Gerard insisted on carrying Lucy inside once they reached the farm. It was pouring and he didn’t want her to slip in the muddy driveway. She was still sleepy as he placed her on her feet inside the kitchen door.

“Okay, I’m gonna go get the groceries. I want you to go lay down and rest.”

Lucy yawned, “Nope, I’m gonna help you put the groceries away.”

Gerard sighed, “Honey, you’re tired.” When he saw her pout he slipped off his muddy shoes then took her arm. “I mean it, lay down.” He grabbed her arm and started to pull her towards the living room.

“Gerard” She huffed “I’m okay, really.”

He was not going to take no for an answer. Once more he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the sofa.

“I’m not an invalid.” She muttered.

Placing her on the sofa he smiled, “Didn’t say you were.”

“Well you’re treating me like I am.”

He squatted down next to the sofa, “Honey I’m just worried about you. I can see you’re still tired. Come on you have to admit the last couple of days you’ve been doing a lot more. Remember Dr Smiley said it would be a month before you were completely recovered. It’s important you rest and not overdue.”

Lucy reached out to touch his cheek, “But I just want to be with you.”

He leaned forward to brush his lips against hers, “I’m just gonna put the stuff away then I’ll make our lunch.”

“Okay” She said laying down, “But this afternoon we have to work on your story.”

He smiled, “Sure, now that you’ve got more typing paper you can do that.” He stood. “Oh and you can give me your opinion on something I wrote.”

Lucy gave him a shocked look, “You wrote something after we got home?” She had assumed that since it had been so late he’d fallen asleep when he’d laid down beside her.

“Yeah” He admitted, “An idea came to me so I wrote a bit.”

“You’re the one who should be tried.” Lucy worried.

In truth he was tired but he wasn’t going to admit that, “Nope, I’m fine. Now close your eyes and rest, okay?”

“Okay” She whispered as her eyes fluttered closed.

After Gerard got all of the groceries inside he changed out of his wet clothes, started a load of laundry then put everything away. The whole time while he worked he tried to put what happened at the store with the young fan out of his mind but it wasn’t easy. What if the girl really hadn’t believed him when he told her his name was Joe? Why had she purposely spoken to Lucy?

He quietly checked on her and seeing that she was asleep he decided to head back into the kitchen. He’d wait a while before making lunch and while he had the time he opened the cell phone he’d bought her then plugged it in to charge. He felt better knowing she’d have this phone if an emergency arose. There was so much he wanted to do for her but this phone was a first step.

Besides he reasoned, if everything worked out like he hoped eventually she’d move to LA to be with him. However, deep in his heart, he knew a lot of obstacles stood in the way. He was still a married man and that was something he would have to deal with before Lucy would even consider a move. But how would she handle it when she found out he’d been married the whole time they’d been together?

“Fuckin’ bad.” He muttered to himself. But even more that that problem he wondered how she would take the truth about how he’d been living his life before arriving here. How would she react when she learned what had finally caused his break up? The one thing he knew deep in his heart was that when Lucy finally found out who he was he didn’t want to keep any secrets from her. She’d need to know everything. He just prayed that she’d see he’d changed, that he wanted to be a better man now that he wasn’t drinking anymore.
“And that is the truth.”He whispered to himself. “I’ve changed.”

However the voice in his head began to taunt him. Have you really changed? Aren’t you the man who ran when you’re marriage was ending? Aren’t you the man who hasn’t seen or spoken to your daughter in weeks? Aren’t you the man who left is family and friends hanging?

“No” He shook his head, “I had to leave. I had to find Lucy.”

A sound caused him to jump. Looking over he was relieved to see it was Rex standing at the back door. “Hey, Boy.” He laughed walking over to the door. “I’d let you in but your paws are muddy.” Since he couldn’t let Rex in he walked out on the back porch to pet the dog.

Rex’s tail wagged as Gerard scratched behind his ears. “We’re having steak tonight so there are some good bones in your future.”

Rex licked his hand.

“So you guys are talking about dinner?”

Gerard turned to face Lucy who was standing in the doorway. “Yep, Rex is excited we’re having steak tonight.”

Lucy smiled, “Me too.”

Gerard gave Rex a few more scratches behind the ear then joined her in the kitchen. “So ready for lunch?”

Lucy nodded, “Yep I’m hungry.”

As he was washing his hands at the sink she pulled out one of the kitchen chairs. “Not just for food.” She said softly watching Gerard.

He turned to her with a grin on his face. “I can help you with that too. After lunch.”

