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yuniesan · 7 years ago

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A Moment in Time [Rucas Adult AU] - Chapter Four

A Moment in Time

Synopsis: Riley Matthews needs to get out of New York, after her parents advised her to go to her great grandmother’s house in Texas she’s on the first plane to the Lone Star State. Lucas Friar is a single father trying to live up to his family’s legacy but he knows he’s overworking himself to please his mother. The moment the two of them meet they realize what they had been missing all along, but family and their past will threaten their relationship.

[Previous Chapters]

A/N: This chapter got a little heavy very quickly, but the two of them are talking so that’s the start of something. I’m trying to build their relationship a little better, while moving the story along. Also if you want a preview of the next chapter.... read the tags

Chapter Four

“Wake up sleepy head,” someone said next to Riley. Someone she wanted to kill for waking her up because she was having a particularly dirty dream about having her way with Lucas. Riley opened her eyes to see her very pregnant friend sitting on the edge of the bed.

“What do you want Maya,” Riley said yawning as she turned over to face her. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”

“Yes, it’s after 2 in the afternoon, geez Riles what time did you go to bed last night?” Maya said as she stood up.

“I think it was 10 in the morning when I crawled into bed,” Riley sighed sitting up and moving towards the edge of the bed. “I need some freaking coffee.”

“Let’s go get you some, and you can tell me about your date with Lucas that the whole freaking town is talking about but I have no idea what happened because my best friend didn’t think to send me a message about. What did I do to deserve this Riley?” Maya said acting fake hurt.

Riley rolled her eyes as she brushed her teeth. “Not my fault Maya, I kinda stayed up all night writing, but you’re welcome to read it if you want.”

“Oh my god you wrote the night into a novel didn’t you, I was just joking about that, but you went and did it. Give it to me now,” Maya said walking out the door before Riley could stop her.

By the time Riley had showered and changed into clean clothes, Maya was waiting in the study reading through what Riley had written, with a cup of coffee waiting for her. Riley sat down on the soft couch next to the desk and waited until the blonde had finished reading.

“Shit Riles, is this all true?” Maya said looking over at her. “I only know the part of the plan was for you to get ideas from Lucas for your books.”

“I talked to Charlie about this,” Riley sighed thinking about her earlier conversation with her other best friend. “And I know he told you about this crazy plan to use what happens in real life in my novels but seriously I think I may have added more than usual into that story.”

“Riles did Lucas go down on you on the front porch,” Maya said bluntly, and Riley knew that there was no way she could lie to her best friend.

“Yes he did, and he didn’t ask for anything in return either.”

“Wow, and according to this you think that the reason why he didn’t do anything more is because he thought you were drunk, Riley you’re literally writing your encounters with him. Everything else is made up unless he came to the house on a white horse, but yeah you’ve written everything else down. By the way where did the horse come from?”

“He works on a ranching business, I think I just let my mind get away from me on that one,” Riley felt herself sink in the couch as she looked at her very pregnant best friend. “Is this okay, I mean the writing about our almost sex life in the book.”

“I think it is because this is hotter than anything you’ve written before, and you’re writing better smut now than before. God I could kick myself for letting you date Evan at all because apparently he never inspired you to write literal porn.”

Riley groaned at what Maya was saying before standing up. “I’m going to get some food, and while we eat we need to discuss the possibility of me seducing a certain cowboy and how to do it because I was just winging it last night.”

Maya smiled at her and followed her out the door, the two of them gathered bagels and donuts in the kitchen before settling on the porch to take in the summer breeze and so that Riley could clear her head. She needed to get the image of Lucas out of her head but it was permanently trapped in her mind.

“You and Josh aren’t really friends with him,” Riley said as they started eating.

“We’re kind of outsiders here, we only moved here because they offered Josh the job so we only know a few people, anything personal about Lucas that I know comes from what Josh hears at the station but the man is a very private person.”

“What do you know?”

“Only that there’s a family who wants to marry into the Friar family, that everyone loves him, and that he was divorced but that’s it. For some reason he’s very private and makes sure that his business stays his.”

“Wait he’s divorced? For how long?”

“According to some of the ladies in town it’s been nearly eight years, he married young but got divorced a year or so later.”

“That’s something new, but I did meet the girl whose family wants to marry into Lucas’ family, she’s nice and engaged to someone else so that’s never going to go anywhere.”

Maya sighed. “Why does this feel more complicated than it should be?”

“When is my life not complicated, I’m the middle child of the power couple of the world.”

Before Maya could say anything else a white car pulled up to the house, and Missy got out smiling at the two of them, before going to the side of the car and grabbing something.

“Hi Missy,” Riley said smiling. If she needed any information on Lucas why not ask the woman that was supposed to be his wife. “What brings you over today?”

“Well I made some sangria and thought I would share, and also I don’t have a lot of girlfriends, mainly because this town is small and everyone judges me because of my family so I thought you would be the best person to talk to… um about… well about wedding stuff.”

“Wow, well I’m honored,” Riley said smiling at the woman. “Missy this is my best friend Maya, her husband is my Uncle Josh, you know the sheriff.”

“Oh, wow I guess I should have introduced myself to you a long time ago,” Missy said as she walked towards them. “The sangria is non-alcoholic, because I’m driving so Maya you can have some.”

“Oh thank god, I miss drinking, and I miss girl time, being pregnant is a blessing and all but it’s depressing when I can’t have a drink,” Maya said making Riley laugh.

“How about I bring out some cheese and crackers and we can talk about your wedding,” Riley said standing up. “And maybe you can help me with my own problem.”

“What problem is that?” Missy asked as she sat down.

“The Lucas problem,” Maya answered. “Riley likes him, and well they’re getting close but he sometimes gets really quiet around her so it’s hard for them to form a connection.”

“I can definitely help with that because you’re helping me even more by being with him. My dad is dead set on marrying the two of us and as much as I love Lucas, well it’s more like a brother sister thing.”

Riley couldn’t help but laugh at what Missy said, it reminded her of Charlie and how she had tried to force herself to stay in that relationship because everyone had once told them that they would be perfect for each other, but she saw him as a brother and nothing more. Now they were the best of friends and she was happier than she had ever been. Except Evan had happened. Riley set the food around the patio table and brought out cups for them to drink out of, she grabbed the speaker she had brought with her from New York, and hooked it on to her phone. The music was soft, classic summer songs so that they would be able to talk and have a little fun while they were at it.

“So,” she said once everything was set up. “What can you tell me about Lucas.”

“He doesn’t like liars, or people who think it’s okay to use someone, blame his ex-wife for that. She ran off and sent him the divorce papers like it was nothing,” Missy said. “He found out afterwards that she had used him to get some money from him.”

Riley felt like scum all of a sudden, because in a way she was using her experience with him to help her out. One to get over what happened with Evan, and second to help her with her book. She wasn’t meant to deceive people.

“Well that’s interesting, I hadn’t known about that,” Maya said looking at Riley. Maya knew so well how her mind worked and of course she was trying to divert anything Riley was thinking but it was already in her head. She didn’t like to lie to anyone, her pen name was more for her career than anything else.

“Tell me something about yourself Riley,” Missy said interrupting Riley’s rampant thoughts. “I heard you’re a write but I don’t know if I’ve read your stuff. Then again I’m not the most avid reader.”

“I write fiction, both of the books have been on the Times Bestseller list, but I’m on a break right now trying to figure out what to write next,” Riley said which was technically the truth since her next big fiction book was still being plotted out. “My mom suggested I come down here because this was my great-grandmother’s house, and well Maya and Josh lived here.”

The three of them talked about Riley’s books but her heart wasn’t in it, she was tired and she couldn’t help but feel like she had lied to Lucas even though he didn’t know about it. She wondered if she should come clean but after Missy left Maya had tried to convince her to keep it a secret for a little while longer. The only thing she learned from Missy about Lucas was that he was incredibly hardworking and had done so much before turning thirty.

When she was alone that night she poured her heart into her writing, and giving her story’s protagonist the same dilemma she was facing. Whether to tell the truth about who she was, about what she was hiding. At this point Riley was hiding a lot, not only from Lucas but from her friends and family and she didn’t know how long she could hide it from them.

Lucas had a rare Saturday off, his mother had taken Liliana to the city for a ballet that was in town, and they were going to stay the night over there. He finished his rounds in the stables early and was trying to find something to do, but all of his thoughts went to Riley. It had been three days since he last saw her, and his skin was itching to run over there and ask her out again. Instead he grabbed a cold shower and finished up the last of his paperwork before he found himself in his car driving into town, only to turn the car around and drive towards Riley’s house. She was a drug and he needed her so badly.

Zay had told him that he needed to just go with the flow when it came to Riley, she was a city girl and in the end she would leave. So he shouldn’t get too attached to the brunette, but he craved her. It was a strange feeling, he wanted to give her everything without taking anything in return.

So now he was sitting in his car outside of her house trying to gain the confidence to knock on her door. He took a few deep breaths before getting out and walking towards the front door, he noticed once he was there that the door was wide open which was normal for people who lived in town because everyone knew one another, but for Riley he thought it was strange, because city people always locked the doors even when they were home.

“Riley?” he said out loud but when no one answered he walked inside to look for her, worried that something had happened.

He found her asleep on a couch in the study, with the air conditioner on full blast, Riley curled up into herself as if she was trying to keep the warmth in. The air wasn’t freezing cold, since the air conditioner wasn’t a large model, and the door was open so the heat from the rest of the house was keeping the room from cooling down. For some reason he saw her as vulnerable in that instance, and not the confident woman he had come to know. They had barely known one another for two weeks but this was the first time he felt as though he were seeing the real person.

