and the cabbie spent most of his time continuing to give her sharp looks. Lyn began to think about what the cabbie said; in part she supposed that she would have said the same thing being in his position. Beyond that, she began to think about all that had transpired with Dom. Had she been honest with Billy, she supposed the scene would have been more as the magazine had described. She then switched her thoughts over to the night before, when Billy and Lyn had celebrated one last night together before her return to America.

Billy had pulled out the whole romantic shebang this time. Deciding to keep it all in the house, he had left a beautiful card on dresser when she woke up, officially inviting her to dinner that night. He arranged for a hairdresser to come to the house, had a slinky black dress delivered, and had kept his distance until she had been completely gussied up. Then arriving at the bedroom door, he knocked and presented her with flowers. Lyn flushed all over, Billy's romantic gestures had always made her feel like a princess.
She counted herself so lucky to be the recipient.

They had dined out under the stars on the back deck, Billy serving her. Feeling so full of love, dinner seemed to mingle forever, most of the time spent with the two just holding hands and talking. Both were so intoxicated with each other, that dessert was foregoed with a unanimous decision to head to the bedroom. Once in bed, Billy pulled Lyn onto his chest, just stroking her back and giving kisses to her forehead. As his stroking got more deliberate, Lyn leaned up and searched out Billy's mouth. They kissed slowly and deeply. No need to rush this time. One kiss led to two, which led to many more. Billy broke away from her mouth and traced his way down her jaw line, nuzzling in the spot on her neck. She broke out in chills, pressing him closer. Back up to her mouth, then as if hungry, he searched out her breast, sucking it full into his mouth.
Back and forth, from breast to mouth, stroking and sucking, over and over till Lyn about dissolved into madness. Billy began whispered dirty talk into Lyn's ears, which instead of making her pull away, only served to drive her lust and love on more. The lovemaking that followed was at the same deliberate, slowed pace, drawing moans, and sighs, and finally screams from Lyn and Billy. Satiated, they curled up into each other’s arms.

Lyn had turned her face up to Bill's, "Now what brought all that on Mr. Nasty?"

Billy smiled with his eyes closed, "Nothing, I just love you is all, felt a little bit randy I suppose."

Lyn smiled and settled her head back down on his shoulder.

"Was it good for you baby?" Billy asked from above.

Lyn laughed, "Mmm-hmmm. You know that it was."

Billy smiled, and the two passed away into dreams.

Lyn had dreamed strange dreams. She had been walking around a house full of myst and shadows, with a strange blue light playing off of everything. She kept hearing her name called, but as she walked around she never could find anyone, only the feeling that someone had just been there. Then climbing a tall set of stairs into an attic she had seen Dom, jumping around. He had laughed at her, and then ran downstairs. Lyn had tried to follow him, but kept finding the path blocked. The whole dream had been like that.

Lyn thought about it all in the cab, shaking her head. Too much to think about, she couldn't wait to hit a bed. Maybe things would be clearer in the morning and all would be as it should be.

Tags: about me, billy, writing

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