Lucy gave him a beautiful smile.

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“I thought you’d call last night.” Mikey said trying to keep his tone friendly but failing.

Alan sighed, “Sorry, my flight got delayed and by the time I arrived at the motel the clerk had left. He agreed to meet me but it was at a much later time. When I arrived back at my hotel I thought it was too late to call.”

“So what did he say?” Mikey asked impatiently.

“Gerard definitely stayed at the motel. I not only talked to the clerk but his sister who works in the restaurant that is in the motel’s parking lot. They both remember him.”

“They knew who he is?”

“No, they simply remember the man who checked in under the name Joe Waters. The clerk, Dylan, remembers the car well. He said he rarely sees sports cars like that.”

“So what did he say about Gerard? Did he talk much to him?”

“Like I said it was the car that really caught his attention. He said he pointed out to “Joe” that it was a sweet ride but was told it had been bought used. Dylan also remembered Joe paid in cash and wanted to know if there were phones in the rooms.”

“Do they?” Mikey asked.

“No, since most people have cell phones they don’t. They only have a pay phone now.”

“Maybe that means he was thinking of calling home” Mikey said softly.

“Perhaps.” Alan agreed. “After he checked in he went across the lot to the restaurant. Dylan’s sister Debbie was his waitress. She remembers him because he ate dinner and returned in the morning for breakfast. She said they chatted a bit, she asked him if he was on vacation and he told her he was.” He paused, “He also told her he was heading for Colorado.”

“Why would he be heading for Colorado?”

“I have no idea.” Alan said, “Maybe in his mind that was just the next stop on his trip across the country.”

Mikey sighed, “But why the fuck was he crossing the country, where was he planning on ending up?”

“Given the state of your brother’s mind perhaps he simply wanted to cross the country to put distance between himself and LA.”

“The state of his mind.” Mikey repeated slowly. “Did either of them say he looked bad?”

“No actually neither mentioned he seemed distressed at all. Matter of fact when Debbie served him breakfast she remembered his mood was good. She was genuinely upset when I explained Joe’s family was concerned about him.”

“Hopefully that’s a good sign.” Mikey said needing to stay positive.

“Unfortunately we haven’t gotten any hits from Colorado.” Alan explained. “At least not yet. We’ve decided not only to send out photos of the car via e-mail we’ve also now included the name Joe Waters. Since he used the name twice that we know of we’re assuming he’d continue to do so. If we don’t get any leads from Colorado today I’m going to head to Kansas in the morning.”

“And no one there has remembered seeing his car?”

“No, so far nothing.”

“But obviously he was there during the time of the tornado.” Mikey said picturing Gerard’s duffle bag in his mind.

“We assume that.” Alan said kindly. “But of course there could always be another explanation.”

“What?”

“Well if someone at some point stole his bag…”

“But the money was still in it.”

“It is always possible they had taken the bag but not removed the money before the duffle was lost in the storm.”

Mikey felt his spirits plummet. “Oh”

“Look I don’t think that happened but I have to point out to you every possibility. In my gut I think Gerard was in Kansas but that’s why I’m working hard to follow his trail and so far we’ve been lucky. I’ll find your brother, it’s just a matter of time.”

“Thanks for all you’re doing.” Mikey said softly.

“I’ll find him.” Alan stressed again.

Alicia walked into the study just as Mikey was disconnecting the call.

“Was that Alan?”

Mikey nodded, “Yeah, Gerard was definitely in Provo.”

“And?”

Trying to remain positive he told her about how the waitress remembered Gerard telling her that he was on vacation and that he looked fine.

Alicia walked over to the laptop where Mikey had a map of the US pulled up. “So from here…” She pointed to Carson City “he went here.” She tapped on Provo.

Mikey nodded. “Yeah”

She had given the situation a lot of thought. “So he must have stayed someplace overnight before heading into Kansas.”

“He told the waitress he was heading to Colorado.”

“Where he got married.” Alicia said softly.

Mikey gave her a shocked look, “Shit, you don’t think that’s why he said he was going to Colorado, do you?”

“I don’t know,” She sighed, “But it was.”

“This is all so fucked up.” Mikey muttered leaning back in his chair.

“So what’s Alan doing now?”

“So far there’s been nothing from Colorado, no one remembers his car, I guess. But since he used Joe’s name twice they are sending out e-mails with the name. Hopefully someone will contact Alan’s office.”

“And the story is still that he’s missing and his family is worried?"