“Riley,” he whispered trying to wake her but she whimpered next to him and mumbled something he didn’t understand. He placed his hand on her shoulder and slightly shook her, “Riley.”

Instead of waking up she leaned into his touch, and he thought it was the sweetest thing he could ever see. Her eyes began to flutter open and his were met with a familiar brown.

“Lucas,” she said looking at him confused before sitting up to realize that he was real and in front of her. “What are you doing here?”

“Well I had some free time, and was trying to figure out what to do so I thought that maybe we could have another… well another date,” he said not knowing why he felt so nervous asking her out. “But we can stay in and watch movies, and maybe get to know one another a little better.”

She smiled at him in that moment. “That would be nice, and maybe we can order some take out because I’m starving. I was working all night and I took a walk this morning only to crash right here.”

“Alright, the only good take-out in this two is from the taco place run by the Diaz family so I can put in an order, so why don’t you freshen up and I’ll get to ordering our dinner.”

“Give me ten minutes, and can you order some nachos for me, if they have,” she said as she rushed out of the room and ran upstairs.

Lucas thought it was adorable the way she went from flustered to determined, he couldn’t understand this attraction they had to one another but he didn’t mind pursuing. Riley had made him feel alive for once and not the person he had become. He loved being a father but for some reason it didn’t make him feel whole, and it made him feel like a bad father because he couldn’t give Liliana what she needed. He could blame his parents but in the end the blame was his for what had happened when he got divorced.

He ordered the food and sat around in the warm living room watching as the sun streamed through the curtains. This was a beautiful house, one that he had always admired growing up because it looked so loved, unlike the monster of a house he had inherited from his family. His mother didn’t live with him because of all the memories the house held, but it always felt more like a shrine to his family than a home. It was yet another reason he felt that he was a failure as a father.

Riley stood in front of him once she changed smiling at him, “We should eat outside, it’s a nice day. Plus, it’s hot in here and I don’t think I can stand to be in the heat any longer.”

“Whatever you say milady,” he said gesturing with his hands before leading her out to the porch.

“I’m amazed you didn’t go snooping around while I was washing up,” she smiled as though she would have done it if she was at his house.

Lucas laughed at what she was saying, “If you were at my house would you have snooped around.”

“Well considering from what I can anyway, your house is the biggest in town so I’m thinking there might be a secret room somewhere and I would want to find it because maybe on the inside I could find a secret gold stash or something.”

“There’s no secret room in that house, but I swear the ghost of my ancestors haunt the place.”

Riley laughed at him, it was sweet how he humored her and she liked it. She had also thought about her conversation with Missy and Maya, and since she didn’t want to tell him about the romance novel she was writing, she did want to be more honest with the man. She couldn’t deal with having a bad relationship with Lucas of any kind. So while they waited for their food she set the table on the porch, and thought about how to talk to him.

It was strange in a way, she had kept most of her deepest secrets from everyone, but if they were going to start a relationship of any kind she wanted to be truly honest with him about it. Once they sat down, with some left over sangria that Missy had left behind Riley knew that it was the right decision.

“So I thought that we should be up front with whatever this is,” she said staring up at the green eyes in front of her. “I’m only here for a short time, and while I like what’s happening between the two of us I think that you should know that there’s well a time limit.”

“I wanted to talk to you about it too, and well I was going to suggest we just go with it until you had to leave. I mean I knew you weren’t going to stay here permanently considering I’ve never seen anyone stay in this house more than a few months,” he said automatically regretting it when he saw her face shift. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay, at least you’re being honest, and as much as I like this house… well it’s not really my style. My office at home has a bay window and I miss it so much.”

“Can I ask something?”

“Sure, since we’re being honest here. Ask away,” she said looking at her drink.

“Why are you here? Other than the fact that you’re here to drive me crazy, and I don’t really mind because I don’t normally ask anyone out, but for some reason you’re the exception.”

Riley knew that she would have to tell someone, no one other than her mother and the NYPD knew about what had happened before she left. She made sure that it never got out because of who she was, but since the conversation with Missy and Maya, Riley knew that she needed someone to know about it while she was in Texas.

“Well… um… it’s a long story, and one that I don’t really like to share and if I tell you,” she could feel her hands shaking as she tried to figure out a way to tell him. “Well you have to promise me that no one else will know.”

“I promise, but Riley why are you shaking?” he asked but she shook her head the moment she saw the food delivery car pull up. Lucas needed to be the only one she told, she didn’t want anyone else involved. She watched Lucas pay for the food and was thinking about telling him to forget about it but her mother had said that she needed to talk to someone.

When Lucas came back and sat down, he gave her a small smile and that’s when her resolve crumbled. She started crying and couldn’t stop, the weight of her life pushing down on her shoulders. Lucas didn’t make a comment, he only wrapped his arms around her waiting until she calmed down enough to start talking again.

“Sorry,” she said to him as she wiped the last of the tears from her eyes. “I’ve been a tough couple of years.”

“I can understand that,” he said to her. “How about I share my story with you and when you’re ready you can share with me what you want to say.”

“Okay,” she said her voice a quiet whisper.

“Okay, well I’m pretty sure someone told you that I’m divorced, especially since I know Missy’s sangria anywhere. I’ve been drinking it at barbeques for years. When I was in college I met my ex-wife, we had been together I think for six months before she told me she was pregnant, and of course being the nice small town boy, I married her. Everyone told me that it was a lie, and a mistake, which I should have listened to them, although the pregnancy wasn’t a lie and I do have a daughter.”

“You have a kid, why haven’t I heard about that?” Riley asked him surprised about what he was saying.

“Let me finish, and yes I have a kid, she’s sarcastic and snarky at times, she would rather stay home and read or climb trees instead of going to ballet classes, and whatever instrument class my mother has signed her up for. Anyway, we moved back here and into that giant house. I thought we were happy, until the day after my daughter was born when my wife disappeared leaving behind divorce papers and a letter stating that since she hadn’t signed a prenup she was entitled to half of everything. I don’t think she realized that we were living in my parents’ house and that none of that was mine, so her got half of my inheritance, which wasn’t huge to begin with and I got to keep my daughter.”

“How can someone just leave their child like that?” Riley was truly astonished at how someone could do something so cruel to a child.

“I ask myself that every day, but I love my daughter and I would leave everything I have to my ex if it meant that I got Liliana.”

“That’s sweet,” she said to him, taking his hand in hers and squeezing. “Okay my turn,” she took a deep breath realizing that this was something she needed to do. “Two years ago, I found my boyfriend in bed with another woman… and another man. He always said I was a prude, because I didn’t do anything with him. But I realized since that night on the porch here with you that, well that wasn’t the case, maybe it was something that went off in my head that I ignored, and well most people didn’t know that he was involved in a threesome because I kept it from them… well anyway, I got angry at him because… well he never really said anything nice to me to begin with. Well at first he did, but after we moved in together he started to chip away at my self-esteem, I didn’t know it was happening.”

Lucas was about to say something but she stopped him and continued. “Let me finish, it’s a little hard to say anything about this and the only people that know are living in New York. Anyway, instead of leaving like I should have, I stayed and tried to make it work, but all it took was one moment between the two of us to change everything. I thought I loved him, you know that real kind of love, but in reality it was just him manipulating me. At the time I was finishing up my third novel, the book never came out because I felt that it was tainted by what happened, you see he took my work and changed it before submitting it to a publisher, the book was going to be published last year but they found out that he had taken it from me.”

“Really, this guy seems like scum,” Lucas said interrupting her.

“That’s not the half of it, when I confronted him he hit me, he told me that I was useless and worthless and that he shouldn’t have wasted so much time on me. I decided to leave and go stay with my mother,” Riley stopped for a moment, because as much as everyone knew the beginning of the story, no one knew the ending because it hurt too much. “We got into a fight as I was leaving, and I hadn’t known at the time or else I wouldn’t have confronted him. The first time he hit me pretty hard, I thought I felt my brain shake in my head. He told me that he would take everything from me and make sure that I was left with nothing. I was so shocked that I didn’t think to fight back, I only thought that I should just walk away.”

“Riley,” Lucas said pulling her closer, but she shook her head.

“I made it to the stairs before he grabbed me again, only this time he punched me and I fell. The next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital, and they were telling me that my boyfriend had saved my life. He had told them this story about me being mugged outside of the apartment and how he rescued me, when I saw him in the hallway he gave me this smile that made me want to scream.”

She didn’t scream, although she wanted to and at that moment she wanted to scream too. “Lucas I’m telling you this because a lot of stuff happened, but my ex is still a free man, even though I filed charges against him, even though I told the police what had happened. He’s free because of who he is, so I did what I could, I left my mother helped me find a new place, and helped me move forward while she worked behind the scenes to make sure that something stuck. But what made everything worse was that I was pregnant when he pushed me down those stairs, I hadn’t known at the time and I thought it was just stress that was making me sick.”

She cried I his arms, she hadn’t told Maya about the baby, she hadn’t told her mother or anyone except for her therapist. She held it in for the last two years because she couldn’t fall apart. Evan got the apartment, but she took everything that mattered to her. She didn’t want to think about him, but telling Lucas at this moment gave her a little freedom from the life she had left behind.

“I told Maya that yes it was only for the summer, but in my mind I told myself that if I liked it here, maybe it would be a good place to start over. I didn’t know I was going to meet you, or even Missy who is the sweetest person. I didn’t know I had missed my best friend so much until I was sitting around talking to her. New York had always been my home, but now it feels like I could have a home anywhere.”

Lucas sighed, he didn’t know what to think, but he knew that if he could have something with Riley he was willing to take a chance on it. Even when he felt awkward around her and started babbling, as long as she smiled he was alright.

