Dragons in the Dark – Chapter – Glory’s Birthday

“I’m sorry, babe. I have to work today. Are you okay on your own? I’m off at 4 so we can go to my mom’s.” Glory was still wrapped in Lucas’ arms but her alarm had just gone off.

“That all works. It’ll give me time to get you an amazing birthday present,” Lucas answered, drowsily.

“Better than becoming my boyfriend this weekend? Best birthday present of my life so far,” she answered, still reluctant to leave him alone in bed.

“I guess I might have to go a little ways to top that, but I’ll try,” he said, looking down at her until she turned her face up to him for a kiss.

“Come shower with me,” she whispered against his lips. “Start this birthday off right.” She rolled out of bed trying to pull him out with her.

“I’m coming!” he said, finally, and she let go of his hand and made her way into the bathroom, listening to him grumble behind her about having to get up this early when he didn’t have to work.

But it was all worth it when he stepped into the shower and Glory pressed her wet body against his and kissed him deeply. They explored each other with lips and soapy hands and in the end they held each other tightly, recovering their breath in each other’s arms under the steaming water.

“Good start to your thirtieth birthday?” Lucas said, breathlessly, when he could speak again.

“I told you, best birthday ever, babe,” she said, turning her face up to his for a kiss.

“Are you doing anything for lunch today?” Lucas asked, hopefully.

“I’m going to work through so I can take off a little earlier. Unless you really want to meet me for lunch. I’m only getting off early so I can be with you, so either way works for me,” Glory said, coquettishly.

“Get off early. I don’t know where I’ll be at noon, or if I will have found your birthday present yet,” Lucas said.

Glory gave him an impatient look. “You don’t have to buy me anything, you know. I’m not in this for the goodies.”

“I know…that’s what makes buying you something even more fun. You don’t expect it. Do you know how refreshing that is?” Lucas asked.

“Oh, I have expectations,” Glory said. “but they’re not things.” She reached down to playfully cup his balls.

“You want more? I don’t want to make you late for work,” Lucas whispered against her lips.

“True. Rain check, though. Tonight, after dinner,” she said.

“Deal,” he said, kissing her again. “What do you want for breakfast?”

“I usually just have some Cheerios and a fruit. Wanna join me?” she asked, turning off the shower.

“I’ll grab something later. I’m not hungry yet,” Lucas said, grabbing a towel to hand to Glory before taking one for himself. Glory finished drying off and by the time Lucas had finished drying off and shaving, she was in the kitchen having breakfast and making her lunch. He pulled some clothes out of his suitcase and went into the kitchen to join her.

At the door, they held each other and shared a long, soulful kiss, before Glory finally pulled away and headed for her car.

She spent the rest of the day in a bit of a daze. Most of her co-workers came by to wish her a happy birthday. Her boss had a card for her and chatted with her for a few minutes about her plans for that night. He had met Lucas at the art show the month before and would often come and talk to her about what Lucas was doing in his professional life. Desirée wanted to take her to lunch, but she begged off, saying that she was meeting Lucas after work, so they made plans to go out the next day.

When 4 o’clock came around, Glory was packed up and ready to leave as soon as the clock struck the hour. She was trying not to be too excited about what Lucas might have bought her, but that was a hard sell. She was also excited to introduce him to her mom and sister and the rest of her family as her boyfriend! Again, she couldn’t keep the smile from her face when she thought about it.

Lucas was waiting for her when she got home, and he had a package for her to open before they went to her mom’s.

“I don’t know if you’d want to open this one in front of everyone,” he said, seductively.

She gave him a sideways look and took the box over to the couch to open. What was inside was magenta and satin-y and very skimpy. “Are you sure this is for me and not you?” she asked, looking at him sitting next to her on the couch.

“Well, my birthday is next month…” he said, letting his voice trail off at the end.

Glory stood up and held the nighty up in front of her and looked at the g-string panties. “You’re going to have fun getting this off of me,” she said, leaning down to give him a kiss.

“Yes, I am,” he said, huskily. “Here. Open this one, too. Something you might be able to wear tonight.”

Inside the second package was a purple camisole with a lace edging along the neckline. It had spaghetti straps and fell to her hips. Underneath it were the matching bra and panties.

“Wow…and these all seem to be my size. Should I be concerned at how comfortable you are buying women’s lingerie?” Glory asked with a laugh.

“I’ve never dated anyone who didn’t like receiving lingerie, and, you’re right, it’s partially for me, too.” He smiled at her. “Were you going to change for your mom’s? Wear these.” He held up the box with the camisole in it for her to take into the bedroom.

Glory took a lot of care getting dressed. She had a dress that she wanted to wear that night and the lace on the camisole just peeked out around the neckline and complemented the navy blue dress perfectly. The bra and panties were a perfect fit, which made Glory wonder a little bit about Lucas. She hadn’t asked, but now she wondered how many girls there had been before her. Could she ask now that they were dating?

She touched up her make-up a little bit and went out to make her entrance. Lucas was still on the couch and stood up when he heard the bedroom door open.

“Wow! You look great!” he said, standing up to come over to her and take her hands.

She lifted her face up to his to accept his kiss. “Can I ask you something?” she said, when they pulled apart.

“Of course,” he said. “Anything.”

“How many girlfriends did you have before me? If we were putting a number on it, what would your number be?” she asked.

He looked at her for a long time before answering. “You may be surprised at how few there have been,” he said, finally.

“How few there have been?” Glory asked.

“I’ve never been a promiscuous guy. Too Catholic, I guess,” he said.

“So, how few have there been?” Glory probed, not letting it go.

“Do we have to do this now? Can’t we talk about it next time?” Lucas said, continuing to put her off.

Glory looked at him concerned. “If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. We can talk another time.”

Lucas sighed. “Five girlfriends, ten lovers in total,” he said, quietly.

“Ten’s not so bad,” she said with a smile. “Why would you worry about that?”

“It’s the only five girlfriends I was more worried about,” he said. “You think it’s okay that I’ve had more lovers than girlfriends?”

“Now what do you consider is the difference between a girlfriend and a lover?” she asked him.

“Well, we were lovers before this weekend. No real commitment, we could see other people, just getting together for sex,” Lucas said. “A girlfriend, I consider as someone I’m in an exclusive relationship with. There’s sex, but there’s more.”

Glory smiled and moved away from Lucas a little bit. “Are you counting me as one of the lovers?”

“No, not anymore,” he said with a smile.

“Okay, so the 5 lovers never got to be girlfriends. So there have been 5 lovers and 5 girlfriends before me,” Glory said, nodding her head. “That’s not bad.”

She was moving around the apartment starting to get ready to leave. Lucas cocked one eyebrow at her and said, “What about you?”

“Oh, is this show and tell night?” Glory asked.

“I told you…” he said, firmly.

“Okay…” She paused for a minute to count. “Well, I’ve had 4 boyfriends, but more lovers. I’ve had a few one night stands and some non-committed relationships…maybe 10 in all.”

“So 14 in total…?” Lucas asked.

“That sounds right,” Glory said.

Lucas nodded and then smiled. “No wonder you give such an awesome blow-job!” he said after a minute.

“So, we’re good? I didn’t freak you out or anything?” Glory asked.

“Nope. Not much you could have told me would have freaked me out,” he said. “Just because I’ve been a monk, I don’t expect others to be. Are you ready to go?”

She smiled at him and said, “Yeah, I’m ready.”

 

Beth met them at the door of her apartment with a big hug and a kiss for Glory. “Happy birthday, darling. I can’t believe that you’re 30!” She kissed Glory on the cheek again and waved her into the house.

“Lucas, it’s great to see you again. So glad you’re here for Glory’s birthday,” Beth said, pulling him in for a quick hug as well.

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Lucas said with a smile.

“Come on in. You’re the first ones here, so we have some time to chat,” Beth said.

Beth offered Lucas a beer and Glory a glass of wine and they sat down in the living room to chat.

“Mom,” Glory said. “Lucas and I have decided to…become exclusive.”

“So, he’s your boyfriend?” Beth asked.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Glory said, giving Lucas an adoring look.

“Well, that’s nice. How’s it going to work with you guys living so far apart?” Beth asked, her brow furrowing in concern.

“We’re not sure yet, Beth,” Lucas answered. “We’ll play it by ear for now and see what happens. Hopefully, at some point, we’ll be able to find a way to live in the same city anyway. For right now, it’ll have to be a long-distance relationship.”

“Congratulations are in order, then. I hope it works out for you guys,” Beth said, lifting her glass of wine up to toast them both. Lucas put his arm around Glory and lifted his beer to toast the two women.

The doorbell rang and Beth went to answer the door and let Claire and Diana and her family in. Holly was right behind them.

There were lots of congratulations for the happy couple and then Beth called them into the dining room for dinner. Steak and potatoes with asparagus was one of Glory’s favourite meals and she ate with gusto. After they were done, Beth brought out a chocolate cake almost completely covered in candles!

“Mom, you didn’t actually have to put 30 candles on the cake. Way to make me feel old!” Glory said, smiling after they had all sang her ‘Happy Birthday’.

Lucas laughed. “My mom always does that to me. But she does get a bigger cake usually,” he said.

“So you’ll have 35 to blow out next month, is that right?” Glory asked.

“Never mind teasing me about my age. You need to save your breath for this,” Lucas said, pointing to the flaming cake.

Glory took a deep breath and started to blow the candles out. She was really pushing it by the time the last candle was extinguished, but she got them all out!

“Yay!” Holly exclaimed. ”What did you wish for, sis? What would you need other than what you already have?”

“I wished for world peace. Thought that would be pretty safe,” Glory said, jokingly.

“Okay, time for gifts!” Beth said, pulling out a bag and a box for Glory to open.

The box contained a beautiful red and black cardigan. The colour faded from black at the top to red at the bottom. It flared prettily at the bottom and looked great over her navy blue dress. She spun once to show the flare of the sweater.

The other box was a dress with a blazer. “Just in case you have an interview to go to,” Beth hinted, none to subtly.

“Mom thinks I’m underpaid for what I do,” Glory said as an aside to Lucas.

Holly had a tiny box that she had wrapped prettily with ribbons and a bow.

“This is too pretty to open,” Glory said, giving her sister a hug.

“What’s inside is pretty, too,” Holly said, and she was right. The earrings were drops with a shepherd’s hook and 3 stones, going from a pale amethyst to a deep eggplant.

“Oh, Hol…they’re perfect!” Glory pulled off the earrings she was wearing and put on the new earrings before leaning over to give her sister a hug.

Lucas smiled and said, “Those look beautiful on you!”

Claire and Diana had bought Glory a new comforter for her bed. “The last time I was there, the one you have looked a little threadbare,” Diana said.

“Okay, now me,” Lucas said, pulling out a little velvet covered box from his pocket.

Glory gave Lucas a withering look. “You didn’t,” she said, angrily.

“Maybe…” Lucas said. Glory opened the box and found a dainty ring inside. There were 2 stones, one dark blue, the other, light blue.

“It’s just a promise ring. I found one that had stones the colour of my eyes and your eyes,” he said, pointing to the two stones.

Glory tried it on her right hand ring finger and held it up to the light. The smile on her face told Lucas that this had been the exact right gift to give her. She turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and said, “Thank you, babe. It’s perfect!”