“Yeah”

Alicia didn’t want him to fall into depression, “Well, at least the waitress remembers Gee as being okay. That’s good. Maybe the longer he was on the trip the more his mind cleared.”

“That’s what I’m hoping.” Mikey said softly.

That was the thought he kept in his mind until the next call from Alan. A call that seemed to dash that hope.

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Lucy slowly chewed the last bite of her sandwich while watching Gerard who had already finished his lunch and was now cleaning up the lunch dishes.

He turned back to face her. “Want anything else?”

She took a sip of her soda then answered, “Yes, sir. I’d like my desert now.”

Gerard decided to play along. “Well let’s see we have cookies, and ice cream.”

“Nope” Lucy smiled. “That’s not what I want.”

“No ice cream?”

“No sir.” She giggled.

“So tell me woman” He said walking over to the table. “What is it you want?” His body was already responding to the look in her eyes.

“You, sir.” She answered in a throaty voice.

“Is that a fact?” He reached out to touch her cheek.

“Yes, sir.” She nodded. “I was thinking we could go out to the barn.”

He was surprised, “The barn? Honey, it’s still raining.”

Lucy nodded, “I know. But remember how nice it is up in the hay loft? We can open the big doors. I think listening to the rain would be nice while we make love.”

His thumb brushed over her bottom lip. “Yeah, that does sound pretty fuckin’ nice.” He gently took her arm to help her stand. Together they moved to the back porch. “Wait here a minute.”

Lucy watched as he ran to the truck returning a moment later with the blanket they’d used last night. “Okay” He said and before she could object he lifted her in his arm throwing the blanket over her completely. He heard her giggling as he carefully sprinted across the yard to the barn.

Once there he placed her on her feet. Lucy folded the blanket over her arm then started for the steps. As she started up with Gerard following his comment made her smile.

“Nice view” It was true, her cute butt ascending the stairs held his attention.

As soon as she reached the hay loft she tossed the blanket on a hay bale then moved to open the large doors. Immediately the fresh scent of the rain filled the loft. She turned to Gerard. “Take a seat.” She said nodding to the hay bale where she’d thrown the blanket.

“I was gonna spread out the blanket.”

“Please sit.” Lucy said walking over to him.

He wasn’t sure what she had in mind but did as she’d requested. Immediately she fell to her knees in front of him and began removing his muddy shoes. Once the shoes and socks had been placed off to the side she started to unbutton his shirt. Gerard smiled as she parted the material slowly allowing the palms of her hands to caress his chest. As she pushed the shirt off his body her lips pressed against the base of his neck causing ripples of pleasure to wash over him.

“Stand” Lucy said sitting back slightly.

His slowly stood, his eyes never leaving the woman kneeling before him. Slowly she undid the top button then lowered the zipper. Gerard’s heart was beginning to race as she tugged the jeans and boxers down his legs. When they were past his knees she told him to sit down again.

Lucy smiled as she pulled them completely off to toss them aside. “I like this.” She murmured. When she looked up and saw the confused look on his face she explained, “I like being completely dresses while you’re nude.”

“You might but I’m not too crazy about it.” He admitted.

“Don’t be whiny” She giggled running her hands over his thighs. Gently she pried his legs apart. When she leaned forward to run her tongue along the inside of his thighs he had to admit maybe this was sorta sexy.

She paused a moment to look up into his face. “Now for my desert.” Slowly she dipped her head and began to lick from the base of his penis to the top. “Good” Her lips tickled as they vibrated against him.

“Oh woman” He moaned leaning back on his arms. “Don’t think anyone has ever considered me a desert before.”

Lucy continued to swirl her tongue along his now throbbing member. She loved how her actions affected him. When she opened her mouth to take him in he moaned louder.

“Oh fuck, Lucy that feels so good.” Using one hand he pushed the hair back from her face so he could see her mouth making love to him.

Lucy continued to suck him in then release over and over. Hearing how much pleasure she was giving him urged her on. She gently cupped his balls as her mouth continued its work.
She didn’t stop when she felt his hand on her shoulder. “Honey, you need to stop a minute” He ground out. As wonderful as this felt he knew he wouldn’t last long if she continued.
But continue she did. He tongue and lips teasing him to the breaking point.

“Lucy” he tried again but she’d pushed him too far. “Of fuck, don’t stop. Faster.” He panted.

When she felt his release hit the back of her throat she paused only a moment then continued until there was no more. Sitting back on her heals she looked up into his face, her tongue darting out to lick the few drops still remaining on her lips. “Much better than ice cream” She whispered.