“I have a proposition for you, and well it’s a… it’s a little weird since well the other night and well… um… you know what happened,” he said stumbling over his words. “Anyway, how about we start this, whatever it is, all over again. Forget about whether this is temporary or permanent, how about we start this off like a normal relationship, this being our third date, because I’m counting the hospital visit as a date.”

Riley laughed at him but nodded making his body relax. “I would like that, plus you’re nice, and everyone I’ve met loves you, and you have a kid so maybe you can’t be that bad,” she said. “I would like that. I think it would be good for the both of us, considering how people jaded us in the past.”

“That’s one way to put it,” he said smiling. “I’m sorry your ex was a dick to you.”

“And I’m sorry your ex didn’t know what she had.”

#rucas fanfic #rucas #rucas adult au #rucas au #a moment in time fanfic #yuniesan #rucas fanfiction #riley matthews #lucas friar #riley x lucas #liley fanfic #liley au #sorry for the heavy but I needed them to get this out #they need to be honest with one another #Riley will tell Lucas about the novels soon #and it will create more sexy times between them #Lucas will freak out at first but in the end he likes the idea of it #well that's a preview of the next chapter for you

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atlafan · 7 years ago

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The Game: Part Two

Rucas au multi-fic. Lucas and Riley have been best friends for as long as they can remember. They finally tell each other how they feel, and are able to get together, but some friction occurs when Riley’s Uncle Shawn introduces everyone to his new wife and daughter.

Part One

“Sorry about my dad, please continue.” Riley says, now blushing from embarrassment.

“It’s okay. Um, yeah, like I was saying, I would never want to lose you as a friend, but I need to speak up about this. And if I wasn’t sure about how you were feeling, I wouldn’t be bringing this up at all.” “You met someone didn’t you?”

“What?”

“I knew it was only a matter of time,” She gets up and starts pacing around her room. “You came here to tell me you started seeing some girl. Alright, who is she? I’ll try to be happy for you, but-”

“Riley! Are you insane? I spend all of my free time with you, how could there be another girl.” He gets up, and stand close to her, face to face.

“I don’t know, I just get in my head sometimes.”

“I think you and I are ready for the next level.”

“Next level? We’re best friends. What’s the level after that? Super best friends?”

“No, I mean, what I’m trying to say is, I want us to be more than friends.”

There, he said it, the thing she had waited so long for him to say. Her eyes started welling up with tears, and she flings herself into his arms.

“Please tell me you’re reacting this way because you want the same thing.”

“I am, I do, I want us to be more than friends too, I have for feels like forever.” She looks up at him, and smiles. “I just never thought you looked at me that way.”

“Are you kidding? Other than all of the other things that make you amazing, I am incredibly attracted to you physically Riles. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. And I was not gonna wait any longer so some other guy could steal you away.”

“Nobody ever could.”

Riley feels her pants buzz, and sees it’s a text from her mom. It basically said she had 60 seconds to come to dinner, or Cory would be knocking down the door.

“I better get to dinner. Did you wanna join?”

“No that’s okay. Go have family time. I’ll call you later.”

“Okay.”

Riley is about to walk over to the door when Lucas grabs her arm, and turn her around. He kisses her, he fully plants one on her. It’s a wet, sloppy kiss that involved a little tongue. Riley jumps back after giving in for a minute.

“Sorry, little carried there.”

“It’s okay. Um, we can do more of that later. Call me later.”

“Right, bye.”

Riley takes a deep breath after he leaves out the window. She internally squeals with happiness. She looks at herself in the mirror to make sure she doesn’t look like she just embraced in a steamy kiss. She walks into the dining area of her kitchen, and joins everyone, who are all halfway through their meals already.

“Sorry about that, didn’t mean to be rude.” She says, digging into her plate.

“So, you two just let cute boys go in and out your daughter’s bedroom?” Maya asks.

“Well, now that Riley and Lucas are older, we’ve asked him to come through the front door, and we thought he was doing a pretty good job of doing that.” Says Topanga.

“He has been, that’s why I was so shocked to see him sitting there.”

“So what’s his deal, what did hottie mc hottie want?”

“Alright, um, I’m gonna have to ask you to stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“Expressing your interest in him. He’s taken.” Riley sips on her drink, without breaking eye contact. “You pointed at him, and said ‘who he’, and now you keep using words like cute and hot, and guess what, not so cute of you to do.”

“Riley” Cory says with a tone to indicate that she’s being rude.

“Sorry.”

“Wait, did you say he’s taken?” Asks Topanga, excitedly.

“Mhm. I barely had to say a thing, he told me he wanted to be with me!”

Riley and Topanga make a squealing noise together.

“He’s gonna call me later, since it was so urgent that I come to dinner.”

“Well excuse me for wanting you two to get acquainted.” Says Shawn sarcastically.

“Sorry Uncle Shawn, that conversation was just a little more important than a forced conversation with your step-daughter, who I’ll be more than happy to show around school in a couple of days.” “But that’s all you’re gonna do. You don’t want to be friends with me, especially not now.” Maya interjects. “Now that I think you’re friend is attractive.”

“We’re more than friends.”

“As of five seconds ago. Anything can change, who knows maybe he’s been waiting his whole life to meet me.”

“There’s plenty of other guys in the school, meet one of them.”

“No, i think I’ll stick with him, I like a challenge.”

Riley stands up in a huff, grabs a jacket from the coat rack, walks out the front door, and slams it behind her. Kitty and Shawn give Maya an annoyed look.

“Relax, I’m not actually going to ruin this for her, I just wanted her to sweat a little.”

“Either way, not nice. Apologize to the Matthews, now.” Says Kitty.

“Sorry.”

“We’re not the ones you need to apologize to.” Cory says.

#rucas #rucas au #liley #liley au #rucas fanfic #riley x lucas #lucas x riley #riley and lucas #lucas and riley #gmw #short chapter

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jknerd · 5 years ago

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HEY ARNELLE AU: Liley’s Cousin

Meet Liley's cousin Luca Sawyer (male!Lulu based on from episode "Arnold Visits Arnie").

Luca is a boy who resembles Liley, but quite opposite at the same time. Unlike Liley's demure, quiet behaviors Luca has quite effervescent, open-minded and honest with expressing his feelings as he admits he is attracted to both girls and boys. Initially, he had an interest in Arnelle until he set his eyes on Helgo who is in love with her. Due to his good looks, lively persona and friendly attitudes he became popular. Also due to his sharp sense of fashion, Rhodes felt competitive.

#Hey Arnold #Hey Arnold AU #Hey Arnelle #Hey Arnelle AU #Lila Sawyer #Lila #Lulu #Genderbend #Liley #Liley Sawyer #Luca

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drarreckyninja · 2 years ago

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belated: drarreckyninja’s top 50 ships of Aug 2022 [42. Liley]

Fandom(s): Hannah Montana

Pairing: Lilly Truscott x Miley Stewart

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Where u from? Malibu, CA || Crowley Corners, TN

Families (my AU):

Lilly: Heather (mom), Ken (dad)

Miley: Robby Ray (dad), Jackson (older brother)

Subship(s): N/A

#aug 2022 #my ships #countdown #top 50 ships #my au ideas #my digital art #hannah montana #lilly x miley #liley

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violetsbaudelaire-archive · 4 years ago

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a list of my fanfiction, alphabetized, for convenience

a series of unfortunate events

— the world still spins; (hanukkah fic)

fantastic beasts and where to find them

— a broken-winged bird; (angels & demons au ft. newtina, jacqueenie, leta x theseus)

— birds of a feather; (high school au)

— may all your christmases be white; (newtina christmas fic)

hamilton

— all tied up; (whamilton teacher au)

— a love that lets go; (maria x eliza fic)

— basil & bergamot; (whamilton candle shop au)

— but don’t take love off the table yet; (jamilton rock band au)

— check, please; (whamilton meet-cute)

— coffee; (domestic whamilton)

— honorary father’s day; (sequel to basil & bergamot)

— horses & hijinks; (sequel to sneaky bastards)

— sneaky bastards; (jamilton child au)

— the love of my eternity; (hamiliza immortals au)

— the man with the wings tattoo; (whamilton hurt/comfort)

— when we live no more, we may live ever; (prequel to you’re not alone)

— you can wear the crown but you’re no princess; (but don’t take the love off the table yet’s spicy sequel)

— you play through my mind like a symphony; (jamilton college au)

— you’re not alone; (domestic whamilton ft. philip hamilton)

hannah montana

— cool for the summer; (liley summer camp au)

harry potter

— coffee, then the world; (pansmione college au)

— of cloudless climes and starry skies; (linny soulmate au)

— paper lanterns; (linny coffee shop au)

— you were the song stuck in my head (linny songfic)

house md

— mixed up; (robert chase character study)

julie and the phantoms

— accordant notes; (juke meet-cute)

— “ I am not telling you how I lost my virginity, nope.” + willex + background juke + previous luke x alex

— stolen words; (erased anime au ft. very minor ruke)

— sweat(shirt)er weather; (juke stealing clothes, reversed gender roles fic)

— the cloud that took the form of a demon in my view; (supernatural au ft. juke)

chapters: one / two /

— the midnight hour is close at hand; (halloween fic ft. juke, willex, carrie x nick)

— “we can either just cuddle, or you can sleep on the couch?” + willex

— “why’s it so small?” + willex (aka, the christmas tree heist)

— “you love me and you know it.” + juke (aka, is cereal a soup?: a jatp debate)

— “you said you weren’t going to leave, no matter how hard things got.” + willex

— “I just tell myself thing will get better.” + willex

sweeney todd (2007)

— your secret is safe, i won't say a word; (johanna x anthony lovers to friends fic)

the grisha trilogy

— in another life, i would make you stay; (genyalina songfic)

#mike speaks #i'm putting this as my pinned for now

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localplaguenurse · 1 year ago

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PLAGUE FRIEND

Currently obsessed with vampires (obviously)

Thinking so hard about vampire au gold as the gingko trees BUT !!!!!!!

