Something in Red (A/I, M, pt 5 8/26)Conclusion

[KaraGail]

A/N A few days ago I was listening to some old country music when this song came on. I thought maybe I could do something with each verse with A/I. There will be 5 parts to this story of the song..each titled with the color in the verse. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave Feedback to let me know if you are interested in this continuing


"Disclaimer: The characters of "Roswell" belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz, WB, and UPN. They are not mine and no infringement is intended." The song "Something in Red" was performed by Lorrie Morgan..I do not own it and only borrowing it for this story.

Category: Alex and Isabel

Rating: Mature


Something in Red

I'm looking for something in red
Something that's shocking to turn someone's head
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
Stockings and garters and lace underwear
The guaranteed number to knock the men dead
I'm looking for something in red

I'm looking for something in green
something to out do an ex-high school queen
Jealousy comes in the color of jade
Do you have some pumps and a purse in this shade
And a perfume that whispers "Please come back to me"
I'm looking for something in green

I'm looking for something in white
Something that shimmers in soft candlelight
Everyone calls us the most perfect pair
Should I wear a veil or a rose in my hair
Well, the train must be long and the waist must be tight
I'm looking for something in white

I'm looking for something in blue
Something real tiny, the baby's brand new
He has his father's nose and his chin
We once were hot lovers-Now we're more like friends
Don't tell me that's just what old married folk do
I'm looking for something in blue

I'm looking for something in red
Like the one that wore when I first turned his head
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
Just a size larger than I wore last year
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead

I'm looking for something
I've gotta have something
I'm looking for something in red

Part 1 - Red


Isabel Evans knew she looked good in the color red.

In fact, it was the color she always wore when she wanted something and needed that little extra “oomph” to get it. Right now the object of her affection was standing across the room and totally ignorant of the plans she had in mind for him.

The dress she had originally picked out for the event had been tame compared to the strapless form fitting one she was currently wearing. When she had found out he was also going to be there, Isabel had immediately gone shopping for the “killer” red dress.

Isabel had seen him almost immediately when she walked into the room. To her, he always stood out in a crowd, especially when he was wearing a black tux that was tailored to fit his tall lean body. It reminded her of the first time she had seen him at her older brother’s wedding two years prior.

He was one of Liz’s best friends and he had everyone laughing at his stories of growing up with the bride to be. Isabel had been enthralled as she watched him work the crowd and wondered why they had never been introduced before. It hadn’t taken her long to hunt down Liz and get his name.

Alex Whitman

Unfortunately, at the time, they had been both in relationships and she was unable to act on her sudden desire for the stranger. She had never felt such an instant attraction to someone before and with that realization Isabel knew that whatever she had with Grant was obviously in it’s final stages. She knew she couldn’t desire one guy so much, to the point of fantasizing about him, and be with another just bidding her time until he was free. It hadn’t been long before she broke up with Grant.

During the next few months, Alex and she had become real good friends. She learned so much more about him and it hadn’t been hard to fall for him. He was everything she could possibly want. He was sweet, funny, considerate, loyal to his friends, smart, and handsome. But he was also taken.

A few months ago, Isabel found out that Alex and Leanne had finally broken up. She had thought that this was her time and had spent days coming up with just the right words to ask him out, but once again fate was against her.

Alex had been sent over seas to Europe, by his company, where he would be working on a new project. He had told Isabel what a great opportunity it was for him and she had been happy for him. At least on the outside she had been happy. On the inside she was disappointed that another chance was lost.

Maybe they just weren’t meant to be together.

Isabel had begun to date again trying to get over Alex and move on but every guy she met had to be measured up with him and all came out lacking. She had also tried to drown herself in work hoping that the less she thought about him the easier it would finally be.

Neither worked.

So here she was, now, feeling like a huntress stalking her prey. Alex was back in town and she had decided that she was not going to let anything else get in her way. Isabel wanted him and tonight was the night that, if everything went as planned, he would finally be hers.

Isabel slipped through the crowd and made her way to him as he stood making small talk with another gentleman. She could tell the moment when he became aware of her as he glanced up, caught her eye and gave her the smile that always made her feel weak in the knees.

“Hi” she returned his smile as she came to a stop in front of him.

“Hi” Alex continued to smile as his eyes traveled the length of her body, “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you” she said as a little thrill went down her spine at his compliment.