Gerard was still trying to catch his breath. “That’s not what I was expecting would happen.”

Lucy smiled, “Now let’s spread out the blanket and watch the storm.”

His legs were still shaky as he stood. Lucy took the blanket then spread it out in the hay. She started to lay down but he grabbed her arm. “Hold up, there.” He whispered. “Seems you’re a bit overdressed.”

“I am?” She teased.

“Yeah, definitely.” With one quick movement he pulled her tee over her head but didn’t touch her bra. He unzipped her jeans and helped her step out of them once her sandals had been removed. Now Lucy stood before him in just a sheer bra and panties. “Lay down.” He whispered.

She was slightly surprised he hadn’t removed all her clothes but simply nodded then lowered herself to the blanket. Gerard stretched out next to her. The rain beating down on the roof was the only sound as they lay there side by side.

Finally a few minutes later he rolled his head over to smile at her. “Had to catch me breath first.” He explained.

Lucy giggled, “Why?” She asked pretending not to understand. “Walking up the ladder got you all out of breath?”

He propped himself up on his elbow so he could stare down into her face. “Very funny woman. Pretty sure you know why I was out of breath.”

Lucy gave him an innocent look, “I have no idea.”

“Really?” He laughed, “No idea? Well then let me demonstrate what happens to make someone suddenly out of breath.” He sat up to grab both of her arms. Lifting them over her head he told her to clasp her hands together. Once she had he told her under no circumstance was she to move them.

“Okay” Lucy nodded. “But really, I’m not the least bit out of breath.”

Gerard’s eyes narrowed, “Someone is really asking for it.”

“It?” Lucy batted her eyes lashes, “Whatever do you mean?”

“What I mean is this…” His voice was low and smooth. “I’m gonna do things to you now, things that will leave you breathless and I’ll only stop when you beg me to fuck you.”

Lucy blinked, “Beg you to fuck me?”

“Yeah, you’re gonna beg me to bury myself deep inside you. You’re body is gonna ache so badly that you know that’s the only thing that will satisfy it.”

Lucy loved this game. “If you say so.” She challenged. “But I can be pretty stubborn.”

“Oh, I’m counting on that.” He growled. “That’s what makes this so much fun. I’m gonna lick and tease every inch of your body.” He grinned when he saw a shiver run through her. “Now you just lay there and try very hard not to let what I’m doing affect you.”

“No problem” She whispered feeling her body already responding to just his words. She tried not to wiggle when she felt his hand cup her sex through the sheer material of her panties.

“Wow, seems someone is awfully wet. Wonder why? I mean it can’t possibly be because of anything I’ve done.”

“Uh, probably because of the rain.” Lucy answered forcing herself to remain still.

“Yeah, rain” He laughed. “That’s why”

He removed his hand then leaned down to kiss the base of her neck. Soft kisses over her collar bones made a path to the top of her sheer bra. Slowly his tongue traced the skin just above the material. He smiled when he saw her nipples straining against that material. “Wow, would you look at that.” He teased. “Seems someone is happy.”

Lucy had her eyes closed but knew exactly what he was referring. “Uh, just a bit cold.”

“Cold?” He laughed, “So you’re nipples are just cold?”

“Uh, yeah”

“Well let me warm them.” He dipped his head allowing his tongue to wet the material over each nipple then he blew his warm breath on each spot. “How’s that?” he whispered.

It was hard for her to remain still, “Better”

“Good, don’t want those beautiful nipples to be cold.” He hooked his finger under the bra to lift it. “But I better check just to make sure they’re okay.”

Lucy moaned softly.

“What was that?” He grinned.

“Nothing.” Lucy sighed.

“Oh, okay.” Again his tongue swirled around each nipple but this time not impeded by material and again once they were nice and wet he blew his hot breath on them. “They seem okay.” He whispered. “But let me make sure.” Lucy almost unclasped her hands as his mouth took in her right nipple. Gently he sucked then moved to the other to give it the same attention.

“Okay they seem fine.” He pulled the bra back down. Lucy moaned in frustration.

Gerard smiled, “Problem?”

“No, no problem” She muttered.

He moved down on the blanket then gently pushed her legs apart. Once he was settled kneeing between them he ran his fingers over her panties. “These are nice.”

“Thank you” Lucy answered trying to regain her control. However his next words threatened that control.

“Too bad I’m gonna have to rip them off you once you beg me to fuck you.”