“You’re welcome, sweetie. It looks really pretty on your hand. I knew I’d have to find something delicate,” he said, turning his head to kiss her neck through her hair.

When he looked up, though, he caught a disapproving look from Beth. I guess I should have known she wouldn’t approve, he thought.

“It’s a little early for a ring, isn’t it?” Beth said, taking Glory’s hand to look at the ring and then up at Lucas.

“It just says that we’ve made a commitment to each other, nothing more. And it’s pretty and delicate so I thought it would look nice on Glory’s hand,” Lucas said, only a little defensively.

Beth kept her eyes downcast, looking at the ring and nodded. “Don’t move too fast, okay? You guys have lots of time,” she said.

“Don’t worry, mom. I’m not ready to walk down the aisle yet,” Glory said, leaning over to hug her mom.

“Neither am I,” Lucas added, with a shy smile.

“Let’s have cake!” Beth said, turning to pick up plates and forks off of the counter behind her.

Once everyone had a piece of cake in front of them, the conversation turned to inconsequential things as they ate. There was much laughter with Lucas there. He had a great sense of humour and lots of great stories from his movie-shoots and hanging out with other Hollywood types. His humour was light and self-deprecating and put everyone at ease.

They moved the party to the living room after the cake was done and spent another couple of hours talking and laughing. Beth watched Glory with Lucas and she could see that there was love there. She was more than a little concerned about the long-distance nature of their relationship, but she hoped they’d find a way to work that out.

It was about 10 pm when Glory called it a night. She still had to work the next day, although she had let them know that she would be in late so she could see Lucas off at the airport. She had a new nighty to try out that night, so she had a great reason to head home a little early.

After they had left, Beth pulled Claire aside.

“I don’t know about this,” Beth said to her sister.

“He seems like a nice guy and Glory adores him. It should be alright,” Claire said. “He’s a lot of fun to be around.”

“I know, but long distance relationships are tough to keep going at the best of times. Maybe I shouldn’t worry; this may just fizzle on its own,” Beth said.

“Let’s hope not,” Claire said. “He seems to really make her happy.”

 

Lucas and Glory fell giggling into her apartment. She had been teasing him all the way home and now was his turn to get even. He pressed his lips to hers and cupped her breast through the material of her dress, camisole and bra. “You’re wearing too much clothes,” he said, huskily.

Glory reached down and grabbed the bottom of her dress and lifted it over her head. She tossed it over onto the couch and returned to Lucas’ embrace. “Better?” she said.

“Much,” he said and swooped down to scoop her into his arms. “Bedtime, baby.” He carried her into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed and lay over her kissing her face and neck, then moving down lower. Glory closed her eyes as he moved his lips and tongue slowly down her body, teasing and arousing her and bringing her to a shattering orgasm, before moving up to thrust himself deep inside of her to find his own release. Lucas held her gently in his arms as she slowly came back to her senses.

“I love you, Lucas,” she whispered. “Today has been perfect. You’re perfect.”

Lucas laughed. “I am far from perfect, love, but I’m glad it was such a good day for you. Happy birthday again.”

“Thanks, babe.” Glory drifted on the edge of sleep, enjoying the feel of Lucas’ strong arms around her.

They lay still for a long time, each occupied with their own thoughts. Finally, Glory said, “So now we have to talk about getting me to Boston for your birthday,” Glory said.

“Yeah, that’s going to be fun! I can’t wait for everyone to meet you! My mom’s been bugging me, especially since Greg and Kayla have met you,” Lucas said, a slow smile spreading across his face at the thought of his mom. “Can you swing an extra-long weekend? Maybe come up on Friday and fly back on Monday?”

“Maybe. Let me ask at work. I’ve got lots of vacation time left for this year, so I should be able to. If I can work from there, I may be able to come for longer. I’ll check with my boss this week and I can let you know. Will we be staying at your mom’s? You mentioned your condo in Boston once.”

“We’ll probably stay with mom the night of the party, but we’ll be staying at my condo. I can’t wait for you to see it. I’ve got your painting up and it looks great!” Lucas said.

Glory didn’t say anything for a few minutes. Lucas stroked her hair off of her face before asking her, “Everything okay? You got awfully quiet all of a sudden.”

“Yeah,” she said and paused for a few more seconds. “No. All of those people have met your other girlfriends and lovers. I don’t know how I’ll stack up.”

“They all love me. The fact that I love you will be enough for them. I surround myself with some pretty awesome people, so I don’t think you need to worry,” he said, quietly.

“Okay, so when is the party? Your birthday is on Monday, right?” she asked.

“Yeah, but the party will be on Saturday,” he said. “If you can come up on Thursday or Friday and then fly home on Monday or Tuesday, that would be great! Even if you have to work part of that time, that should should be fine. I’ll have to help my mom set up for the party anyway, so I’ll be busy.“

Lucas kissed her forehead. “I am so excited that you’re coming down!” he said.

Glory smiled to herself and snuggled in closer in to his side. “Just don’t abandon me with a bunch of strangers, okay? I had a boyfriend who always used to do that to me and it made me really uncomfortable.” She had closed her eyes and suddenly realizing how tired she was.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ll stay right by your side. But I don’t think these people will be strangers to you for long,” Lucas said, softly. “They are going to love you just as much as I do.”

“Hmmm…I hope so,” she mumbled, sleepily.

“Sleep now, love. I’ll see you in the morning,” Lucas said, stroking her hair off of her face and away from his nose.

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 9 – Tourists

Glory woke slowly and stretched. Something was different, but she wasn’t sure what it was. She could see light in the room through her closed eyelids so she rolled towards her bedside clock to see the time. 7:30. Wasn’t it the weekend? she thought. Once she was sure that it was, she rolled back over to go back to sleep.

Something was still different and it was tugging at her mind. Someone was cooking bacon; someone in her apartment. She let a smile grow on her face. It must be her boyfriend. She let that thought sink in for a moment before jumping out of bed and finding some clothes to put on to go and find out what Lucas was up to.

“There you are, sleepy head.” Lucas said, turning towards her to give her a kiss before he turned back to flip the bacon again. “I thought I owed you breakfast.”

“It’s so early.” Glory complained, sitting down at the table. “Isn’t it the weekend? And aren’t you on LA time still? It’s only 4:30 AM in LA.”

Lucas put a cup of coffee down in front of her and she took it in both hands and took a sip. She smiled to herself when she realized that he knew how she took her coffee. While she cradled her coffee cup, she said, “I love you.”

“Coffee’ll do that to you.” he said with a smile from in front of the stove. “And I’m on Boston time. I’ve been off the last couple of weeks. Is it too early for you?” he asked with concern.

“Noon is a good time to get up on a Saturday. 7:30 is usually when I get up for a pee so I can go back to sleep.” Glory said, taking another sip of her coffee. “You’ve never been this much of an early bird when you’ve come to visit before.”

Lucas shrugged. “I’m usually not, especially when I have a beautiful woman next to me in bed.” He winked at her. “But I was awake, so I thought I’d get a head start on breakfast.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up? I could have put you back to sleep.” Glory said, seductively.

“We did crash pretty early last night.” Lucas said, defensively. “We can go back to bed, if you want. I just wanted to spend as much time with you as I could. Our relationship up to now has been spent mostly in bed.” He raised an eyebrow at her suggestively. “I thought we could do some stuff together today before dinner.”

“Out and about with Lucas Wolfe.” Glory said, trying that idea out in her mind. “How many times do you think we’ll be accosted by autograph hounds or people wanting their picture taken with you?” Glory had spoken lightly, but Lucas could hear the concern behind her words.

“Toronto’s actually pretty good.” Lucas said. “If people recognize me, many of them will just wave or yell to me; not a lot of people actually stop me.

Glory let this sink in for a few minutes. She was still struggling a little bit with the more public side of being his girlfriend.

“But when we go to New York or LA, people are much bolder. I can sometimes hardly walk down the street, especially if I’m someplace and word gets out on the internet.” He wanted her to be prepared for this stuff; the last thing he wanted to do is to have her be spooked by fans and run. And he was getting the feeling she spooked pretty easily.

“So what would you like to see, love?” she said, looking at him over the rim of her coffee cup.

“I don’t know. Is there a lot to see hanging around in downtown Toronto?” he asked. “Do you want eggs, too, or just bacon and tomato?” he added.

“Bacon and tomato is fine, and, yes, there’s lots to see in downtown Toronto. We could wander up Yonge Street and do some shopping, then we can check out Queen West…it’s not as trendy and hipster as it used to be, but it’s still pretty cool. We can go to Kensington Market and Chinatown and then grab the streetcar down to the CN Tower and Skydome.” Once Glory got started, she realized that there were lots of places she wanted to show him!

Lucas was watching her get excited about showing him her city and he smiled. “Sounds like getting up early was a good idea after all.” he said.

Glory smiled back. “Don’t think I’ve forgiven you yet, movie-boy! I value my sleep time on the weekends!” she teased him.

Lucas laughed. “So I’ve been downgraded again, have I?” He turned around to butter the toast that had popped up and was busy for the next couple of minutes assembling Glory’s bacon and tomato sandwich. “Mayo?” he asked, and looked back to see Glory nod.

With Glory served, he turned back to butter his own toast as they popped out of the toaster.

“So we’re being tourists today, eh? Did you get reservations at the 360 Restaurant?” Glory asked, wiping her mouth with her napkin.

“Yes.” he answered. “I sent a text to my assistant last night and she got back to me this morning with a 7 pm reservation. Is that okay?” He sat down at the table across from her with his sandwich, then got up to refresh both of their coffees before settling down to eat.

“The time? Yeah, that works. Might even give us time to come back here and change before dinner. Depending on how much fun we’re having being tourist-y.” she said.

Lucas just nodded because he had a mouthful of sandwich. They sat and finished their breakfast, talking about inconsequential things. After a quick shower and clothes and they were out the door.

 

It was an absolutely beautiful day. Glory wore sandals and a flirty little dress, in case they didn’t get to go home and change, and Lucas was casual, but not in jeans. He wore a pair of khakis and a polo shirt over his signature sneakers.

They went everywhere that Glory had mentioned and were only approached once by someone wanting an autograph and picture…and it was a kid.

She came up to Lucas shyly, wearing her distressed Special Branch t-shirt and said, “Are you Lucas Wolfe?”

Lucas hunkered down to her level and said, “Why, yes I am? And who are you?”

“Emilia.” she answered looking everywhere but into his eyes.

“Well, Emilia, I like your shirt. I have one just like it.” he said, pointing at, but not touching her shirt. “How old are you, Emilia?”

“I’m 8.” she said, holding up 4 fingers on each hand, “and I love Matt Hunter.” She was starting to lose her shyness in the face of Lucas’ friendliness. “He’s my favourite Brancher. Is he going to be Marta’s boyfriend? I think he should. What’s going to happen to Ian?”  Marta was another Special Brancher. The last movie had started to bring them into a romantic relationship. Ian was Matt’s best friend from his hometown.

Lucas was smiling at her precociousness, and now that her shyness was gone she was not to be stopped. “Are you really mad at Brock? I like Brock…he’s really cute and funny.” Brock was the commander of Special Branch with whom Mat had a love/hate relationship. Emilia turned to her mom. “Mom, do you have my colouring book so I can show him my picture?”