Wifey is the vampire and that’s why cheng gho hates them cause like I’m lowkey obsessed with the idea that Wifey was actually treated very well until they were turned and then the abbess treated them like in the og fic and the reason why the abbess was so readily to sent them off to Morax was because she thought Morax would kill Wifey but instead Morax taught Wifey how to control their instincts

ALSO OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA OF LILEI MAKING SURE WIFEY HAS THEIR FILL OF (animal) BLOOD

Ivy you CANNOT do this to me!!!! AUGH.

God I’m. Okay. So. The shrine right? It’s there to keep out vampires but it breaks and instead of a demon breaking in, it’s a vampire. When wifey gets pinned in the kitchen, that’s when it bites them and turns them. They kill the vampire, but Li Lei REFUSES to let them kill wifey. Cheng Gho doesn’t want them around because 1. vampire, and 2. the shrine when it gets fixed will literally kill them.

Li Lei has to keep wifey in her room and sneak them whatever food she can, and comfort them when the turning process begins because of course it’s very painful. This goes on until Morax eventually takes them.

#ask #as gold as the ginkgo trees #ivy!#vamp wifey au

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kirayun · 4 years ago

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Scrivere una fanfiction? - Write a fanfiction?

Scusate in anticipo il lungo papiro che vi ritroverete davanti e per quanti riguarda il fandom che ho taggato, ne parlo alla fine, dopo tutta la premessa su di me. Questo post è in italiano ma ho intenzione di mettere la versione tradotta da Google Translate appena finisce la parte italiana, basta scorrere la pagina fino alla scritta “English Version (With Google Translate)”.

Sorry in advance the long papyrus that you will find in front of you and as regards the fandom that I have tagged, I will talk about it at the end, after all the premise about me. This post is in Italian but I intend to put the translated version by Google Translate as soon as the Italian part ends, just scroll down the page until it says “English Version (With Google Translate)”.

Mi sto chiedendo se fare o no un tentativo di scrittura di fanfiction dopo tanti anni di sola lettura.

Ormai non ricordo neanche più quanti anni avevo quando ho cominciato a leggere le prime fanfiction e le prime ship (Fuffy, Fleurmione, Liley, Fangrai), so che su Fanfiction.net sono iscritto da Novembre 2012 quando ho cominciato a salvare fic Swan Queen tra le favorite e le story allerts ma è da prima di incontrare Emma e Regina che mi sono addentrato in questo mondo di storie ispirate alle mie serie e racconti preferiti.

Non ho una grande preparazione grammaticale, ho finito la scuola dell’obbligo italiana e i pochi tentativi che ho dato a quella successiva era praticamente una scuola tecnica per computer ma non ho mai finito il primo anno e quindi non studio seriamente da quando avevo 18 anni. Quando scrivo un post o qualsiasi cosa ho sempre il timore di usare troppo le varie “,” “:” “;” ecc., tendo a scrivere molto velocemente con la tastiera e se non fosse per i correttori automatici spesso lascerei parole scritte nell’ordine sbagliato o con errori di cui non mi sono accorto (ma se mi mettessi a scrivere prenderò l’abitudine di rileggere bene tutto quello che scrivo); non ho un verso senso di come deve essere la grammatica di una storia e ho la sensazione che scriverei quello che sembrerà di certo il lavoro di un principiante o di un bambino. Una cosa però devo ammetterla: ai tempi della scuola mi piaceva scrivere e inventare storie e una volta ne ho fatta pure leggere una alla mia insegnante.

Da anni grazie alla fanfiction non faccio altro che immaginare nella mia testa come cambierei io la storia di base o i personaggi di un determinato fandom e come mi piacerebbe che andassero le cose, ma la mia scarsa preparazione e il fatto che leggo praticamente solo storie in inglese tradotte in automatico da Chrome con translate non mi ha mai fatto provare a cimentarmi.

La lingua è proprio il più grande fattore che mi ha sempre fermato da provare anche le più piccole cose visto che la community inglese delle fanfiction è decisamente più ampia e riconosciuta di quella italiana e io sono uno che prima leggeva solo su Fanfiction.net, e ora anche se continuo ad usarlo, sono soprattutto su AO3. Con anni di storie tradotte, serie guardate in lingua originale con i sottotitoli e una piccola preparazione di base a scuola ho imparato molto inglese ma ancora oggi se devo scrivere un post in inglese da qualche parte lo traduco con translate e praticamente non parlo la lingua ma sto cercando di migliorare in maniera “casalinga” ovvero continuando con i sottotitoli e provando a rivedere cose già viste (film, serie ecc.) in inglese e con anche i subs eng per associare il suono delle parole alla scrittura. Questi sono i motivi per cui, vista la mia già poca preparazione in materia, le storie che pubblicherei sarebbero in italiano ma con AO3 come piattaforma principale e visto che il grosso del pubblico legge in inglese, non saprei neanche se ne varrebbe la pena fare tutto il lavoro che ci vuole dietro ad una storia (aspiro a farne una lunga, ma ne parlerò dopo) se poi i fandom a cui mi rivolgo non la leggerebbero per via della lingua diversa (e non so se in altre lingue i lettori usano il mio “trucco” di tradurre con Chrome o translate).

Non sono uno che progetta “il grande schema”: che pensa troppo in anticipo dove vuole andare con una storia, i personaggi, quando vuole finire...magari con il tempo e i tentativi la cosa cambierebbe ma in genere uso l’istinto quando mi immagino una storia e posso solo sperare che alla fine ne venga fuori qualcosa di sensato e soddisfacente che non mi faccia rimpiangere il lavoro svolto.

Non so quasi niente del mondo dietro la creazione di fanfiction, sono sempre stato solo un lettore, per cui non seguo nessuna community, blog o gruppo su cosa e come fanno gli autori i propri lavori ed è già tanto (grazie alle note degli autori) se so che cosa è un beta tester anche se io non ne avrei uno e non saprei come cercarlo, soprattutto nella mia lingua; il problema poi e che sono una persona molto timida e parlo di rado con qualcuno in chat vocali e pochissime volte con messaggi privati e anche se uso i social tutto i giorni (twitter, instagram, tumblr, facebook), anche in quel mondo solo soprattutto un lettore, postando pochissimo (twitter, instagram, tumblr,) o per nulla (instagram, facebook).

Le domande alla fine di tutto questo sono: visto tutto quello che vi ho raccontato sulla mia preparazione e le mie capacità, il fatto di non appartenere alla principale lingua dei siti in cui scriverei, il non sapere se e come porterò a termine quello che comincio, se avrò la pazienza di provare questa nuova cosa che da anni mi attira... insomma, dovrei provarci comunque? Devo dare almeno un tentativo? Vedere se ne sono in grado? Per me il mondo delle fanfiction sembra proprio il posto dove anche dei principianti alla scrittura come me possano provare a scrivere la propria versione di ciò che gli piace e ama e vorrei sapere se c’è posto anche per me e i sicuri disastri che creerei.

Domanda solo per chi legge in inglese: Eventualmente, versioni più piccole e corte delle mie fanfiction le leggereste (tipo qui su tumblr) se le posto dopo averle tradotte con Translate? Perché se per voi una traduzione del traduttore è troppo male allora magari evito di peggiorare quello che già sarebbe un lavoro abbastanza semplice.

E veniamo finalmente al fandom che ho taggato:

Skimmons/BioQuake

Perchè proprio Skimmons? (p.s. ho sempre preferito il vecchio nome ship, ma mi vanno bene entrambi). Skimmons è una ship che ho sempre adorato fin dalla prima stagione, e anche se negli ultimi anni la presenza del fandom su di essa è calata parecchio e per quanto capisca che nel mondo AOS è Fitzsimmons la nave principale (contro cui non ho nulla ed è una delle poche ship etero che non mi da fastidio vedere con le mie characthers preferite), ho e avrò sempre un debole per Daisy e Jemma insieme e rimangono una delle mie OTP più alte personalmente, affianco a nomi grandi come Swan Queen, Faberry, Supercorp e Clexa; inoltre sono uno shipper quasi unicamente Femslash (con poche eccezioni come Harmony e Snowbarry) e la maggior parte delle mie ship sono non canoniche (purtroppo!).

Forse proprio perché Skimmons a confronto di quelle altre ship ha un fanbase più piccola e vengono postate sempre meno storie che sento il bisogno di provare a crearne una mia versione, un mio modo per cui queste due dovrebbero stare insieme e riscrivere cosi la loro storia. Perché è proprio questo che vorrei provare a fare: io ho un debole per le storie che modificano gli avvenimenti canonici per farne la versione di quella particolare Ship; leggo anche molti AU ma ho sempre un sorriso sul volto quando trovo una storia che riscrive una serie o un film nella versione che a noi shipper di quella particolare coppia avremmo amato se fossero state canon.

La mia idea sarebbe di fare un tentativo di ripatire dall’inizio di AOS e provare a fare ogni puntata la mia versione, iniziando simile ai veri episodi e pian piano variando sempre più cose finendo in una direzione totalmente diversa con trame sempre più originali (evitando cosi trame e personaggi che non mi hanno mai entusiasmato troppo) e apparizioni crossover di altri fandom (ma praticamente solo dei personaggi, non le storie) perché una mio piacere segreto è immaginare le mie varie ship che interagiscono nello stesso universo (con questo non sto pensando ad una mega combinazione di tante ship ma solo non avrei problemi ogni tanto a farne apparire qualcuna, anche solo per poco, in una delle mie storie).