“I’ve always loved you in red.” he stated with a husky voice.

Isabel could feel the heat in her cheeks as she accepted the compliment. She decided to go for broke and return it, “I’ve always loved you in a tux.”

Alex grinned wider, “I’ll have to keep that in mind.”

“So how was Europe?” she asked just as a waiter carrying champagne stopped to serve them.

“The project was a huge success and when I arrived back they promoted me to Vice President.” he said with pride at his accomplishment.

“That’s great, Alex!” she said as her eyes widened with excitement over his news.

Isabel wasn’t sure later who initiated it first but some how she found herself in his arms, hugging him tightly. She decided to make the most of the moment and inhaled his masculine scent through her nose as she buried her face between his neck and shoulder.

She didn’t know how long they stood like that but it didn’t seem that either one wanted the moment to end. Finally she pulled back and looked in his eyes not at all surprised to see the desire reflected in them.

Isabel had always known that Alex felt something for her. From the moment they had been introduced at the wedding he had gotten tongue tied for a few seconds until his girlfriend, Leanne, had come up to them and asked him what was wrong.

She smiled as she remember how embarrassed Alex had been as his face had turned a brilliant shade of red that endeared him even more to her. He had muttered a vague reply to the girl but then turned his attention back to Isabel and began to ask her questions about Max and her family.

They had fallen into an easy camaraderie that lasted most of the evening, only to be halted by Leanne dragging him onto the dance floor and away from her. Isabel had found out later that the other girl had felt jealous and intimidated by her.

Isabel cleared her throat, “Well whatever happened over in Europe..it certainly agrees with you, Alex.” she reached over and brushed a non existent piece of lint from his shoulder using it as an excuse to touch him again, “You look great.”

“Thanks” he lifted his glass of champagne and took a long drink before setting it aside and holding out a hand to her, “Would you care to dance, Miss Evans?”

Her heart raced at his suggestion. She had planned to ask him soon if he hadn’t first since she’d been looking forward to this moment ever since the wedding when jealousy had struck her over Alex dancing with Leanne.

“I would love to, Mr. Whitman.” Isabel reached out and took his hand as he escorted her to the dance floor.

Just when they stepped onto the dance floor the band began to play a new song and Isabel found herself once again breathing in his scent as she snuggled closer to him while Alex guided her through the dance moves. His body was so fluid and graceful that he made her look the same even though all of her attention was focused on the man who made her inside jump and flutter with just a look in her direction.

Suddenly she felt him pause and pull back his head to look at her. His eyes had a questioning look about them as he searched her own for something. Finally, after an immense silence between them, he removed his arm from where it was wrapped around her waist and lifted his hand so that he could brush his finger lightly across her cheek.

“Europe was great but it was missing one thing.” he whispered as his thumb caressed her bottom lip.

Isabel had to control herself from opening her mouth and grasping the digit between her lips. Her heart was already going a mile a minute and she had a feeling that by the end of the night it would burst from her chest.

“What did you miss?” she finally asked on a gasp as his fingers traced across her earlobe causing her to close her eyes at the sensation.

She felt Alex move closer and she opened her eyes to find him only inches from her. If she only moved her head just a millimeter more, she would be kissing him and finally living out one of her fantasies of him.

“I missed you, Isabel.” he whispered and this time she felt his breath against her lips, “I couldn’t stop thinking of you the whole time I was away.”

Isabel slipped her hand up his arm until she cupped the back of his neck, “I missed you, too, Alex”

She heard him let out a small groan right before his lips crash down on hers and she was no longer aware of anything around her except for the man in her arms. He deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue between her lips and she responded instantly. Their tongues met and caressed as the desire increased between them causing Isabel to let out a moan of pleasure.

The kiss was everything Isabel had dreamed of. Soft, passionate, wet and full of heat that already she felt like she would melt into a pool of water at his feet. She wondered how she had gone so long with out this and made a pact with herself that she would never be without it again.

Alex finally pulled back and looked into her eyes again and a small smile appeared on his kiss swollen lips, “God, I have been wanting to do that for 2 years now.”

Isabel returned his smile while reaching up to brush a lock of hair off his forehead, “What took you so long?”

He shook his head and let out a chuckle, “Probably my own stupidity and insecurities.”

She sighed happily as she wound her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, “Well let’s not make the same mistake again. You have a lot of time to make up for, Alex. How about us getting started?”