Emilia’s mom seemed very apologetic. “Sorry, Mr. Wolfe. When she gets going, it’s hard to get her to stop.” She handed Emilia her colouring book so she could turn to the picture she wanted to show Lucas.

“It’s no problem at all.” he said as Emilia opened the book to her picture.

“See? It’s you and Brock and Ian fighting. I don’t like it when you fight. Will you ever be friends again?” Her eyes were pleading as he looked up at him.

“We’re still friends.” Lucas assured her. “Matt wrote Brock an email Continue reading “Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 9 – Tourists”

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 8 – Boyfriend

Traffic was stupid and Glory was getting very frustrated as she tried to make decent time getting home from work. Lucas had flown in that day and used the key that she’d given him last time he’d been in Toronto to let himself in and start dinner.

But there seemed to be something keeping traffic from moving, and no matter what route she took, she came up against a brick wall. So she cranked up her stereo and danced and sang her way through the traffic.

She’d told Lucas she’d be home by 5:30 and at 5:45, her phone rang.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“Traffic. Sorry. It’s usually not this bad. Figures, eh? I have a hot man waiting at home for me and I can’t get there,” Glory said.

“I’ll keep. Just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he said.

“If there’s an accident, I’m behind it, not in it,” Glory said craning her neck to see if she could see what was holding them up.

“So, how long do you anticipate?” he asked. “I don’t want to start getting things ready until I know you’re almost here.”

“What have you got planned over there, movie-boy?” she asked with a smile in her voice. “You might want to hold off on dinner until after sex.”

“Don’t worry…I’ve got sex worked into the equation,” he said in a husky voice. “Half an hour long enough to get you home?”

“I’ll probably be there shortly after 6, but, yeah, give me half an hour. If that changes, I’ll call you,” she said, not at all certain that, at her current speed, she couldn’t walk home faster!

“Okay, I’ll plan for half an hour, then. Can’t wait to see you,” Lucas said.

“Me, too,” Glory answered in a throaty whisper and then signed off.

It was almost half an hour to the minute when she walked through the door. The traffic had cleared enough to let her get onto one of her side road shortcuts and avoid at least some of the traffic.

Lucas greeted her at the door with a long hug and an even longer kiss. He still had an oven mitt on one hand and he turned from her to go back into the kitchen while she put her lunch bag down and kicked her shoes off.

Lucas was putting a pan of pull-apart bread on the table with melted butter, salsa and hummus to dip. “Appetizer…and we can move on to the main course from there, or use this to sustain us through some extended lovemaking,” he said with a little bow. He pulled her chair out from the table for her to sit.

It had been just over a month since his last visit, but Glory had been hungering for him. When he had called earlier this week to say he’d be in town, that hunger had intensified. She wasn’t sure if she could sit calmly across the table from him eating dinner until she had made love to him, but she would give it a try! The anticipation was delicious!

And so was the pull-apart bread! The surface was brushed with butter and covered in spices.

They chatted about everything and nothing, and although she still yearned to have her hands and mouth on him, Glory found that she was really enjoying talking to him, too. He was so funny and so engaging, their time together seemed to fly by. He brought out the meal when he didn’t see any indication that they were ready to move things to the bedroom: baked chicken with potatoes and salad.

Lucas had been to Christopher’s Haven the week before and he told her all about the kids that he had met there this time. It was a home near the Massachusetts General Hospital for kids battling cancer. He made a point to go there at least a couple of times a year and he always came away so inspired by the courageous battles these kids fought.

Glory had been to a weekend art retreat since they’d seen each other and she had gotten some fresh ideas and was utilizing what she’d learned in her painting. She couldn’t wait to show him her latest pieces. But over dinner, they discussed the use of different brush techniques to convey different emotions and even movement on a canvas. They talked about the Group of Seven and how some of the techniques they’d used had been taught at this workshop and how Glory was incorporating them into her work.

“I can’t wait to see the paintings,” Lucas said. “and the new techniques. I’ve got to make time for some classes or workshops. I feel like I need some extra schooling in this.”

“You should, babe! Then we could get together and I can show you my new stuff while you show me yours,” Glory said.

The suggestiveness of her comment came clear to her when she looked up and saw the heat in his eyes. “Have we had enough anticipation yet?” he asked.

“Long time ago…I was just waiting on you, movie-boy,” Glory said, getting up and preparing to run if he took offense to her continued use of that nickname.

“Movie-boy…I’m not sure that I like that,” he said. “Maybe movie-man…?” He had gotten up, too and now he took her hand to lead her towards the bedroom. The dishes would definitely have to wait.

“Well, you’ll have to earn it…” She let her voice trail off as she pulled him in for a kiss and started pulling at her clothes to get them off. She had definitely had enough anticipation!

They fell into the bed half undressed, kissing and caressing and pulling off any clothes that was still in their way. Their dinnertime anticipation left no room for foreplay, so in very short order, Lucas reached over for a condom and they came crashing together in a shattering orgasm.

They held each other with their breath coming in ragged gasps until they were able to come back to their senses.

“Okay,” Glory said, breathlessly. “Movie-man.”

Lucas laughed so hard, he almost fell off the bed. “Is that all I had to do to be upgraded?” he said, finally.

“Careful…you may get downgraded again,” Glory said sternly, before breaking out into a big grin. “God, I love to make you laugh like that!”

Lucas gathered her into his arms again and they lay together for a long time, each alone with their own thoughts.

“So what brings to you to Toronto this time?” Glory asked, eventually, interrupting the silence.

Lucas was quiet for a long time. He had just wanted to see her; to hold her in his arms, make love to her, kiss her, hear her laugh at his jokes; but he didn’t know if she was ready to hear that yet. But, try as he might, he couldn’t think of a good story to tell her this time.

“You,” he said, finally.

She propped herself up on her elbow to look at him. “But that’s not the way this works, is it? I thought I was a nice diversion when you had to be in town, not the reason you came to town,” she said, holding his eye.

He shrugged. “I really wanted to see you and I saw on Facebook that it’s your birthday this week, so I came up just for you,” he said.

She settled back down with her head on his shoulder and didn’t say anything for a few minutes. “And the other times?” she asked.

Lucas sighed. “Those locations did have to be scouted, but I didn’t have to do it personally, and I could have flown through New York to Berlin with no layover…” He let his voice trail off hoping he had not screwed things up here completely.

Again, there was silence from Glory. Finally, Lucas stroked her hair back from her face and said, “Glory, are you still with me?”

“I…” she stopped for a moment. “I thought I was your Toronto girl.”

“What do you mean, ‘my Toronto girl’?” he asked.

“I mean, someone to hook up with when you had to be in town…like your Boston girl or your LA girl or your Chicago girl…” she blurted out.

Lucas laughed, quietly. “Well, that’s a real compliment to my virility, babe, but no, I don’t have a girl in every port. There’s just you.” he said, pulling her in a little closer.

Glory needed a minute to take this in. The relationship she’d thought she had with him wasn’t what it seemed at all. His only girl…despite her doubts, this thought made her feel warm inside.

“I…the only real reason I’ve been keeping this as casual as it’s been is because of what you said that first weekend we were together,” Lucas said.

Glory tried to think back to what she might have said, but she had been overtired and pretty drunk by the time she had laid her head down on his bed, and nothing was coming to her, so she asked.

“You said that you couldn’t see yourself in a relationship with a celebrity because you’re a private person and you didn’t think you could stand the media’s intrusiveness,” he answered her.

“I said that?” Glory asked, still snuggled into his shoulder.

“You most certainly did,” Lucas said, “and I can completely understand the sentiment, so I didn’t push it.”

Glory laughed. “Well, if I said that, I said it to let you know that I didn’t expect anything from you…that I wouldn’t be calling and hanging onto you if you just wanted a quick night with a gentle good-bye.”

Lucas laughed. “So, you’re okay to take this further? I know we talked about it a little bit last time and you’re right that living this far apart makes things difficult, but are you willing to try?” he asked, hopefully.

Glory didn’t answer for a moment. “Willing to try what, exactly?” she asked, trying to make sure she knew what she was getting herself into.

Lucas sighed, then shook his head. He pushed her up so that he could see her face. “I…” he shook his head again, hoping he wasn’t jumping the gun here. “I love you, Glory. I have for a while now. You can call our relationship what you want, but to me, you’re my girlfriend, my only girlfriend.”

She looked at him with disbelief! Lucas Wolfe loved her! What was she supposed to do with that? But she didn’t look away. She could see the longing in his eyes; a longing to hear her say those words to him. Did she love him?  She ran her finger down his cheek and then down over his beard. She moved it to his moustache and then pressed her lips to his in a sweet kiss that went on for a long time.

She was smiling when she pulled back. “You are too much sometimes, you know that?” she said.

“I know…my mom tells me that all the time,” he said, stroking her cheek with his finger. “You don’t have to say it if you don’t feel it. I can wait. Don’t leave, though. I don’t think I could handle that.”

She sniffed and realized that she was crying…why, she didn’t know. Lucas reached up and grabbed her a tissue from the bedside table to blow her nose. “I’m not going anywhere. Of course I love you! I didn’t think we were going there. At least not yet.”

He laughed with relief and then grabbed a tissue for himself. “You scared me there. I thought you were going to leave me hanging!”

She held his eyes for what seemed like forever before saying, “Never,” and laying her head back down on his shoulder.

There was a smile on Lucas’ face that wouldn’t go away. She loved him! If he ever needed a good reason to live in the present moment, he was holding it in his arms, and right at that moment, he was the happiest he could ever remember being.

“So what do you want to do for your birthday, beautiful?” he asked.

“Mom’s having everyone over on Monday, which is the actual day…when are you flying out? Would you be able to stay?” Glory asked.

“My flight is on Tuesday…are you okay with me coming?” he asked.

“Now that you’re my boyfriend,” Glory paused to savour the sound of that word, “it should be fine. If mom doesn’t like it, that’s too bad. Hopefully, she’ll wait until you’re gone before she lectures me.”

“Okay, but I’d like to take you someplace just the two of us, if that’s okay,” Lucas said.

“Sure, what did you have in mind?” Glory asked, propping herself up to look into his beautiful, blue eyes.

“Oh, I don’t know. Where’s a nice romantic place to have our first date?” he asked.

“Right, it is our first date, isn’t it? It feels like we’ve known each other for so long.” Glory said.

“But I never took you out so we didn’t have to deal with the reporters or autograph hounds…maybe you want to keep it that way…?” Lucas offered.

“No, we can go out. There’s  lots of nice places to go…from the CN Tower to some of the more exclusive steak houses in Toronto; there are a few place out in the suburbs, too, that are really good. Do you like Greek food? I know a few really nice places in Greektown,” Glory said, offering some suggestions.

“I’ve never been up the CN Tower, so why don’t I see if I can get reservations there for tomorrow night?” Lucas asked. “We can go and see the tower and be tourists and then go up for dinner.”

“Sounds perfect,” Glory said, snuggling back down onto his shoulder.

They were quiet for a few moments, each alone with their own thoughts, until Lucas broke the silence.