Ma Skimmons sarebbe solo la mia prima storia principale il “grande progetto” da fare con calma, postare per bene su AO3 e scritto nel tempo e quindi non escludo lavori molto più piccoli in tutti i vari fandom che amo quando mi viene l’ispirazione. Anche questo appunto “grande progetto” è una vera incognita e potrei non riuscirci neanche perché per farlo prima di tutto dovrei rivedere ogni episodio per ogni capitolo, trovare le idee per la mia versione, scriverle, rileggere e correggere, essere soddisfatto di cosa viene fuori… insomma è tutto un tale casino che potrei facilmente schiantarmi e rinunciarci, decidendo magari di ripiegare solo per cose più piccole e veloci.

Ed eccoci finalmente giunti alla fine, 1500 parole più tardi e almeno qualche ora a scrivere per spiegare non solo a chi avrà il coraggio di leggere tutto, ma anche a me stesso, i motivi e le domande che avevo dentro di me da tirare fuori e scrivere la mondo per vedere se questa è una strada che dovrei tentare.

By Kira

English Version (With Google Translate):

I'm wondering whether or not to make an attempt at writing fanfiction after so many years of read-only.

By now I don't even remember how old I was when I started reading the first fanfictions and the first ships (Fuffy, Fleurmione, Liley, Fangrai), I know that on Fanfiction.net I have been registered since November 2012 when I started saving fic Swan Queen between favorites and story allerts but it was before meeting Emma and Regina that I entered this world of stories inspired by my favorite series and stories.

I do not have a great grammar preparation, I finished the Italian compulsory school and the few attempts I gave to the next one was practically a technical school for computers but I never finished the first year and therefore I have not studied seriously since I was 18. When I write a post or anything I am always afraid of using too many "," ":" ";" etc., I tend to type very quickly with the keyboard and if it were not for the automatic correctors I would often leave words written in the wrong order or with errors that I did not notice (but if I started to write I will get into the habit of rereading well everything I write); I have no sense of what the grammar of a story must be and I have a feeling that I would write what will certainly look like the work of a beginner or a child. But I have to admit one thing: in school I liked to write and invent stories and once I even had my teacher read one.

For years thanks to fanfiction I have been imagining in my head how I would change the basic story or the characters of a certain fandom and how I would like things to go, but my poor preparation and the fact that I practically read only stories in English automatically translated from Chrome with translate never made me try my hand.

Language is precisely the biggest factor that has always stopped me from trying even the smallest things since the English fanfiction community is much larger and more recognized than the Italian one and I am one who previously only read on Fanfiction.net, and now even though i keep using it i am mostly on AO3. With years of translated stories, series watched in the original language with subtitles and a little basic preparation in school I learned a lot of English but still today if I have to write a post in English somewhere I translate it with translate and I practically do not speak the language but I am trying to improve in a "home" way, that is continuing with subtitles and trying to review things already seen (films, series, etc.) in English and also with subs eng to associate the sound of words with writing. These are the reasons why, given my already poor preparation on the subject, the stories I would publish would be in Italian but with AO3 as the main platform and since the bulk of the public reads in English, I wouldn't even know if it would be worth doing everything the work that goes into a story (I aspire to make a long one, but I'll talk about it later) if the fandoms I am addressing would not read it because of the different language (and I don't know if in other languages the readers use mine "Trick" to translate with Chrome or translate).

I am not one who designs "the grand scheme": who thinks too far in advance where he wants to go with a story, the characters, when he wants to end ... maybe with time and attempts it would change but generally I use instinct when I I imagine a story and I can only hope that in the end something sensible and satisfying will come out that does not make me regret the work done.

I know almost nothing about the world behind the creation of fanfiction, I've always been just a reader, so I don't follow any community, blog or group about what and how the authors do their work and that's already a lot (thanks to the authors' notes) if I know what a beta tester is even if I don't have one and I don't know how to look for it, especially in my language; the problem then is that I am a very shy person and I rarely speak with someone in voice chats and very few times with private messages and even if I use social media all day (twitter, instagram, tumblr, facebook), even in that world only above all a reader, posting very little (twitter, instagram, tumblr,) or not at all (instagram, facebook).

The questions at the end of all this are: given everything I have told you about my preparation and my skills, the fact that I do not belong to the main language of the sites where I would write, not knowing if and how I will finish what I am starting , if I have the patience to try this new thing that has attracted me for years ... well, should I try it anyway? Should I at least give it a try? See if they are capable of it? For me, the world of fanfiction seems to be the place where even beginners to writing like me can try to write their own version of what they like and love and I would like to know if there is room for me too and the sure disasters I would create.

Question only for those who read in English: Eventually, smaller and shorter versions of my fanfictions would you read them (like here on tumblr) if I post them after having translated them with Translate? Because if a translation of the translator is too bad for you then maybe I avoid worsening what would already be a fairly simple job.

And we finally come to the fandom I tagged:

Skimmons/BioQuake

Why Skimmons? (p.s. I have always preferred the old name ship, but both are fine). Skimmons is a ship that I have always loved since the first season, and even if in recent years the presence of the fandom on it has dropped a lot and as much as I understand that in the AOS world it is Fitzsimmons the main ship (against which I have nothing and it is one of the few straight ships that I don't mind seeing with my favorite characthers), I have and will always have a soft spot for Daisy and Jemma together and they remain one of my highest OTPs personally, alongside big names like Swan Queen, Faberry, Supercorp and Clexa; I am also an almost uniquely Femslash shipper (with a few exceptions like Harmony and Snowbarry) and most of my ships are non-canonical (unfortunately!).

Maybe because Skimmons compared to those other ships has a smaller fanbase and fewer and fewer stories are posted that I feel the need to try to create my own version, my way in which these two should be together and thus rewrite their history. Because this is exactly what I would like to try to do: I have a weakness for stories that modify canonical events to make them the version of that particular Ship; I also read a lot of AUs but I always have a smile on my face when I find a story that rewrites a series or a movie in the version that we shippers of that particular couple would have loved if they had been canon.

My idea would be to make an attempt to replay from the beginning of AOS and try to make each episode my version, starting similar to the real episodes and gradually varying more and more things ending in a totally different direction with more and more original plots (avoiding so plots and characters that have never thrilled me too much) and crossover appearances by other fandoms (but practically only characters, not the stories) because my secret pleasure is to imagine my various ships interacting in the same universe (I'm not thinking of a mega combination of many ships but only I would have no problem every now and then to make some of them appear, even if only briefly, in one of my stories).

But Skimmons would only be my first main story, the "big project" to be done calmly, post well on AO3 and written over time, and therefore I do not rule out much smaller jobs in all the various fandoms that I love when inspiration comes to me. Even this "great project" is a real unknown and I might not even succeed because to do it first of all I would have to review each episode for each chapter, find ideas for my version, write them, reread and correct them, be satisfied with what comes out ... in short, it's all such a mess that I could easily crash and give it up, maybe I decide to fall back only for smaller and faster things.

And here we are finally at the end, 1500 words later and at least a few hours to write to explain not only to those who have the courage to read everything, but also to myself, the reasons and questions I had inside of me to pull out and write the world to see if this is a path I should try.

By Kira

#skimmons #bioquake #agents of shield #ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction

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yuniesan · 7 years ago

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A Moment in Time (Rucas Adult AU) - Chapter One

A/N: Chapter one’s offical Word Count is 5488.... I didn’t expect it to be that long, but as I write chapter two I know it’s just going to be as long as this one.

Chapter One

Everything was going according to plan, that is if the plan was to run away from home because life had become too complicated to actually stay there and work. For Riley this was her life all of a sudden, she needed to leave New York after her life took a turn for the boring. She couldn’t understand it, her family was great her life had been great, but she didn’t feel like she was ever going to be happy with everything. So she talked to her mother about what she was feeling and her mother suggested to go to her great-grandmother’s house in Texas, and since her Uncle Josh lived down there with his wife Riley would have family nearby to talk to while she figured out what she wanted from her life.

The complicated part of her life, was the easiest to handle, her now ex-boyfriend, who had saw fit to cheat on her and then tried to use it against her. She remembered him saying that it was her fault, that she didn’t do enough in their relationship. Except they lived in her apartment, on her paycheck, as he did nothing day after day but blamed her constantly for everything. She couldn’t take it anymore and walked out, but he didn’t move out and she didn’t want to deal with any of it anymore. She put her place up for sale and asked her mother to pack everything up, as well as making sure that he was out of the place before Riley came back from Texas.

Now she was sitting in a convertible that she rented driving into a small Texas town that looked like something out of a card catalogue. She wondered if she could get any work done while she was there, if she could find her muse again after all of the bullshit she had endured over the last month. The center of town was about the size of grapefruit compared to living in New York, but somehow the smallness of it all made her feel peaceful. There was no way her ex would find her there unless someone read her work and knew who she was.

Following the directions her mother had given her she drove pass the center of town towards where there was long strips of land and no one around. She almost missed the turn onto her grandmother’s house, an old farm that had seen better days. The grass was overgrown, the house sorely needed a paint job, and the barn looked like it was missing a wall on the side. She pulled up to the front of the house and saw someone she hadn’t seen in years smiling back at her.

“Riley,” her Uncle Josh said as he walked down the steps towards her. His dark hair was cut shorter than she remembered growing up, and he was dressed in a police uniform. He was the young sheriff in town, she remembered because he was so happy when he got the promotion at such a young age.