Alex placed his forehead to hers, “I have a feeling I will be trying to make up for this for a long time.”

Isabel leaned forward and pressed her lips to his before gently agreeing, “A very, very long time.”

Their lips reconnected and words were no longer needed. Isabel had her man and she knew that the “killer” red dress had indeed been what she needed.

TBC.... Part 2- Green

Kara

[KaraGail]

A/N thanks to all the positive feedback on this fic. This one is a short one so the parts will most likely be posted as soon as I get it written. I hope you enjoy this part...

I'm looking for something in green
something to out do an ex-high school queen
Jealousy comes in the color of jade
Do you have some pumps and a purse in this shade
And a perfume that whispers "Please come back to me"
I'm looking for something in green



Part 2- Green


Something was going on.

Isabel had, once again, received a call from Alex claiming that he had to stay at work late and was breaking their date. They had argued on the phone for a few minutes with him pleading for her to understand, but she was getting tired of his excuses. She had hung up the phone almost in tears and wondering why he was avoiding her?

This had been going on for the last month. They’d make plans to be together, then Alex would have to back out. She was spending more time alone than with the man she loved and she had no idea why.

Isabel groaned in frustration as she paced her small living room still dressed in the outfit that she had planned on seducing him with. They had planned to go to a concert in the park with a picnic and just enjoy the still warm fall evening.

The leather black pants had been the first thing she’d pulled from the closet. She knew how the hugged her curves and drew the attention of even the blindest of men. Alex loved the leathers on her and had practically ripped them off of her almost every time she had worn them.

Isabel had hoped to give him an incentive to do the same tonight.

It had been over a week since they had made love. In fact, it was 8 days, 6 hours and 23 minutes since they had last been intimate which was peculiar since almost from the beginning of their physical relationship, almost a year ago, they had rarely gone longer than 48 hours.

Alex had practically moved into her apartment and she had done the same in his. Their lives had blended so easily together that Isabel had been blind sided when he seemed to lose interest in her wanting to devote his time to work and not on her.

Isabel stopped pacing and made her way over to the fireplace and reached up to remove the picture that sat prominently on the mantle. She couldn’t help but let out a small smile at the image of the happy sun bronzed couple wrapped in each other’s arms and seeming not to have a care in the world.

The photo had been taken during a vacation a few months earlier where Alex had surprised her with a trip to Puerto Rico. They had spent a fun filled week exploring the town of Old San Juan, soaked up the sun on some of the most beautiful beaches, gambled at the casinos and danced all night in the salsa clubs.

She still got a thrill of excitement of the memory of Alex and she on a deserted beach with the sun dipping below the horizon. They had quickly stripped themselves of their scant bathing suits and had reached for the stars as theirs bodies took on the dance that had become so familiar to them both.

The picture had been taken on the second to last day while on the very beach that they had made love on. Isabel had stopped a passing Piraguas vendor, who was pushing his cart across the sand of the beach. She had explained to him in broken Spanish what she wanted and with a nod of his head had consented to take the picture.

Isabel wondered what had changed from that day. They had been so in love and though her feelings had remained just as strong for him, she couldn’t be so sure of Alex’s.

With a groan of frustration, Isabel placed the picture back and headed for the coat closet with determination. She was going to go hunt down Alex and have it out with him right then. There was no way she could go another day without knowing if she had truly lost him and why.


Twenty minutes later, Isabel stepped out of the elevator on to the floor where Alex’s office was. She had rushed over, running a few red lights in the process, but now she slowed down.

Did she really want to know why he was avoiding her?

Isabel was scared to find out that Alex was not where he said he would be. What if he wasn’t working at his desk but out with another woman and using work as an excuse to see her?

“Get over it, girl.” she whispered to herself and forced her way down the rows of dark empty offices. No one was here which was normal since it was after 8:00 at night and most people were at home with their families.

The light was on in Alex’s office and Isabel almost let out a sigh of relief until she heard a familiar laugh come from the room followed by “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Isabel’s heart almost stopped as she heard the sound of Alex’s excitement. It was made in the same pitch of voice that he got when she was making his world explode around him.

“Oh my God!” she stood there frozen at the closed door while her eyes widened in shock over her worst fears being realized.

Alex was with another woman and she was bringing him pleasure. Isabel’s heart raced and anger coursed through her body of the images that flashed before her eyes.