“You know, I don’t even know how old you are,” he said.

Glory smiled. They HAD been keeping things casual, hadn’t they? “I’m thirty on Monday, so a bit of a big deal,” she said.

“Yeah, I’d say!” he said. “My mom’s throwing a party for my 35th next month…maybe that could be your trip to Boston that we talked about…?”

“To come to your birthday party and meet all of your friends and family in one place? Didn’t I do that to you last time you were here?” Glory said with a little laugh.

“As a matter of fact, you did. The difference will be that everyone there already knows about you and I’ll be introducing you as my girlfriend. Might be a little easier…” he said.

“Touché,” Glory said, quietly. “Sorry about that. I hadn’t ever expected to have to introduce you to everyone like that. I’m just glad it went so well. You did make a good impression on my mom, though…she keeps asking when you’ll be coming back for another visit.”

“Parents and babies I don’t have a problem interacting with. I’m sure if Kelsey could talk, she’d be asking the same thing,” Lucas said with a laugh.

Lucas felt Glory stiffen at the mention of Kelsey. “We don’t have to talk about the baby thing, yet, do we?” Glory asked.

“We definitely do not have to talk about the baby thing yet. You know how I feel and I know how you feel. It’ll be years before it’ll really be an issue and who knows where we’ll be by then,” he said, and he felt her relax again against him.

“Good…don’t want to ruin tonight with a disagreement,” she said.

“I don’t think anything could ruin tonight,” Lucas said, stroking her hair back from her face. “You’ve made me a very happy man tonight.”

“I seem to make a habit of doing that. You said the same thing that first time we slept together…or I guess the first time we made love,” Glory corrected herself.

“I did, didn’t I? I couldn’t believe that you actually came up to play cards. I know I probably shouldn’t have kissed you or sent you to sleep in my bed, but I was drunk and thought I’d push my luck, and I’m glad I did!” Lucas said. “Just the way you stood next to me watching your sister and your cousin going all fangirl on Greg without losing your cool with me…it was nice. It made me think you were a little different.”

“You don’t know how hard that was,” Glory said. “When I realized who you were…that’s why I couldn’t look at you. I vowed that I wasn’t going to embarrass myself in front of you. I figured that too many women have gone all gaga on you and you didn’t need another one doing it when all you wanted was a couple of slices to end your night.”

“But sometimes, I’ll look across the room and catch sight of you and part of me still goes…OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! IT’S LUCAS WOLFE!!” she finished.

Lucas laughed and said, “Well, I’m glad you hold that in. You’re right that I have enough women doing that to me right now.”

“Oh, don’t lie. You love it. You’re just waiting for that Sexiest Man Alive title to come your way. I don’t know why it hasn’t yet. You should have gotten it after ‘Return of the Soldier’, with that amazing shirtless scene. What did your costar call it? Rippling deliciousness?”

Lucas laughed until he had tears in his eyes. “Oh, she is a pip! She wanted to see me blush in public, and it worked! She still teases me about that,” he said, when he could finally talk again.

Glory was laughing, too; his laugh was so infectious! They lay quietly for a few minutes, and it was Glory who broke the silence. “I love you, Lucas,” she said, softly.

Lucas smiled and pulled her in closer. “I love you, too, babe. It’s early; I’d love to spend the evening here in bed with you, but if you want to get up…”

“Nope…I’m exactly where I want to be; right here in your arms,” she said, tightening her grip on him, too.

“You don’t know how good it feels to hear you say that,” he said, closing his eyes. He shouldn’t be tired, but he found himself drifting on the edge of sleep. Suddenly, he felt Glory tense up and shake for a second.

“What was that?” he asked, not opening his eyes.

“Sorry, I thought you were asleep,” Glory said. “That was a fangirl moment…just a thrill going through me. You may have to pinch me.”

Lucas pinched her lightly on the arm and she giggled. Then he pinched her side and she squirmed to get away from his pinching fingers. He continued to pinch and tickle her while she screamed and squirmed to get away. But when he grabbed both of her hands to keep her from pushing him away, she tensed and the look of fear on her face stopped Lucas in his tracks. He dropped her hands, saying, “Are you okay?”

She blew her breath out through pursed lips before saying, “I’m good, I just have a bit of a phobia about being trapped like that. You did it the last time you were here, too, and I had a hard time with it,” she said, quietly.

“You need to let me know stuff like that,” Lucas said. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, ever!”

Glory shrugged. “It’s okay. I dealt with it, but now that you’re my boyfriend…” She paused again to savour the idea.

“How long are you going to go off into lalaland every time you say ’boyfriend’?” Lucas teased her.

“Until it gets old, I guess. Right now, it’s such a novelty,” Lucas laughed, quietly, and pulled her back in beside him. She snuggled in a little closer and settled to sleep.

I am Lucas Wolfe’s girlfriend, she thought as she closed her eyes. She smiled and pressed her lips against his shoulder and closed her eyes, still smiling.

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 7 –

“That was fun!” Lucas said to Glory on their way back to her place. He was driving; he had noticed early in the evening that Glory was enjoying her wine, so he stopped drinking so that he could get them home.

“It definitely went much better than I thought it would.” Glory said. “Mom was in good form tonight. She’s usually really hard on Jeff and whomever I’m dating. Holly said Jeff was working, but he was probably avoiding mom.”

“Why is she so hard on your guys? Does it have anything to do with your dad leaving?” Lucas asked.

“It has everything to do with my dad leaving. Mom has real trust issues around men. She doesn’t even date anymore.” Glory shrugged. Her mom had always been tight-lipped about her dad’s leaving…Glory had woken up one day and he was just gone.

“Maybe I won her over with my charm?” Lucas offered.

Glory smiled at him. “Maybe…or maybe your celebrity status made her a little shy of giving you a hard time.” she said. She was turned sideways in her seat so she could watch him drive.

“Well, it’s such a pain in the ass sometimes, it’s got to be good for something!” Lucas said with a self-deprecating smile.

“You covered nicely when mom asked where you were staying.” Glory said. That could have been disastrous!

“Well, she didn’t actually ask where I was staying, just where I stayed when I was in Toronto, so I wasn’t lying. I do usually stay at the Crowne Plaza, as you know.” Lucas said.

Glory chuckled. “It was still a nice save.” she said. “Thanks.”

“No problem, babe.” Lucas said as he manoeuvred through the light evening traffic easily.

“And what’s with you and babies? Kelsey is sure a fan.” Glory asked. “Are you always like that?”

Lucas shrugged. “I love kids. They’re so honest and present. And they love nothing more than having a grown-up to play with…and I love to play! I’m just a big kid at heart.”

“So…you have a dream of being a dad someday, I take it.” Glory said.

“I think most guys do, don’t they?” he said.

“I guess.” Glory said, falling silent. Lucas glanced over at her at a red light.

“Not on your list of dreams?” he said, quietly.

“I guess I’m not the nurturing type. I like kids, but I’m not longing for a family of my own. That might change in time, but right now, I’m happy to do my own thing without those kinds of responsibilities.” Glory said. “I see Diana and Mitch and how they are now that they have Kelsey…I’m not ready for that.”

It was Lucas’ turn to be silent for a moment. Then he shrugged. He still had no idea how serious this was going to get, so there was no point sweating this now. Even if they did end up together, they were years away from kids. Who knew what might happen in that time?

It took them a few minutes to get all of Glory’s paintings up into her apartment and then she flopped down onto the couch. Lucas grabbed them each a beer before joining her.

He put his arm around her and she curled up next to him. He smiled to himself. He could definitely get used to this.

“Thank you so much for today. Not just the signing and helping out at the art show, but being there for me at dinner.” Glory said, taking a sip of her beer.

“That’s how I lure young girls in.” Lucas said, in a teasing voice. “I’m sweet and nice and then I take you to bed and you see my true nature.”

Glory giggled.

“What’s so funny, little girl?” he asked, putting his beer down so that he could tickle her. “If you want to laugh, I can make you laugh.”

Glory screamed with laughter and tried to push him away long enough to put her beer down. “Stop! Stop! I’m going to spill my beer!” she pleaded.

Lucas plucked her beer neatly from her hands and put it down next to his. “So tell, me…what were you giggling about?” He had both of her hands held tight in one of his, leaving his other hand free to tickle her if he didn’t like her answer.

Glory felt herself start to panic as she always did when she was trapped. She stiffened, but held his eyes to keep the panic at bay. “Your true nature, eh? What is your true nature, movie-boy?” she said with more bravado than she felt.

Lucas gave her a wicked little grin and said, “You should know by now.”

Glory giggled again. “Yes, I do…that’s why I giggled.” and tried to pull away before he could start tickling her again, but to no avail. He pinned her to the couch underneath him, still tickling her and kissing and licking her face.

Finally, she managed to get her lips on his and their giggling and laughing heated up quickly to something more serious.

“I think this is more your true nature.” Glory said, breathlessly. “You’re a lover, not a fighter.”

“That is true.” Lucas said, and they said nothing else for a long time as they kissed and touched and teased each other.

“Wow! It’s been a long time since I’ve made out on a couch.” Lucas said. “Should I go grab a condom, or move this to the bedroom?”

“Let’s go to bed.” Glory whispered. She stood up and grabbed her beer, then sashayed towards the bedroom.

Lucas went around and shut off the few lights they had turned on before joining her in the bedroom, where he found her already under the covers.

“I was starting to wonder if you got lost, movie-boy.” Glory said, huskily.

“Just shutting down for the night.” he said, pulling his sweater off over his head and undoing his belt before slipping out of his pants. “Are you keeping my side warm for me? I hate getting in to a cold bed.”

“Well, my side is warm.” she said, suggestively. Lucas came around to her side and slid in beside her, running his cold hands up her side to her breasts and kissing her deeply.  She rolled over so that she was on top of him.

Glory sat up and reached over to the side table for a condom. She sat so that she could unrolled the condom slowly over him. Lucas watched this performance intently, trying to keep himself from throwing her over onto her back and fucking her. He loved the play, the tease, but sometimes it got to be too much.

Once she had him well protected, she lifted herself to slide down his length and took him deep inside of her with a moan. She leaned forward with her hands on his shoulders so that she could slowly move him in and out of her. She kissed him deeply and he held her ass with both of his hands, helping to raise her all of the way off of him before letting her plunge back down.

“Oh, god!” he said, as she continued this slow tease.

Glory sat up and cupped her breasts, pulling on her nipples and moaning. “Not god; goddess.” she corrected him, breathlessly.

“My goddess.” he said, replacing her hands with his on her breasts. “Come for me.” he whispered and let one hand drop down between her legs. Glory had been so close that his touch brought her orgasm slamming down on her. She pulled her legs in tight trying to contain the pleasure as she spasmed around him. He gritted his teeth as he let her feel the full extent of her orgasm before flipping her over onto her back and thrusting into her hard for his own climax. They lay like that for a few minutes, helplessly lost in the pleasure.

Lucas rolled off, holding his condom, and reached for tissues, then pulled her in close beside him, smoothing her hair away from his face…and he felt it again. That tenderness and caring; that stillness and peace that he associated with love. But even after all that they’d done this weekend so far, he wasn’t ready to speak of this feeling to her yet. He still didn’t think she was ready to hear it, or was feeling it herself yet…maybe she never would.