Lucy could hear in his voice how much he was enjoying this. “I’m not gonna beg.” She said with false determination.

“Oh Sugar, you’ll beg.” He crooned stroking her flesh just above the panty line. “Believe me you will.”

Lucy remained silent, her eyes closed her hands clinched tightly together.

“Now then” He whispered. “Think I’ll give a little attention to these beautiful legs.” As he spoke he lifted her right leg allowing his mouth to press against her knee.

“That tickles" Lucy giggled.

“Does it?” He continued to kiss her knee then let his tongue lick all the way around to the back. “You know you do taste very sweet. I’m liking my desert.” He placed her leg back down on the blanket then lifted the other. He attacked that knee in the same fashion. This time she didn’t mention it tickled and he noticed her breathing was becoming more rapid. Prying her legs apart even further he spoke again. “Gotta taste more.”

Lucy struggled to remain still as she felt his hot breath on her very wet panties. Gently he slipped a finger under the material so that he could slide his tongue under the sheer barrier covering her sex. “Tastes delicious” He murmured his lips moving against her skin.

“Gerard” She ground out raggedly.

“Yes?” He lifted his head. “What?”

Lucy bit on her bottom lip to keep from speaking.

This time when he bent his head his tongue ran up and down over the increasing wet material making it transparent. “My, my” He whispered, “Looks so good.”

“Gerard” Lucy moaned “Tear the damned things off.” Her body was begging to feel his tongue without a barrier.

“If you insist” He laughed hooking his fingers under the panty. The delicate material tore easily. Casing it aside he gazed down at her glistening skin. “Much better, now I can taste you.”

When his tongue began to lap up and down her soaking slit she cried out.

“Gerard, please.”

He flicked her swollen nub with his tongue then looked up. “Please, what?”

Lucy’s eyes flew open. “You know what.”

“Gotta say it.” He teased sliding his fingers along her wetness.

Lucy glared at him.

“Oh my beautiful stubborn woman.” He whispered leaning his head down once more. His fingers pried open her lips giving his tongue complete access. Lucy’s body trembled but she forced herself to remain silent. This sweet torture was beckoning to her but she refused to give in, not yet.

Over and over he teased with his tongue until suddenly he inched his finger inside her hot hole, not far enough to satisfy but enough to make her back arch, enough to make her moan.
Then just a quickly he withdrew his finger.

“You’re evil” Lucy ground out.

Gerard laughed, “All you have to do is ask.”

Her body demanded she beg but her mind was still in control. “Not going to happen.”

He knew she was to the breaking point. “Fine, then watch.” He waited until she lifted her head and her eyes were on him. Taking his once more throbbing penis in his hand he ran the velvety head up and down her slit. Lucy could see her juices glistening on the tip as he pulled back slightly. “Just a bit” he said as he just barely pushed into her. “Then back out.”

He grinned as he pulled it completely out. Again he did the same movement, “In and out.”

The sight of him inching his penis inside her only to pull it back out was too much. “Damn it, fuck me.” She screamed.

Gerard looked up to lock eyes with her. “No” He said softly. “I won’t fuck you.”

Lucy’s eyes grew wide, “No?”

Slowly he placed his cock into position then leaning forward he eased himself into her completely, “I’ll make love to you.” He whispered.

“Oh” Lucy’s head fell back, overcome with emotion she arched her back to meet his slow even thrusts. “Oh yes” She whispered as the delicious sensations began to take over.

Gerard’s body was propped up by his arms so he could watch her face. “Open you’re eyes, Honey.” He urged. When she did he saw the love within.

Lucy slowly unclasped her hands so she could now touch his face, “I love you.” She whispered as he continued to fill her body and soul.

“Not as much as I love you.” His voice was chocked with emotion. “I feel complete when I’m with you, in you.”

“Oh” Lucy cried out as the beautiful orgasm ripped through her body.

“So beautiful” Gerard thrust once more then released himself within her.

Lucy placed her arms around him as he lowered his body to lay on hers. She wasn’t ready for this to end, not ready for him to break their connection.

“I don’t want to squish you.” He whispered.

“You’re not.” She assured him.

Still not sure of that fact he rolled over on his side but took her body with his. Now they lay side by side still connected by their love. “Better?”

Lucy was so overcome with emotion there were tears in her eyes. “Yes”

He kissed her eyes, tasting the saltiness of her tears. “Are you okay?”

“Very okay” She smiled, “Just very happy. Very, very happy.”

Gerard kissed her lips, “Ditto, woman”