“Josh,” she said rushing out of the car to meet him, hugging him close even though the summer heat was making itself known. “How’s your life going? Any baby news?”

“No and don’t bring it up with Maya, she’s still convinced that the baby is going to pop out like the alien movies, even though she’s only five months along.”

Riley remembered that the two of them wanted to be surprised when it came to the baby’s sex, and they refused to talk about it, but since it was their first child they were also afraid that everything that could go wrong would.

“No worries,” she said smiling. “Is everything set up?”

“Mostly, I got the water, and electricity running, and most of the rooms were aired out, since we rent out the place during the winter months, but the a/c is busted,” he said trying to smile and failing miserably.

“I’ll pick one up, I can afford it anyway,” she said hoping that she could do it before she died from the summer heat. “Do you work today?”

“Yeah, but Maya wanted you over for dinner later.”

“Don’t worry I’ll be there, let me get settled in and I’ll come over around five, just send me some directions so I don’t get lost.”

“That’s physically impossible, this town is the size of a walnut compared to New York.”

“And do you remember who you’re talking to? I still get lost the minute I get off the subway.”

Josh laughed before pulling out a piece of paper, “Yeah I remember.” He handed her directions before walking off to his patrol car which had been parked around the side of the house and she had never even seen it. “Call me when you’re on your way.”

“Will do Josh, now get out of here before you’re late for work.”

“Riley I’m the Sheriff if I’m late for work it’s not really frowned upon.”

Josh left soon after leaving Riley to wander around the front yard of the house, seeing for the first time a place where her great grandmother had once lived. Josh had said that it was rented out over the years but all of the furniture was the same as it had been when Rosie McGee had once lived there. It was rustic, and different from what Riley was used to but it was perfect in its own way. The living room was just off the side of the entrance, with an open floor plan, the kitchen and dining area was towards the back, there was an office next to the staircase which only held a desk and pictures of the country.

“Maybe I should get central air installed,” she said to herself as the heat slowly creeped its way through the place, but she settled on just getting an a/c unit for the bedroom for now, as well as the office so that she could work without sweating to death.

Riley drove into town looking around as she searched for an electronics store, or any store that would sell an air conditioner. When she reached the strip just off main street she saw the store and automatically put on her blinker to turn onto the parking lot. The light changed but before she could make the turn someone slammed into the back of her rental sending Riley into the wheel of the car.

“Shit,” she said grabbing her head, feeling the start of the throbbing pain from the hit to the steering wheel. Riley looked back to see a little old lady driving the car behind her, getting out of the car she rushed towards the old lady who looked flustered.

“Are you alright dearie,” the old woman said looking up at Riley with her hazel eyes.

“I’m fine, how are you?” Riley asked checking to see if the woman had injured herself.

“Yes, I’m stronger than you, I’ll live forever.”

“Okay,” Riley laughed. “Let me get my insurance information and we can get the report filed as soon as possible.”

As soon as she walked back towards the car to get the insurance papers, she heard the tell-tale sound of a car pulling away. When Riley looked back the innocent looking old lady who had rear ended her was driving away.

“Damn it,” Riley said slamming the door to the car. Her first day in a new town and of course she gets into a car accident and the person responsible runs away.

The sound of a siren drew Riley’s attention away from the direction the old lady had driven off, a cop was getting out of the car. His eyes looked at her as if he were sizing her up for a moment before he broke out a smile and walked over to her.

“Hi sugar,” the officer said walking towards her with a million watt smile on his face.

“The name’s Riley,” she said trying to keep him from giving her another compliment. She wasn’t in the mood for some small town cop to flirt with her when all she wanted to do was go after the little old lady who just hit her and ran off.

“Riley,” he smiled. “Well hello, you must be Sheriff Matthews’ niece.”

“Yes, and I was just rear ended by a little old lady, who took off the moment I mentioned getting my insurance papers, so I don’t have time to deal with your flirting right now.”

The officer cleared his throat and made a serious face. “Sorry ma’am, my name is Officer Babineaux. I’ll take your statement and relay it back to the office, so you can be on your way.”

Riley sighed, she hadn’t meant to be rude but she was tired and so much had happened that she just wanted a moment of peace, and instead lashed out at the first person who had come to help her.

“Sorry Officer, I didn’t mean to be rude, it’s just that it’s my first day in town and I needed an air conditioner, and some sweet looking woman hit me with her car and ran off.”

“It’s alright, I sometimes can’t turn the charm off, my girlfriend thinks I’m crazy because I flirt with everyone without thinking even though she’s the only one I love.”

“Maybe you should stop flirting,” Riley said out loud without thinking about it, she knew her mouth was going to get her in trouble one day.

“You’re talking like my best friend now,” he said as he wrote down something on his pad. “Don’t worry I’ll find out what happened here and get back to you.”

“Thank you officer.”

“You can call me Zay, everyone else does,” he said before walking back to his car and calling in the accident. “I’ll stop by your house and drop off the police report so you have a copy for the insurance company.”

The paper work was processed in less than ten minutes, before the officer had left the scene. Riley couldn’t help but feel like everyone was watching her the entire time, she was an outsider in there. Even though Josh was related to her she couldn’t help but get the feeling that she wasn’t wanted in the small town. She went into the store as fast as she could and picked up two window a/c units and rushed off as soon as she could, forgetting to ask for help to get them into her car. Once outside she struggled to put the first one into the back seat when she lost her footing and fell backwards. All she felt was the strength of a man’s hands grab a hold of her and the feeling of a solid chest at her back.

“Woah there,” a deep voice said sending shivers up her spine. A moment later the unit in her hands had been picked up as she came face to face with green eyes, and sandy hair. “Let me help you out here.”

“Uh,” she stuttered for a moment before she could find her words. “Yeah that would be great thank you.”

“Anything for a lady,” he said making her smile. The gentleman put both boxes in her backseat before turning to face her giving her a smile she couldn’t believe existed.

“I’m Riley,” she said smiling at him, as her heart tried to pry itself out of her chest. “I’m staying at the old McGee farm.”

“Ah you must be Josh’s niece, although I thought when he mentioned his niece coming that you would be a lot younger.”

“No, we’re only two years apart, and it’s a long story,” she said smiling at him as though her face was stuck like that.

“Well if you need any help, don’t hesitate to ask,” he said before climbing into his car and driving away.

Riley waved as though it were the most normal thing in the world, until she realized that she hadn’t asked him for his name. She sighed as she got into her car realizing that she had been so enamored by his eyes that she forgot to get his name.

“Well that was stupid,” she said as she drove off.

Instead of going to the house she drove to Josh and Maya’s place, between the accident and the air conditioners she had lost track of time. Maya was sitting out on the porch, her blonde hair flowing in the wind, while she rubbed her pregnant belly. Riley remembers the first time she met Maya, it felt like ages ago, best friends since childhood. Now her best friend was her Aunt and she was happily married and Riley couldn’t fault her for it, not when she was glowing like the halo of blonde locks on her head.

“Maya,” Riley screamed as she got out of the car. “My Peaches.”

“Thank god Riley,” Maya said wobbling down the stairs. “Someone normal.”

“What you don’t like small town life?”

Maya smiled at her before wrapping her arms around Riley. “I actually love it, and I can paint all I want, plus I teach art to the kiddies.”

“Who would have thought that all Maya Hart needed in life was Josh Matthews and a small town to make herself happy. I wouldn’t have, and I grew up with you, you were a wild thing.”

“Well Josh made an honest woman out of me,” she said smiling.

Riley had forgotten how much she missed her best friend, they hadn’t seen each other in what felt like years, the last time being Christmas a few months before but it had been a short visit for Riley who ended up having to go overseas for work.

“God I missed you,” Riley said as the two of them walked into the house hand in hand, like they had when they were kids. Almost skipping, until Maya told her to stop because the baby didn’t like it.

Lucas Friar was the son of a big ranching family, although you wouldn’t know it from the way he looked, or unless you were from his small Texas town. Those who did business with his family knew him as the face of Friar Ranching, after he took over the business when his father had passed away. Lucas had been twenty at the time, and in the nine years since he had died, Lucas had made the business a success. But for the first time in what felt like years since he had a woman on his mind.

The warm feeling of Riley Matthews in his arms had sent a feeling through his body that he hadn’t had in years. He knew he didn’t have the time for any kind of relationship but it was nice to think about the feel of a woman against his body for a while.

“Daddy,” his daughter squealed from the door as she barreled her way to him. Her long blonde hair was as bright as the sun, his little sun, with big brown eyes, that he knew came from her mother. Lucas didn’t want to think about his ex-wife, the woman had left him with a newborn child before running off.

“How’s my baby girl,” he said pulling his daughter into his arms. “Were you good for your grandmother?”

“She was a shining example of a Friar,” his mother said from the door. “Weren’t you Liliana?”

“Yes I was grandma,” Lily said but Lucas was the only one to see her roll her eyes. He kept his daughter’s sarcastic nature hidden from his mother, mainly because he didn’t want her to lose it because of his family’s principals. Being a Friar kid wasn’t easy, that was something he knew first hand especially since he was still living that life.

“I’ll pick her up tomorrow morning to take her to ballet, and then her piano lesson,” his mother said before walking out of the room as if it were the final word.

“Thank you momma,” he said absently even though he knew she wouldn’t hear, but he wanted Liliana to have some curtesy towards her grandmother.

“Gamma is such a killjoy daddy,” Liliana said after the sound of his mother’s car was far away. He wouldn’t fault the seven-year-old for saying what was on her mind but he also needed to make sure that she didn’t say anything like that in front of his mother.

“Lil,” he said his voice firm. “What have I said about saying things like that about your grandmother.”

“That it’s not her fault for being how she is, especially because of how grandpa Joe had died.”