He stroked her hair and her back as she settled in closer to him. Her breathing soon fell into the rhythm of sleep and Lucas was left alone with his thoughts.

He fell in love too easily; he knew that about himself. But that was him and he wasn’t about to change. He had spoken the words too soon on a few occasions to his great detriment, so he was very careful about that now. Until he saw some indication that she felt the same way about him, he’d keep his council.

But here, in the dark, with her sleeping body in his arms, he could say the words, even if he was the only one who heard them. “I love you, Glory.” he whispered to her before closing his eyes and settling his mind for sleep.

 

Sunday was a quiet day. They woke late and kept each other in bed for an extra hour making love and talking. After a quick shower, Glory took Lucas through her yoga practise, offering some options that might work better for him than what she did. She had been doing yoga for a long time so she didn’t expect him to be able to do some of the more difficult poses, but he did surprise her. His core strength was up to most of what she did, even if he’d have to work on his flexibility.

They lay for a long time in Savasana. When Glory sat up, Lucas was still enjoying the peaceful quiet. He heard her soft voice say, “Stay there as long as you need to, babe.”

He cracked open one eye to see her sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed in quiet meditation. So he went back to his stillness.

When Glory was finished, she quietly got up and moved into the bedroom. She had some stuff to get organized for the work week and some emails to respond to. When she poked her head back out into the living room, she saw that Lucas was sitting cross-legged on his mat, so she sat back down on hers to finish their yoga session.

She brought her hands into prayer position and said, “Namaste.” and Lucas responded in kind.

“What does that mean?” Lucas asked. “Namaste.”

“That which is divine in me sees and honours that which is divine in you. It’s a word spoken between two peoples’ souls.” Glory said.

Lucas nodded and got to his feet, offering Glory a hand up, which she took. After cleaning and rolling the matts away, Glory fixed them bacon and eggs for breakfast. “Not exactly Ayurvedic, but I never claimed to be a yogini.”

Lucas laughed. “Much better than tempeh sausage any day.”

“You were a vegetarian at one point in time, weren’t you?” she asked, nibbling on a piece of bacon.

“Yeah, for a while…but I love meat. I try to buy from organic, sustainable, humane sources and I try to eat vegetarian once in a while, but not all the time.” he said, putting a forkful of eggs into his mouth.

“I try for one veggie meal a week…or more. It’s easier to cook veggie for one person than to cook meat, but I still like my meat.” Glory said.

“So, what’s on the agenda for this afternoon? Are we painting?” Lucas asked.

“If you want.” Glory said. “It’s always nice to paint with someone else.”

“I did start painting at home. It’s really meditative for me. I never realized how peaceful it would be, being creative like that.” he said, finishing his coffee.

Once the breakfast dishes were done, Glory set up the easels while Lucas took a couple of calls.

“My mom wants to meet you.” Lucas said once he got off the phone.

Glory made a face. “You’ve told your mom about me?” she asked.

Lucas shrugged. “You didn’t tell me this was a secret…I’ve told everyone about you.” he said.

“Everyone, as in who? And what’s there to tell?” Glory was very surprised that he would show this much interest in her when they weren’t together.

“Just a couple of my close friends and my family. Well, Greg and Shana already knew, but I told my mom, and my other sister, Becky. Does that bother you? I was really surprised to hear that you hadn’t told anyone about us.” he countered.

“Again, I’m still not sure what to tell them. And I’m not sure I’m even ready to define this as anything yet. We get together when you come to Toronto…that’s it, isn’t it?” she asked.

Lucas was starting to mix paints on his palette and didn’t answer for a moment.

“Yeah, that’s all it is for right now. I do really like you, though. Can I hope for something more someday?” he asked, focusing his eyes on his canvas.

Glory started mixing up her paints as well and they both started to paint in silence. Glory sometimes put on music when she painted and that day, she had put on the flamenco guitar music of Jesse Cooke, so the mood in the room was fiery and upbeat and that mood was reflected on both of their canvases.

They painted for over 2 hours before Glory felt her neck start to seize up and she had to take a break. She took a look at Lucas’ painting.

“I love the colours!” she said. “It reminds me of a sunrise over the lake, all blood red and golden yellow.”

“Like flames coming out of the water.” Lucas said. “You should see the sunset over the ocean. It’s spectacular!”

Glory stood next to him taking in all of the nuances of his painting. It was abstract, but she could sense the stillness of the water reflecting the intrusion of a new day. The fire radiated from the surface of the water out to the corners of the canvas. He had a very good eye and expressed himself well with paints.

Lucas stepped over to see what Glory had painted. It was him. The blue of his eyes, the reddish tinge in his beard, the black marker he used to sign autographs.

“I wanted to capture the essence of what a fan feels when they come to you for an autograph; there’s such anticipation and joy, but fear, too, which you seem to ease with your smile and your twinkling eyes.” She pointed to different areas of the canvas as she spoke. “I watched you yesterday. You almost have it down to an art. You take control of the situation and put everyone at their ease. It’s a joy to watch you work.” Glory was looking up at him as she spoke. She had to admit that she was still a little bit in awe of this beautiful man.

Lucas felt a blush start to burn up his neck. “That’s not really watching me work. Someday, I’ll bring you on-set for one of my movies and you can watch me do my real job.” he said. “This is part of being a celebrity, not part of being an actor.”

“So there’s no acting involved when you talk to fans?” Glory said, incredulously.

“Well, maybe a little.” Lucas said with a little laugh. He came around behind her and put his arms around her to get a better view of her painting. “You’ve never asked me for an autograph.” he said, trying to sound blasé.

She took both of his paint-stained hands and placed them on her breasts. “I can think of better uses for these hands than signing silly pictures.” she said in a husky voice.

“Well, I can’t argue with you there. But I’d better clean up before we start anything or I’ll end up marking you for life with these paints.” he said, and moved away to take brushes and palettes into the laundry room to clean up.

Once they had finished cleaning up, though, the moment had passed and Glory suggested a walk by the ravine near her apartment. “It was still pretty dry down by the creek earlier this week, but if it’s wet, there’s a high trail we can take.” she said. “I’m feeling the urge to be outdoors now that spring is finally here.”

“Let’s do it.” Lucas said. He had brought a pair of rougher boots along with his sneakers. They were a fashion choice, but they were leather and a better choice for a walk by the ravine than his Converse.

They walked along the quiet street until they came to the trail that led into the park, then turned down towards the creek. The rushing water drown out most other sounds, but the sparrows and starlings still made their voices heard along with the odd randy robin calling for a mate.

They walked in silence hand-in-hand, enjoying the signs of life bursting forth all around them. Early April was a beautiful time in Toronto; the fauna was just starting to wake up and poke its sleepy fronds up into the light and they could smell green earth all around them.

“You didn’t answer my question.” Lucas said, suddenly breaking into the cacophony of nature.

Glory looked at him confused. “What question?” she asked.

“I asked you if I should hope for something more in time between us.” he said, softly.

Glory shrugged. “There’s always hope, babe. I really like you, too, but there is the matter of us living almost 4,000 kilometers away from each other.” she said. “Makes having a relationship pretty challenging.”

“4,000 kilometers…is that about 2,000 miles?” he asked.

“Something like that.” Glory answered.

“I do spend quite a lot of time in Boston.” he said, hopefully.

“Even that’s almost a thousand kilometers away.” she said. “Let’s face it, if we were going to have something more than this, one of us would have to relocate…and I can’t see it being you.”

Lucas thought about this for a moment. “It would be difficult for me to move up here.” he admitted.

“And, as much as I like you, I don’t want to live in the states.” Glory said. “Most Americans scare me.”

“Me, too.” Lucas said, with a little chuckle. “So I guess that leaves us right where we are. Maybe you could come and visit me in Boston when I’m there…if you want to.”

“I’ve never been to Boston. That might be a fun way to spend a weekend this summer.” Glory said, mulling the idea over in her mind. “Yeah, let’s plan on that.” she said.

“Okay! Well, that’s a start.” Lucas said, not able to keep his pleasure off of his face. He put his arm over her shoulders and they kept walking.

“You know, we should have done this before we painted. I’m seeing so many images that I could put onto canvas out here!” he said.

“There’s nothing stopping us from painting some more when we get back. I have good lighting in that area, so even when the sun goes down…” Glory said. “There’s nights when I come home from work and look up to see it’s midnight and I haven’t even eaten dinner yet!”

And so, when they got back to the apartment, Lucas set himself up to paint again while Glory made them some chili for supper. She had poured everything out on canvas that she needed to and now felt light and empty and not in need of the therapy that a canvas and brush offered her. She found that when she tried to paint when she was like this, nothing happened.

She watched Lucas from the kitchen, dashing off a few lines on his canvas with charcoal before starting to mix colours on his palette. His brush strokes were sometimes bold and sure, and other times tentative and halting. He asked Glory to help him get a particular shade that he was looking for right once, but spent the rest of the time in his own little creative world.

When the chili was ready, she was reluctant to interrupt the creative process, so she walked up behind him and stood watching for a few minutes.

“Chili’s ready, isn’t it?” Lucas asked. “I can smell it.” He didn’t stop what he was doing or look at her.

“Yeah, but it’ll keep. I don’t want to interrupt you.” Glory said, softly.

“Give me…10 more minutes. I just want to finish this…thing.” He pointed his paintbrush at the area of the canvas he was working on. Then he turned towards her and gave her a quick kiss before turning back and placing his brush on the canvas.

True to his word, 10 minutes later, Lucas headed into the laundry room to clean his hands. Glory went and took his brush, and wrapping it in plastic wrap, put it in the freezer.

When Lucas came out, he noticed his brush was gone and looked at Glory for an explanation.

“I thought you’d want to continue after supper, so I put your brush in the freezer so it wouldn’t dry out.” she said.

Lucas nodded and sat down at the table. There was chili and bread and sour cream and cheese. The chili wasn’t very spicy hot, but it was wonderfully flavourful. When Lucas commented on the lack of heat, Glory said, “I don’t really like hot stuff. It burns your taste buds out so that eventually you can’t taste the more subtle spices.”

They enjoyed their dinner with beer, but Glory could tell that the canvas was calling to Lucas, so once they were done, she shooed him back to his painting while she cleaned up the kitchen.

It was another 2 hours before he was satisfied with his work. He stood there and looked at it for a long time before beckoning Glory over for final approval.

“I can see the stream and the early vegetation there.” she said, pointing to the pale green that is only seen in the early spring. “What’s this, flickering through the trees up here?” she asked.

“That’s us;” he said, “two unsuspecting creatures whose souls have been stolen by my painting.”

Glory laughed. “I think that’s just cameras that do that, isn’t it?”

“Well, if that’s the case, my soul’s been gone for years.” he said, laughing, too.

Glory stretched up to kiss him. “Go clean up if you’re done. I’ve got dessert.”

“Dessert’s not you?” he asked, the heat in his eyes telegraphing his need after all of this creative work.

“Maybe…” she said, letting her voice trail off as she moved away from him into the kitchen.

Lucas watched her beautiful ass as she walked away from him and smiled. How could she do that? Turn him on with a look and a smile like that?

When Lucas came out of the laundry room with his smock over his arm, he found the dining room and living room empty. “Glory?” he called out.

“In here.” she called from the bedroom.

Okay, he thought. I guess dessert IS her, and made his way into the bedroom, peeking around the door to see what he was in for.

She was sitting up in bed, completely naked. When she saw him come into the room, she picked up a strawberry and placed it in her mouth, biting it slowly in half, then licking her lips sensuously before putting the rest of the berry into her mouth and delicately licking her fingers.

Lucas leaned against the doorframe to take in the tableau before him. On the bedside table was a bowl of berries and a bowl of whipped cream. This was a game he hadn’t played in a very long time.

“What, no champagne?” he asked with a seductive smile on his face.

“No, sorry. Didn’t even think about champagne when I was planning this. Does it go good with strawberries?” she asked.

“Very good. Maybe when you’re in Boston, I’ll show you just how good.” He pushed off from the doorframe and came over to her side of the bed, running two fingers through the top of the whipped cream, and kneeling beside the bed, offered them to her to lick off. He fully expected the jolt of pleasure to his groin, but he still gasped when he felt her tongue start to lick the sweet cream from his fingers.

When she was done, she gave him an innocent smile and he shook his head. He ran a finger through the whipped cream again, this time depositing it on one of her nipples. She hadn’t been expecting that and squeaked in surprise as the coldness made her areola pucker. But it wasn’t cold for long as Lucas dipped his head to take her nipple into his mouth, lingering there long after the taste of whipped cream was gone.

She drew his mouth up to hers and soon they were lost in each other and had completely forgotten about the dessert that had started this.

As they lay together afterwards, breathless and glowing, Glory asked, “So champagne makes it better than this?” His arms were around her and her head was nestled into his shoulder.

Lucas chuckled, which sounded like thunder rumbling through his chest. “I don’t know about better…that was pretty good…but it is nice with the berries. But it has to be the real deal, though, not some domestic bubbly.”

“I would expect nothing less.” she said, haughtily. “Only the best for the queen of the art show scene!”

Lucas put his head back and laughed. “You were pretty impressive yesterday.” he said.

Glory smiled. Every once in a while, she still found herself thrilling to the fact that this was Lucas Wolfe and he thought she was pretty impressive! She had just made love to Lucas Wolfe and made him chili and taught him how to do yoga. She was a part of his life…his Toronto girl. It gave her a warm glow. Most of the time, it was easy to see him as just a guy, but every once in a while…

The berries and whipped cream got eaten in bed while they talked and Lucas took the dishes into the kitchen before they settled down to sleep.

The next day was Monday, and she had to work. Lucas had lined up several locations that he needed to take a look at and he had an appointment at city hall to talk about the perks being offered film companies for filming in Toronto and area. Glory already had their dinner planned and would set up the crockpot in the morning so that they’d just have to come home and eat.

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 6 – Art Show

Glory was up early the next morning, but she didn’t get up. She was nervous and anxious and what she needed was the slow, sensual lovemaking that Lucas was so good at. When they were done and he had her cradled in his arms, she felt like she owned the world!

There wasn’t much to do until they got to the yacht club, so they took their time over breakfast, eating and then doing the dishes together. Then they had a long, hot shower, full of further explorations.

Glory had an image that she liked to project of herself when she was ‘playing’ the artist at her shows. She put on a pair of tights and a filmy, multi-layered top in shades of aqua and green and she finished the outfit with a long vest. The colours and the flow of the fabric made her feel connected and grounded and in the perfect frame of mind to talk to people about her art.

“Wow! That outfit is great…you really look the part of an artist!” Lucas said, coming in and putting his arms around her.

“It’s got a nice flow to it; let’s me feel free to express myself more easily.” Glory said, stroking his beard and kissing him sweetly before turning away to put on some make-up. She never wore much make-up and she didn’t make exceptions for art shows.

Lucas was dressed simply in a sweater and jeans and looked spectacular! But then again, she thought he looked that good no matter what he had on.

With Lucas coming to the art show, Glory was even more anxious than usual before a show. She sat down cross-legged on the floor to try to still her mind for a few minutes. She opened her eyes to see that Lucas was doing the same thing.

He gave her a self-deprecating smile and said, “Hey, I’m nervous, too. Meeting all of your friends and family, and signings don’t put me at ease, either.”

“Do you have any mantras that you use to meditate to? I usually let the energy flow through the chakras until it’s flowing unimpeded.” Glory said. She wasn’t sure if he did yoga or not, but she had read somewhere that he did meditate.

“I usually sit quietly and let go of the noise in my head.” he said. “You’ll have to teach me about chakras.”

So Glory talked about the chakras as they sat together; the position of each, what systems in the body they affected, and what they felt like when they were open. Lucas found her voice mesmerizing as she spoke and was focusing more on the sound than on her words. They sat quietly after she stopped talking for some time settling their minds and getting to a point of ease with the tasks ahead.

Glory brought her hands up to prayer position and softly said, “Namaste.”

Lucas responded in kind and stretched out his neck before standing and offering Glory a hand up.

“Thanks.” she said. “Do you do yoga? We should do it together.”

“No, no yoga.” Lucas said. “I’ve always wanted to try it, but never have. So, yes, I’d love to do it with you.”

“Tomorrow.” Glory said. “Today, we have to do some art. Are you ready?”

“Absolutely!” he said. They grabbed jackets and Glory’s purse and they were out the door.

 

Desirée met them at the yacht club and they went around and met the rest of the artists. Marion had her booth set up next to Glory’s and came over to meet Lucas and chat with Glory about her set up. Glory ended up moving a couple of paintings at Marion’s suggestion and Lucas had to admit that the changes were for the better.

Several of the artists and other organizers came over to get their signed print before the doors opened and to take pictures with Lucas. Glory had a good eye for photography, so she took the pictures.

Finally, Miguel, who was a photographer, sent Glory in to stand near Lucas for a few shots. They sat together talking for a couple of shots, then Lucas stood up behind Glory with his hands on her shoulders and leaned in as if to listen to something she said. After that, Lucas pulled Glory out from behind the table and put his arms around her as though they were dancing. He held her mesmerized with his piercing blue gaze. When Miguel stopped shooting, Lucas gave Glory a quick squeeze before going to see what the pictures looked like.

“Those are spectacular!” Lucas said.

“You’re a natural in front of the camera,” Miguel said. “and so is Glory. You guys made it easy. I just had to point and shoot!”

“Well, I’ve had lots of practise.” Lucas said, flipping through the pictures again. “Can I get you to blow this one up for me and mount it?” he asked, showing Miguel one of the dancing pictures.

“Of course!  I’d love to add that one to my collection, if I can get you guys to sign releases.” he said.

“Let’s talk afterwards.” Lucas said. He could see the look of concern on Glory’s face around having her picture up on display in Miguel’s collection.

Glory came up and put her arm around Lucas and said, “You are a natural. You seem so at ease in front of the camera.”

“Like I said, lots of practise. It gets easy after a while. It was fun to call the shots, though. I don’t get to do that very often. That dancing picture will look great up in my house in LA.” Lucas said. “You know, if you’re not comfortable with Miguel adding it to his collection, maybe he could blur the faces. That would definitely give it more of an artistic feel.”

Glory thought about that for a moment. “We’ll talk to him after the show and see what his intentions are around that one. Looks like the doors are about to open. Are you ready?” Glory said.

Lucas held up a handful of Sharpies and smiled. Holly came over then and hugged Glory and shook Lucas’ hand. “Mom’s on a bit of a warpath about you not bringing Lucas to dinner last night.” Holly said.

“You didn’t tell her anything, did you?” Glory asked.

“No…just that he was here to see you.” Holly said.

“Well, that much is true.” Glory said, looking concerned. “Hopefully, she won’t make a scene here.”

And that was the last they were able to talk as the doors opened and crowds of people made a bee-line to see Lucas. Desirée had been very canny in how she had set things up, though. As people were waiting to meet Lucas, there were booths all the way around that they could go into.

Glory watched Lucas as he greeted people, laughing and chatting comfortably with everyone. He put his focus on each person, making them feel special for that moment in time that they had with him. He was a joy to watch work.

Glory didn’t have a great deal of time to stand around watching him, though, as many people were being drawn into her booth and she was busy with customers and potential customers. Holly was doing a great job handling the cash for both Lucas and herself.

Lucas sensed Holly’s tension as she saw a two women coming towards their booth. She called to Glory over her shoulder, but Glory was with a customer and couldn’t come out to the front of the booth before the women got there.

“Hi, mom; Aunt Claire.” Holly said. “This is Lucas Wolfe. You remember us talking about meeting him before Christmas.” Lucas gave a little wave as he was still talking to a couple of other people.

When he was done, he stood up and shook hands with both women and greeted them properly.

“Hi Claire…” He shook Glory’s aunt’s hand and then realized that he didn’t know her mom’s name! “and Mrs. Campbell.” He extended his hand to shake Glory’s mom’s hand.

“So formal!” she said, with a smile. “You can call me Beth.” She shook his hand firmly. “These prints turned out really well!” Beth had picked up one of the prints from the table and held it up to compare it with the original.

“They did.” Glory said, coming up behind her mom and giving her a hug. “Marion’s printer is pretty well respected, and I can see why.”

“Are they selling well?” Claire asked.

“Like hotcakes!” Holly said. “Lucas’ autograph is a big selling point!”

Lucas shrugged and said, “All for a good cause.” and turned to greet another group of people coming up to the table.

Beth pulled out her wallet to give Holly money for a couple of prints for her and her sister and they chatted with Glory for a minute until Lucas was free to sign them.

“Don’t go away!” Glory said and scooted out of the booth to go and see if she could get Miguel to come and take a couple of family shots for them.

It took a minute to clear everyone from in front of the table, but they managed to get several great shots of all 4 of them with Lucas. In all of them, Glory was next to Lucas and Miguel could see a very nice bond there. The little touches, fond looks, and caring attitude came through in all of the pictures.

“I’ll send these to you, Glory. You can let me know if you want any of them blown up or fixed up, okay?” Miguel said before heading back to his booth.

After Lucas signed the prints for Beth and Claire, Claire moved on and Beth stayed to chat with Glory. Lucas had been a little worried because of what Holly had said, but the conversation seemed amiable.

As Beth was leaving, she stopped and leaned in to Lucas, saying, “I hope you don’t have any plans for tonight because I’d like to take you all out for dinner. Diana will be here with Mitch and Kelsey a little later and it’ll be nice to get the family together.”

Lucas smiled and said, “That sounds great. As long as Glory’s in, so am I.”

“Great! We’re going to wander, so I’ll see you later.” Beth said and moved on to Marion’s booth.

Lucas looked over at Glory, but she was busy with another customer. He could see that several of her smaller paintings were gone from the scaffolding and he smiled. A good day all around! Then another group of people came for autographs and he lost himself in the job of signing and promoting Glory’s work.

The afternoon passed quickly. Towards the end of the show, Lucas noticed that the crowds seemed to be thinning and there were fewer people coming to him for autographs.

A glass of white wine appeared next to him and he looked up to see Glory standing there with her own glass. “You looked like you could use it.” she said, and held her glass out to him to toast.