“That’s my girl,” he said smiling. “Now let’s go and get some dinner.”

They barbequed their dinner that night, since it was a warm day, sitting down in the yard afterwards to watch the stars while his little girl fell asleep in his arms. He couldn’t understand his ex-wife, it bothered him for the seven years of his daughter’s life, how the woman up and left filing for divorce soon afterwards. Liliana was the light of his life, but in the end he realized that the woman he had married hadn’t been who he thought she was and even after trying to get in contact with her years later she swore that she would never come back to the life she had once had.

He carried Liliana to bed and kissed her good night before going back to the yard and cleaning up, only to sit there and think about Riley, he couldn’t figure out why the woman had had such an effect on him after just a few minutes in his arms. But the softness of her skin and the feel of her hair was enough to drive any man mad.

“You know someone could rob you blind,” the familiar voice of his best friend said from behind him. “Why did you leave the door unlocked?”

“Because regardless of what you believe, I feel safe in this silly little town,” Lucas said standing up and turning to face Zay. “Plus I knew you would stop by considering Josh’s niece came into town and you’re the biggest gossip in the world.”

“I am not,” Zay said trying to act offended which only made Lucas punch his arm before walking back into the house.

“You are, but you already knew that,” he reached into the fridge and pulled out a beer and handing it to Zay before grabbing one for himself and walking back to the yard and sitting in one of the chairs. “Say what you need to say so that I can move on with my life.”

“Well,” Zay said sitting down next to him. “She’s one hundred percent perfect for you, and little old lady Jones rammed the back of her car and ran away so now I have to deal with a hit and run situation.”

Lucas looked over at Zay stunned, he hadn’t known that Riley had been in an accident, and all he did was help her with her air conditioner. “Wait, isn’t Mrs. Jones not allowed to drive, her son is supposed to drive her around.”

“Apparently nobody told her that, and the only reason I found out is because Mr. Lowell had a camera installed outside his store because he still swears that the pigeons are stealing from his store.”

“Good thing for senile old men,” Lucas sighed not knowing why it was exhausting to just think about living in this town. He loved it but he also hated it at times. “Have you followed up with our new resident?” He said truly curious about her even though he didn’t want to show it.

“No I went over to her place and she wasn’t there,” he sighed before drinking his beer. “I have to go back tomorrow after I talk to Josh about it.”

“I should go with you,” Lucas tried to sound like he was just being neighborly but in reality he really wanted to know if she smelled like the strawberry fields that grew just north of town. “You know for the sake of meeting her.”

Zay laughed at him as he finished the sentence, “Dude I already know you met her, this town is full of gossiping old ninnies so a few of them already told me about your run in at the hardware store.”

Lucas sighed looking down at the empty bottle in his hand. “Seriously this town.”

“You can say that all you want but you know you love this place or else you would have left years ago.”

“I did leave but city life just isn’t for me,” he said remembering the few years he had at college, it had been a miracle that he finished because he had hated it so much that he took on an extra work load just to finish faster and get back home.

When Zay left Lucas finished cleaning up before heading off to bed, checking in on Liliana on his way to his room just to make sure she was sleeping. His daughter had been the only constant in his life and he loved her but he hadn’t gone out on a date in years and he was starting to feel lonely from it. He wondered if that had been the reason for his reaction to the town’s newest resident, but he remembered that he had danced with woman, and had tried getting together with a few of them but the dates never worked out and he had given up.

Maybe it was time for him to try dating again, but he wasn’t sure if Riley Matthews was the person that he should go after when he tried to date again, but as much as he tried to push the thought aside he kept thinking about her throughout the night.

When Riley woke up she automatically regretted not installing the air conditioner in her bedroom, the sheets were sticking to her skin and her hair was weighed down in her sweat. She rolled over with a groan and slowly got up, she knew she needed a shower but it was so hot that her body felt like a dead weight.

“I hate this,” she said to herself as she peeled off of the sheets and made her way towards the bathroom. Her first thought as she stepped into the cold shower was that she needed to install those air conditioners, and possibly find a way to do so without hurting herself. Her neck was stiff from the accident the day before, and the cold water wasn’t helping but it helped with cooling her down. Even in New York she wasn’t very fond of the heat mainly because she liked to dress in layers and make her outfits look cute but in the summer she would always have to figure out ways to keep herself dry and always failing.

When it came to work she had to wear suits, until she got high enough in order to work from home, now she was taking a break from her magazine job to work on her novels, as well as getting her life together after her break-up. She knew that life wasn’t always easy, the break-up wasn’t easy, and after a long conversation with Maya the night before, the blonde had convinced her that what she needed was a rebound guy while she was in town. Although Riley had protested to the idea, she remembered the blonde haired green eyed cowboy who had helped her the day before.

“Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all,” she murmured thinking of his strong hands on her. She still regretted not getting his name even though she talked like she was an idiot the moment she saw him. She walked into the kitchen and started making coffee when she heard a car door slam outside of the house. Soon afterwards there was a knock on her door right before it opened. She could have sworn that she had locked the door the night before and grabbed the nearest thing she could use as a weapon before her Uncle’s head popped in through the door.

“Damn it Josh,” she said feeling her heart racing in her chest. “You scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry,” he said walking inside. “I only stopped by the give you the spare keys, and to drop off these pastries that Maya baked this morning, because she had been craving them and when she craves something she tends to wake up and make tons of it only to not want it an hour later.”

Riley felt her stomach cramp from hunger when she took the bag from his hand to see muffins and several different kinds of Danishes. “Geez, she must have really wanted something to eat.”

“Well she passed out before I left so when she gets up later she’ll have enough food to feed the army she believes is growing in her stomach.”

“Well you love her,” Riley smiled. “Just give her a foot rub later, because judging from the weight in this bag she’s going to need it.”

“I will,” he said smiling as he grabbed some coffee for the both of them and sat down at the table. “I didn’t say anything to Maya and judging from how she wasn’t freaking out I guess you didn’t tell her about the accident yesterday.”

Riley groaned from the thought of the accident and the old woman who ran away from the scene of her crime. “Yeah I didn’t think that your very pregnant wife should be burdened with how some old woman rear ended me yesterday.”

“It’s alright. One of my officers should be here later to follow up,” he said standing up. “Just let him take some pictures of your car and tell him if you have any injuries that you were trying to hide yesterday,” he finished giving her a very knowing look.

“Fine,” she said rolling her eyes. “You win, my neck feels a little off, but it’s not too bad.”

“Go see a doctor.”

“I will… um… do you know any that make house calls because I don’t want to go out there today.”

“The heat is getting to you already, New York summers are worse the minute the humidity hits.”

“Yeah but I didn’t get the chance to put the a/c’s up yesterday, since I ended up at your house and didn’t leave until it was close to midnight.”

The two of them talked for a little while longer before Josh left to go to work, she waved him off and then walked down to her car to stare at the two units she had brought thinking of how she was going to bring them into the house and install them when she could barely get them into the car the day before. Instead of dwelling on it she walked back into the house and grabbed another cup of coffee before settling down on the porch steps and staring at her car.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and when she looked down she saw a message from her agent telling her that she needed the draft of the novel by the end of the month. Riley used a pen name when writing novels versus her real name which she used when she wrote for the magazine, no one knew that she wrote erotica and romance novels. It was her little secret and even when she went on press tours for the books she wore a disguise because she was used to hiding it. She had written two novels under her own name but they were heavier than she liked and she wrote them so far apart that people made her out to be a prolific writer when in fact she would rather write dirty books because they were more interesting.

The sound of a car coming towards her pulled her from her thoughts on her next novel, looking up to see the officer from the day before pulling into the driveway, behind him another car pulled in behind the police car.

“Hey sugar,” the officer said and Riley tried hard to bite back a groan.

“You really shouldn’t flirt with women if you’re in a relationship,” she said to him hoping that the guy would stop if she kept telling him to stop he would.

“Right,” he said walking towards her. “I just wanted to tell you that we know who hit your car and we’re going to pursue this if you want to. I also need a few pictures of your car and we should be done.”

“As weird as it is to go after a little old lady, I don’t want to deal with the insurance premiums that are going to happen from this.”

He nodded at her and smiled. “Well I’ll get started.”

As the officer walked away she noticed that the other car was still in the drive, only to see a blonde head of hair walking around her car. He didn’t look like an officer, but he looked familiar. She saw him talking to the officer for a moment before he turned around and she saw the face of the guy she had embarrassed herself in front of. Her only thought was how hot he was, and of course the fact that she wasn’t dressed to impress.

When Lucas had woken up that morning he knew he was going to follow Zay to the house where Riley Matthews lived, he was intrigued by her and he wanted to get to know her better. He couldn’t get the feel of her body against his out of her mind. He took his daughter to his mother’s house after breakfast and drove off to follow Zay before he had to be at work around noon. His mornings are usually reserved for his daughter before she goes to school and making sure that the chores are done before he went off to work.

Since he was the boss he only worked from noon until five in the afternoon, his mother took care of Liliana in the afternoons and he worked on dinner before she got home. That had been his life for the last seven years, he hadn’t thought it was so much he had always worked hard but sometimes he wished that there was someone there to share his life with. Liliana had begun asking about her mother and although he told her about the woman that had once been his wife, his daughter wants him to be happy. That’s how he came to date her kindergarten teacher, and one of the mothers of her classmates. Neither relationship had gone too far, because he hadn’t been attracted to either woman.

Now he didn’t know what to think about Riley Matthews, who literally fell into his arms out of nowhere. He couldn’t help but laugh at the face she was making at Zay who for some reason would flirt with a tree if he could. He watched as she rolled his eyes at all of his advances until her eyes landed on him as he had gotten out of the car.