Lucas took a sip and closed his eyes to savour the taste. It wasn’t the best wine, but it wasn’t bad either…like he was any kind of wine connoisseur! It was wet and had alcohol in it…that’s all that mattered to him at that moment.

Glory reached over and pulled the Sharpie out of his hand. “Doors are closed. You’re off duty.”

Lucas smiled at her and stretched out his hand. “I signed a lot of prints. How did we do, Holly?” he asked, looking over at Holly, who was counting money.

“Well, we had 200 prints and it looks like we’ve only got about 50 left. And Glory, you sold 5 paintings! That’s great!” Holly said.

“And I’ve got a buyer interested in that one.” Glory said, pointing to one of her bigger pieces. “He didn’t want to take it with him today, but I’ve got his number, so I’ll connect with him next week.”

“So a very successful afternoon.” Lucas said and held his glass up again to toast the two ladies.

“So, yeah, we made $4,500 on the prints, and that’s all going to the charity, and Glory you pulled in $450, and if you sell that one, that’s another $450…not bad.” Holly said.

“Not bad! That’s the most I’ve sold at a show! I usually have lots of browsers.” Glory said.

Lucas smiled up at her. What he wanted to do is to take her in his arms and kiss her, but he could see her mom and aunt still talking to Desirée, so he restrained himself. But he did stand up and give her a hug.

“Thank you so much for doing this, Lucas. You probably drew a lot of people in that wouldn’t have otherwise come.” Glory said, not letting him go.

“Glad I could help.” he said, pulling away and looking her in the eye. Holly had moved off to let Desirée know how much they had raised with the prints.

“I want to kiss you.” Lucas whispered and brought his hand up to stroke Glory’s cheek.

“I know. Me, too.” Glory whispered back. “We can catch it up later.”

Beth came up then and claimed Glory for a hug. “Congratulations, darling! You did so well!” Beth looked up to see that the Matt Hunter painting was still there. “You didn’t sell this one? I thought I heard someone asking about it.”

Glory looked at the painting nervously. She didn’t want to sell that one…it had special meaning for her, but could she say that without giving away their relationship?

“That one’s mine.” Lucas said, quickly. “I don’t have a spot for it, yet, so I’m leaving it with Glory until I do.”

“Oh. I didn’t realize.” Beth said, looking back at Glory, who shrugged it off.

“He told me he wanted it as soon as he saw it.” she said. “You don’t say no to Captain Hunter.”

Holly had already started pulling the paintings down off of the scaffolding and wrapping them up, so Glory and Lucas went into the booth to help her. All the rest of the artists were doing the same thing.

After a few minutes, Lucas excused himself to go over and talk to Miguel about their pictures. Miguel had loaded the photos onto his computer so that they could look at them in detail. They chatted about a few of them and Lucas settled with him on the shot he wanted, then he waved Glory over.

Miguel had started playing with the shot to mask the faces a little bit and by the time Glory came over, her face was almost fully in shadow and Lucas’ face was in profile but still visible.

“How’s that look?” Miguel asked Glory. “If you think we need to blur it as well, I can do that, but all you can see now is the edge of your jawline.”

Glory looked at the picture. It was a very good picture. The way Lucas was looking down at her made her heart skip a beat.

“What do you think, Miguel?”  Glory asked. “I don’t want to screw up your shot…I’m just not sure I want my face up at all of your exhibits.”

“I like it with the shadow.” Miguel said. “Lucas’ face is well known, but to have his dance partner be a mystery works well for me.”

“But the one I’m getting will show her face, right?” Lucas clarified.

“Of course.” Miguel said. “Here, let me revert to the original shot.” He clicked a few buttons in Photoshop to bring back the original picture and Glory gasped when it came up. It wasn’t only Lucas’ look that was breathtaking, but hers as well!

“See why I don’t want you blurred out?” Lucas said, softly.

“Can I get a copy of that, too?” Glory asked.

“Same size?” Lucas asked Glory.

“No, I think that an 8×10 would be big enough for my place.” Glory said.

“Same mounting,” Lucas said to Miguel, “and on my bill.”

“No…you don’t have to do that.” Glory protested.

“I already did.” Lucas said and put his finger across her mouth when she started to protest again. “Don’t argue with Captain Hunter, remember?”

She smiled and kissed his finger before he pulled it away. “Let’s go and get everything packed up. Diana just got here, so we’ll be going for dinner soon.” Glory said.

It didn’t take them long to pack up. Diana came over with Kelsey, who she gladly relinquished to Lucas when he reached for her. He seemed very comfortable holding a baby and Kelsey seemed to like him, too. She was a pretty good baby, but she did tend to get fussy when she was passed to strangers, but not Lucas!

“I’m still a kid myself.” Lucas said in explanation. “Babies seem to sense that about me, I guess.” He turned back to Kelsey and started making faces at her.

Diana and Mitch helped with the final tear-down and they were soon on their way to dinner.

On the way to the restaurant, Lucas said, “If you want to drink tonight, I can be the DD and drive us back to your place.”

“Let’s see how things go.” Glory said. “I may need to keep my wits about me, but thank you. That’s really sweet of you.”

“No problem, babe.” he said, settling back for the ride. “It’s the least I could do. Today was a lot of fun.”

Glory smiled. It had been a wonderful day. That seemed to be how all of her days with Lucas went. “Always, when you’re around.” she said, quietly.

“I guess I’ll have to see about being around more often, then.” he said, squeezing her hand on the gear shift.

“That would be nice.” She was at a red light, so she looked over at him and he leaned over to give her a quick kiss. The restaurant parking lot was just past the light, so Glory pulled in next to her mom’s car and squeezed Lucas’ hand saying, “Here goes nothing…”

He smiled at her and got out of the car. Parents and babies he could usually handle.

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 5 – Art Show Set-up

“Are we all set for Saturday?” was the first question Lucas asked when Glory picked him up at the airport on Thursday afternoon.

“We are, indeed, my dear.” Glory answered, stretching up to give him a quick kiss on the lips. She remembered too late what Lucas had said about always being recognized in airports and pulled back.

“Come on.” he said for her ears only. “Let’s get out of here so I can kiss you properly.” He put his hand on the small of her back and guided her towards the doors.

Even in the garage, they were shy to kiss in case there was someone watching, but Lucas had his hand over hers on the gear shift and the feeling of his fingers stroking hers was very erotic!

Which is why, once they had closed the door of her apartment, they fell into each other’s arms and let their lips and hands ignite the passion that had been lurking just below the surface.

A half an hour later, as they lay breathless and sated in Glory’s bed, Lucas said, “I’m just glad you don’t live any further from the airport than this.”

Glory giggled. “We might have set my car on fire.” she said in a seductive voice.

Lucas laughed. “You should still check the seats for scorch marks.” he said, jokingly. He gathered her into his arms, rhythmically stroking her back.

“So you told your family about us?” he asked.

“Just that you were coming to town this weekend and what you were doing at the art show.” Glory said, gently stroking one finger down the slope of his pec.

“I was very surprised to hear that you hadn’t told anyone about me, about our sexual relationship, about our friendship, even. Most girls can’t wait to tell everyone they know that they’ve slept with me.” Lucas said, quietly.

Glory shrugged. “It’s pretty cliché to say, but I’m not like most girls. It felt nice to have this thing with you that I didn’t have to share with anyone else. That was at first, anyway. But then, as time went on, it became harder and harder to tell people…” she said, letting her voice trail off.

“And have we kept in touch since November? What did you tell your family?” Lucas asked. If he was playing a role on Saturday, he wanted all the pieces of the character.

“I said we’d been in touch a few times…the odd text, a couple of phone calls…but that was it until this weekend.” Glory said. “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t ask you to lie. I should come clean with everyone and have done with it.”

“Don’t worry about it. I just want to make sure I don’t put my foot in it on Saturday.” Lucas said, still stroking her back.

Glory mulled this over for a few minutes, letting his soft caresses sooth her mind. “The hard part is that I’m not even sure what this is…makes it hard to tell people about you…”

“I’d call it dating…nothing serious yet, but definitely two people who are interested in each other.” Lucas offered. Glory was quiet for a long time, thinking about how best to deal with her family.

When Lucas’ stomach gave a loud and insistent grumble, Glory said, “We should get you fed. Didn’t you eat on the plane?”

“Yeah, but that was a while ago, and airplane food is usually pretty bad.” Lucas said.

So they went and pulled together dinner. They lingered a long time over the wine, laughing and chatting about everything from painting to art to music to current affairs. Afterwards, they cuddled on the couch watching some mindless TV and still talking until Glory started to yawn.

“I’m sorry, babe.” Lucas said, shaking his head. “I wasn’t thinking…I’m still on west coast time, but you must be beat!”

“I’m okay.” Glory lied, stifling another yawn.

“Come on.” he said, standing and offering her a hand up. “I could sleep and you should.”

Glory smiled up at him and took his hand, wondering how she had gotten so lucky.

 

Glory had taken the next day off work so that she could prepare for the show. She had the prints to pick up and they could go in and set up her booth that afternoon. Desirée had almost lost her mind when Glory told her about Lucas and his idea to raise funds for their chosen charity.

“You know Lucas Wolfe? Matt Hunter-Special Branch-super soldier, Lucas Wolfe?” she had said, in a forced whisper so as not to be overheard.

“Yes.” Glory said with a shrug, as if it was no big deal.

“And you never told me? How long have you known him?” She and Desirée were pretty close for co-workers…Glory should have told her back in November.

“We met in November…remember that girl’s night out I did with my cousin…her first night out after the baby?” Desirée nodded. “That weekend.”

“And have you seen him since? Are you guys a thing?” she wanted to know.

“No, nothing like that.” Glory lied. “Just friends, but I think he’s interested. It’s tough with him in LA and me here.”

“True. Well, that will be so cool! Did you get the prints ordered yet? We can put a table in front of your booth, maybe. We can look at the logistics on Friday when you come to set up.” Desirée said, making changes to her floor plan in her head as she spoke.

After that, Glory had spoken to Marion, her mentor. Marion had recommended her printer and Glory was able to get the prints ordered. She would have to bring the original painting in that night, Tuesday, but he seemed confident that he could have them done by Friday afternoon.

Glory was up early and she left Lucas sleeping in bed while she took care of a few jobs that she had brought home from work to finish up. She had figured that she’d at least have the morning free.

Lucas came out an hour and a half later looking for her. He was wearing just his boxers. He stood behind her at the computer, watching her as she worked. “This is what a commercial artist does?” he asked.

Glory was working on a job where she had to do revisions to a package; moving the copy around, making the image smaller, changing the colour of the warning copy…it was pretty exacting work, but it was definitely tedious and boring.

“Sometimes there’s more artistic stuff, but, yeah, for the most part it’s stuff like this. I’m almost finished if you want to wait a minute and we can grab a shower…” she said, tilting her head back so that he could kiss her.

“Sure.” he said, and wandering into the kitchen to pour himself a coffee from the pot Glory had made earlier.

Glory finished the revisions and did a quick check of her work order to make sure she hadn’t missed anything before uploading the file to the server at work and signing off.

Lucas was standing at the counter looking over the newspaper that Glory had left there. She didn’t usually read it front to back, just perused the headlines while she made coffee, so she had left it in the kitchen.

“Ready?” she asked.

‘Absolutely.” he said, following her into the bathroom.

Shower sex was always fun with Lucas! His strength made almost any position they tried easy! And holding his body against hers under the streaming water afterwards was a perfect way to start a day, Glory thought, breathing deeply of the steamy air and trying to catch her breath.

She had everything ready to make omelettes for them like last time, so in no time at all, they were sitting down to a delicious breakfast.

“So, what’s our agenda for today?” Lucas asked, sipping a glass of juice.

“Well, we have to load up my car with the paintings that I’m going to display and then make a stop at the printers to pick up the prints. By then, we should be able to get into the yacht club to start setting up.” she said, counting off on her fingers. “The prints should be ready by noon, so we can go there anytime, and Desirée said she’d be at the yacht club setting up all afternoon.”

“Cool. I brought lots of Sharpies…” Lucas said with a smile.

Glory laughed. “That takes care of your part of it, anyway! I’ve got a cash box and I picked up some change for a float from the bank. I’ve done up some posters on my computer…I’m going to load them onto a stick and see if the printer can print them on 12 by 18 stock for me.” She was still going over what she needed in her mind.

“I never realized how much would go into an art show.” Lucas said. “You let me know what you need me to do to help out.” He raised an eyebrow at her until she nodded, then he finished his coffee and said, “Are your paintings ready to go out to the car now? I could start taking them down.”

Glory took him over to the stack of paintings she had leaning against the wall. She had already wrapped them each in burlap to protect them on the drive down, so Lucas started taking them down to her car as she cleaned up the kitchen. She pulled out the cash box which had the name plates and pricing for each of the paintings in it and went to change.

The prints were ready when they arrived at the printers, and the original was wrapped in burlap ready to go as well. It took only a few minutes for them to print the posters and they were on their way.

Desirée was waiting to open the gates of the yacht club for them and met them at the car to help them move the paintings into the building. Glory hadn’t been sure what to expect from Desirée when she met Lucas, but she was so overwhelmed with everything that needed to be done before the next day that she only took a moment to shake his hand before moving on to the next crisis.

The space that had been set up for them was bigger than Glory had expected, but she used the scaffolding to hang the paintings up, and she had invested in a few spot lights to highlight her best pieces. The main one being highlighted the next day would be her Matt Hunter piece. In the end, she did have a few paintings that she didn’t put up and kept in reserve. If she sold something that was up, she would have another one to take its place.

There was a table in front and slightly to the side where Lucas could sit and sign, and Holly had agreed to come and take care of the money side of things for them. They had put the Captain Hunter original above him and the poster advertising the pricing for the personally signed prints would go there, too.

Lucas himself was enlisted to help with some of the heavy lifting that Desirée had needed done, so he wasn’t there when Holly showed up to help.

“Where is he?” was Holly’s first question.

Glory looked around and saw him outside helping to bring in cases of wine from Desirée’s truck. She pointed out the window and Holly took a long look.

“So, just friends, eh?” she said to her sister, sceptically.

Glory sighed. It was the moment of truth and she wasn’t really sure what to do.

Lucas saved the day, though. He had come in and came up behind Holly. “For now.” he said, giving Glory a tender look.

Holly’s eyes grew wide when she realized that Lucas was behind her. But she recovered quickly and turned to shake his hand.

“Nice to see you again, Lucas.” she said.

“You, too, Holly. Greg says hi.” Lucas said with a smile.

“Really?” Holly said, giving Lucas her biggest fangirl smile.

“Yeah. He said that was a fun night. He usually doesn’t get recognized, especially when he’s with me, so he’ll remember you guys for a while.”  Lucas said with a little chuckle.

“Wow!” Holly said. “Well, tell him we had fun, too.”  Then she excused herself to go and see if Desirée needed any help with anything.

Lucas watched Holly go before turning to Glory. “Still playing it cool?” he asked.

“For now, anyway.” she said, looking up at him. Suddenly, all she wanted to do was feel those wonderfully soft lips on hers. She reached up and caressed his beard, which surprised him.

She was thinking and thinking hard. She didn’t like hiding, especially with her sister. If she took flack for this relationship, then she’d rather take it now than later.

“Fuck it.” she said under her breath and pulled him down for a quick, but thorough kiss.

As Lucas pulled away, he was smiling. “Um…okay.” he said, still resting his hand on her hip.

“It’s time.” she said. “I don’t like hiding things from my sister.”

Holly had come back in just in time to see the kiss and she was shooting daggers at her sister with her eyes.

Glory sighed. “You want to go and help Desirée while I explain things to Holly?” she said, looking up adoringly into his beautiful blue eyes.

“I can stay, if you need moral support.” he said, reluctantly.

“No, better just me.” Glory said and gave him a little push towards the door. She could see that Desirée was waiting for him by the truck with a couple more cases of wine.

“Just friends, eh? That looked like more than just friends.” Holly sneered as she came up behind her sister.

“Okay, so we’re more than just friends. I went back to the hotel that night and we played cards, then we slept together, then we made love. I stayed the weekend, and it was wonderful. We’ve kept in touch and he had a stop over here in January and we spent the night together. And he is staying at my place this weekend.” Glory spoke quickly before she lost her nerve.

“So, is he your boyfriend or something?” Holly asked. “Not saying that wouldn’t be really cool.”

“No…maybe…I don’t think so. I think I’m just his Toronto girl. We haven’t talked about being exclusive or anything like that, so I’m not deluding myself that I’m his only girl.” Glory said, stumbling over her words a little bit.

“What kind of relationship can you hope to have with a guy like that? Long distance to be sure. His Toronto girl? Come on Glor…you’re better than that.” Holly said, pleadingly.

Glory thought about that for a minute. “I am.  And when I’m ready to have another serious relationship, I’m sure whatever this is won’t be enough. But after Brad, I’m ready to take a break and be really casual for a while.” she said, flicking on the spots to make sure that they all worked and starting to place them on the scaffolding, carefully aiming them.

Holly bit her lip as she looked at her sister, then outside at Lucas. “He is pretty cute.” she said, quietly.

Glory smiled and followed Holly’s eye out the window. “He’s sweet and fun to be with, too.” she said with a tender look out the window.

Holly turned back to Glory and gave her a hug. “Just be careful, eh? Don’t let him stomp on your heart or anything. And be safe.”

Glory smiled at her little sister. Why was it that she so often felt like the younger one in their relationship? “I’m always careful and safe is my middle name. Don’t worry about me.” She pulled Holly in for another hug. It was such a relief to have one person in the world to be able to talk to about Lucas!

“You coming to mom’s for dinner tonight?” Holly asked, helping Glory mount the lights on the scaffolding.

“I begged off because Lucas is here. I’m not sure I’m ready for dinner with the family, yet.” Glory said, handing Holly another light and pointing at a picture to aim it at. “Right now, you’re the only one who knows the extent of this, and I’d like to keep it that way for now. I don’t really want to have to deal with the world knowing…at least until there’s something to know.”

“Makes sense. My lips are sealed.” Holly said.

Lucas came over to help them with the higher lights. Holly seemed a little tongue-tied around him at first, but that didn’t last.

“So you’re going to sign these prints of Glory’s picture of you? I love that picture. It captures the complexity of the character.” Holly said.

“You’ve never even seen the Matt Hunter films.” Glory said from behind the scaffolding.

“I have so!” Holly said. “My boyfriend is a big fan. He’ll be thrilled to see you here tomorrow.”

Glory poked her head around the scaffolding. “Here, put this sign up.” she said to Lucas, handing him the poster for over his table. Holly held one end of the poster up while Lucas secured the other end.

Glory came out of the booth to survey the total effect.

“Mom’s not going to be happy that you’re not coming for dinner tonight, you know?” Holly said, joining her sister to survey the booth. Glory looked at her and shrugged.

“She’s always so negative about all of the guys I date. I’m just not ready to take her flack over Lucas until I’m sure there’s something to take flack over.” Glory was speaking quietly so that Lucas couldn’t hear her.

Lucas sat down under the banner to make sure it was at the right height. “Is that high enough or should I put it higher?” he asked.

“I think it’s okay.” Glory said, looking over at Holly.

“Yup, it’s perfect. You’d think you’d done this before or something.” Holly said.

Lucas came around the table to join the girls and check out their booth. “Na…everything is usually all set up for me when I do signings.” He closed his eyes as he thought about how elitist that sounded. “It’s kinda fun to help with the set up. There’s lots of wine for tomorrow. Does this turn into a drunk later?” he asked Glory with a little smile.

“There’s lots of turn over, so no one but the artists end up hanging all day…I promise, I’ll pace myself.” she said with a little laugh in her voice.

“Do I have to?” Lucas asked, jokingly. He had one arm around her back and he pulled her in close to him. He was glad that at least Holly knew that they were intimate. Being platonic with her was proving to be a little difficult.

“Hey, it’s your image. You do what you want, baby!” Glory said.

Once her booth was set up, Desirée seemed to have everything under control, so Glory and Lucas took their leave, waving to Holly in the parking lot. “See you tomorrow!” Holly said, and Glory nodded as she got into the car.

“So what do you want to do for dinner tonight?” Lucas asked. It was already 4 pm. The day had gone by way too quickly!

Glory thought for a second. She didn’t think she was ready to be seen out and about with Lucas Wolfe, so she suggested take out.

“There’s this great Chinese food place on the way back to my place. It’s tiny and a little grubby looking, but they have the best food!” she said.

“Grubby Chinese sounds perfect.” Lucas said. Glory leaned over to give him a quick kiss before putting the car in gear and heading out of the parking lot.

 

 

Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 4 – Long Distance Nightmare

1 AM. That was the time on his phone as he picked it up to see who the hell was calling him in the middle of the night. When he saw Glory’s name, though, he answered immediately.

“Hey, Glory. Is everything okay? It’s got to be 4 am there.” he said, sleepily.

“Lucas.” she said in a sobbing whisper which brought him fully awake.

“Glory, what’s wrong?” he said in a tense voice.

“I had that nightmare again. I can’t get out of it.” she whispered from across the miles.

“The same nightmare? The one with the dragons?” he asked.

“Yes.” she answered in a very small voice.

“Do you have the lights on?” he asked. He knew this is the first thing his sister did when one of her kids had a nightmare. Everything is scarier in the dark.

“Yes, they’re on, but the fear is in my head.” Glory sobbed.

Lucas sighed. What could he do for her from here? If he was there, he’d hold her and comfort her, but he wasn’t there. He shook his head in frustration.

“Tell me about the nightmare again…every detail. Let’s see if we can turn it around somehow.” Lucas said, hopefully.

There was a long silence at the other end of the phone and he thought he might have screwed this up completely.

Finally, her voice came through the phone, small and scared. “I’m in bed and it’s late. I’m almost asleep when I hear the dragon come in the room.” she said, quietly.

“Is it your bedroom?” Lucas asked. “Is it your bed?”

Glory paused for a moment. “No…it’s a camp cot. It must be at my cousin, Diana’s. Her and Holly would share her bed and they’d set up a camp cot for me.” she said, sounding a little surprised at this revelation. Continue reading “Dragons in the Dark – Chapter 4 – Long Distance Nightmare”