“Hello Ms. Matthews,” Lucas said as he walked towards her. “How are you feeling today?” He could tell when her face blushed and it only made her even more adorable in his eyes, but he also knew that he couldn’t trust many people because he didn’t want Liliana to get hurt but he couldn’t help but flirt with this woman.

“I’m find, sweating to death but fine,” she said smiling at him. “I didn’t get your name yesterday and I’m embarrassed that I hadn’t asked for it when we met.”

“I’m Lucas, Lucas Friar, I live up the road right on the other side of the river behind your house,” he said as he walked towards her to shake her hand. Once wrapped in his he couldn’t help but rub his thumb over her skin.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said smiling. “If it wouldn’t be a bother, while the kind officer is inspecting the car, can you help me bring the air conditioners into the house… um… I don’t know if I can carry it all the way upstairs.”

“It would be my pleasure to help you especially after your accident yesterday,” he didn’t understand why he was turning the charm on so high with her, he barely knew her but for some reason she brought it out in him.

He had helped her not only bring them in but also install them into the windows while talking to her about nonsensical things like the heat wave and the drought that was happening in the area. But neither talked about anything personal, he left when Zay had finished knowing that he wanted to come back, and at least get to know her better.

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Rucas oneshot au: Riley is in her last year of college, and Lucas is working as a police officer. Their semi new relationship has hit a snag when Riley realizes that not everything has been fair.

Lucas and Riley met during Riley’s senior year of college. They got set up by some mutual friends. The connection was instant, and they made things official within the first month of dating. Riley was studying Media, and was involved with many clubs. Lucas was a police office for a neighboring town right near Riley’s college, so he only lived five minutes from her, super convenient.

His schedule was annoying though. His two days off were in the middle of the week, and sometimes he would work extra shifts. Riley found herself getting annoyed because Lucas always wanted her to sleep over, unless it was a morning he had to be up early for work, but if it was a morning she had to be up early for class, he’d get sad if she didn’t want to stay over. He didn’t understand that it was a lot of work to get ready in the morning. The days Riley had class she didn’t care if she was in sweats, but if she had work, it took her a solid half hour to get ready. All Lucas had to do to get ready was throw on his uniform.

Riley loved Lucas a lot, but this was his first serious relationship, and there were a lot of things he had to get used to, as there were things she had to get used to as well. There was a weekend he went away for a cop thing, totally fine. He wanted to hang out the night he got back, but Riley had already made plans to see a concert, so they made plans to grab lunch the next day. That morning she received a text from him.

Lucas: I got called in early to work...I can’t get lunch :(

Riley: Okay, maybe tomorrow then

Lucas: I didn’t have a choice, if it were up to me we’d still be seeing each other.

Riley: Mhm, I know

Lucas: I have to go in at noon and stay until 4am

Riley didn’t want to answer him.She knew Lucas secretly loved working extra shifts. He had gotten out of working them before, why not now? They called him in on Valentine’s Day and he made a stink about it, so they didn’t make him go in. On Mondays he usually only worked 4pm to midnight. Usually Riley would wait up for him and he would pick her up, but she had class early on Tuesdays, and she had already told him she wouldn’t be available until the afternoon. Their schedules were totally not insync. He sent her another text.

Lucas: I really want to see you

Riley: Me too...I wish we could get a quick coffee or something

Lucas: Me too

Riley checked the time and saw it was only 10:20, plenty of time to meet up for a coffee, but she didn’t want to badger him about it, or ask “why don’t we do that then?”, and a get response like, “I don’t have time” or “I have a lot to do before I go in”, or “I won’t want to leave once I’m with you”. All dumb excuses. Maybe Riley was being too harsh, but she was so annoyed, that she turned her phone off, and sat at her desk fuming trying to get her work done. Part of her wanted to see Lucas walk through the door with a coffee in his hand, but the other part of her knew he wouldn’t do that. He would probably stay in bed for as long as he could, and get to shower, and then leave for work. He claims he misses her, and wants to see her…

She does everything according to his schedule, Riley realized she hasn’t been doing much for herself lately. She always says yes to him whenever he wants to hang out, she figured it was time to start telling him no.

On Tuesdays, Riley has two classes in the morning, and two meetings in the evening. She had the whole afternoon to do whatever she wanted. She wanted to go to the gym. She hadn’t been going as much as she wanted because most of her free time went to Lucas. So after he second class got done, she went right to the gym. Of course he texted her right when she got there.

Lucas: Are we seeing each other this afternoon?

Riley: probs won’t be available until 2...then I have a meeting at 5, then another at 730

Lucas: no dinner together then...what about after the second meeting

Riley: maybe, I have work Wednesday morning and I have some hw to do

Lucas: are you mad at me or something?

Riley: no, I just have my own stuff going on, and I need it to get done. I’m at the gym, I’ll call you later

At around 2, after Riley had showered up, she called Lucas.

“I’m not saying I don’t want to come over, I can come over now for a couple of hours, but I have to be back at school by five.”

“Why are you talking to me like a child?”

“I’m not, I’m just saying sometimes when I tell you I have to be somewhere you say okay, and then you make it very hard for me to leave when I have to go.”

“Because I never want you to go.”

“Look, why don’t you just come get me?”

“I can’t, I’m on my way to the gym. I was gonna go earlier, but one of my buddies got held up. I can get you at like 3:30 though.”

“Why so I can be there for like an hour? I told you I’d only have a couple hours this afternoon.”

“Yeah I know.”

“So couldn’t you go to the gym later?”

“I already told my buddy I’d meet him there Riles.”

“Whatever.”

“So are you coming over tonight?”

“No! I have work in the morning and I want to get a good nights sleep, for the millionth time. I’ll come over tomorrow night.”

“Okay but remember I have work early Thursday.”

“I’m well aware.”

She was absolutely annoyed with him. Whenever he had work early he’d always remind her. It was to make sure there wouldn’t be any funny business after a certain hour so he could sleep. But he was the one with no self control. She’d be fine watching TV and going right to bed, without even cuddling. But him? Lucas would cuddle her, and then they’d makeout, and then they’d do it once or twice, maybe even three times depending on the night, and then he’d spoon her until he fell asleep. But you know, it’s definitely all her.

When Wednesday evening rolled around, Riley wasn’t sure if she even wanted to see Lucas. He would be picking her up soon. She hated having to lug so much stuff with her all the time. She must have asked him a million times by now to buy a spare pillow so she wouldn’t have to bring hers back and forth. What idiot has a queen sized bed with only one pillow? She saw his car pull up, and she walked outside. He got out of the car and took her things from her and put them in the back seat. He took her in for a hug and held her tight.

“God I’ve missed you.” He kissed her deeply, and that just about made all of Riley’s annoyance go away.

“I missed you too.” They got into the car, and headed towards his place.

“I got some groceries earlier so we can cook.”

“That’s great babe, what did you have in mind?”

“I got some potatoes, brussel sprouts, and chicken.”

“My favorite.” She kissed him on the cheek.

After cooking, eating, and cleaning up, they got cozy on his couch. He was like a big, brawny teddy bear, and her favorite thing to snuggle up to. He rubbed her back and played with her hair. She could barely remember why she was angry earlier.

“So, how was your day?” He asks her.

“Long and busy as per usual. Yours?”

“Well I had today off so I slept, went to the store, then I picked you up.”

“That’s all you did?”

“Pretty much. It was nice.”

“You didn’t go to the gym?”

“Nah.”

“Why didn’t you go today instead of yesterday?”

“Because my buddy couldn’t go today.”

“You know you don’t need to go to the gym with someone every time, right?”

“Why are you getting heating?”

“I’m getting heated”, she sits up to look at him, “because you made a big fucking deal about not seeing me, then make plans to go to the gym when you knew I only had a little bit of time to see you, and then today you barely did anything! We could have seen each other yesterday, you could have gone to the gym today!”

“Riley, please relax.”

“Don’t tell me to relax! Do you know how stressful this is? I always want to hang out with you, and my schedule is always all over the place, and I know your job is demanding, but that’s no excuse to not have some wiggle room for me. I’m always rearranging things for you, but you never do it for me, or if I ask I feel bad having to do it, it’s not fair.”

“I always want to see you too, I know this isn’t the easiest situation. I wish you could just m-” He stopped himself.

“You wish what?”

“I wish you could just move in here. Then our paths would cross more, we wouldn’t have to worry about pick up and drop off because you’d have your car here, everything would be easier…”

“You really want to live together already?”

“I don’t know...maybe. For the convenience, yeah. I mean I would love to come home to every night and crawl into bed with you, it would be great. I know you can’t break your lease with the school though, so I never brought it up before.”

“Lucas, I think once I graduate, which is only a few months away, everything will get easier.”

“Would you move in with me, after you graduate?”

“Of course I will, where else would I go?”

They hugged each other for a long time. They loved each other so much, and they both hated getting into arguments like that.

“Do you feel like going up stairs?” He asks.

“Yeah, I do.”

He picked her up and carried her upstairs to his room. He gently put her on the bed and layed next to her. She put her arms around him he rested his head on her chest. This was Lucas’ favorite thing to do, just bury his head into her. She enjoyed holding him as well, she knew he needed it. Being a cop was not easy at all, and this made him feel better. Lucas was never used to someone caring about him the way that Riley did, and he never wanted to lose her.

“I got you something.”

“What?”

Lucas gets up and goes over to his closet. He takes out a pillow and throws it to her.

“Are you serious?”

“Yup, picked it up today.”

“Babe...thank you.”

She opened her arms up and he came back over to her. They started kissing. They would probably both be extremely tired in the morning, but who cares? They were in love.

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