Before she knew it, Isabel had thrown open the door and, expecting to see them going at it, cried out in a loud voice “You son of a...”

She stopped in mid curse as she found Alex sitting at his desk looking up at her with confusion and obviously alone in the room.

“Izzy?” he frowned, stood up and walked around his desk to lessen the distance between them, “What are you doing here?”

Isabel glanced around the room looking for some signs that he had been with someone else, but all she could see was the stacks of files on his desk and the many Styrofoam coffee cups stacked in the trash can.

“Who were you just talking to?’ she questioned turning her gaze back to him and crossing her arms across her chest.

Alex stepped closer to her and shook his head, “No one. I haven’t seen or heard anyone since I talked to you about an hour ago.”

“Then who were you just saying “yes, yes, yes’ too right before I got here?”

He chuckled and pointed a thumb over his shoulder in the vicinity of his computer, “I just figured out the problem that has been driving me crazy for weeks.” his cheeks turned a slight red in embarrassment, “I guess I got a little carried away with my enthusiasm.”

Isabel released a breath that she didn’t realized she had been holding in. He wasn’t having an affair, but she still needed to find out why he was avoiding her.

“Alex. We need to talk.”

He looked stunned, “Oh boy. That doesn’t sound good.” he leaned back on his desk as if bracing himself, “Are you breaking up with me?”

Isabel was shocked by his question, “No! I don’t want to break up with you, Alex.”

He let out a sigh and seemed to relax, “Then what do you want to talk about?”

For as long as Isabel could remember she had been a ‘direct and to the point’ type of girl. She wasn’t about to stop now, “Why are you avoiding me?”

Alex once again looked stunned as if the air had been knocked right out of him, “Avoiding you? I’m not avoiding you, Isabel. What has given you that idea?”

“Maybe because this last month you have broken most of our dates; and do you know how long it has been since we last made love?” she asked as a lump formed in her throat and she had to struggle to keep the tears at bay.

“8 days, 7 hours and...” he glanced down at his watch, “12 minutes.”

Isabel couldn’t help but smile at that but quickly made herself focus on the conversation and not on how adorable he looked at recalling the time, “Exactly, Alex. We haven’t been intimate in so long and I feel like I am losing you.”

“Oh, baby.” he said as he took the finally steps toward her and wrapped her in his arms, “Why didn’t you say something sooner? I have been so wrapped up in this latest project that I have been blind to what’s been going on around me.”

The tears were now coming freely down her cheeks as she buried her face into his neck finding her special place and inhaling his familiar scent. He held her for a long time just whispering words of love over and over into her ear until she finally calmed and was able to take a step back.

“I’m sorry, Iz.” he said as he brushed the tears from her cheeks, “I had no idea that it would get this bad. I thought I could handle all of this extra work and be with you at the same time. I should have known that I wouldn’t be able to juggle everything.”

Isabel sighed and reached up to run her fingers through the back of his hair, “Just talk to me, Alex. That’s all I ask. You have no idea what sort of things I was imagining.”

He gave a slight frown, “Like what?”

She chuckled, “Well... I thought maybe you were having an affair.”

“WHAT?!” he stepped back looking slightly wounded, “How could you think that of me, Isabel? You know that I would never do that. I love you too much to ever even think of another woman.”

Isabel felt the smile split her face as she reached out and pulled him back toward him, “You better.”

Alex returned her smile and wrapped his own arms around her, tilting his head so that he was only inches from her mouth, “I can barely handle you...I don’t think I could deal with another woman.”

She laughed but the sound was silenced by his kiss as he tried to show her, without words, how much she meant to him. Isabel let out a moan of pleasure as his tongue swept between her lips and the passion that had been suppressed for way to long emerged from it hibernation and over took them.

Alex pushed her jacket from her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. His hands caressed her bottom and groaned, and she smiled beneath his lips at the fact that he had finally realized she was wearing her leathers. Isabel soon felt his fingers begin fumbling for the buttons on her shirt before he pulled back to look down at the intricate fastening with a frown.

“Is this new?” he motioned to the green top that she had chose to wear that evening.

She shook her head as she leaned forward needing to trail a line of kisses along his jaw, “No, I’ve had it for years.”

Alex sighed, “Good.” and with a twist of his hand the buttons popped open and she was standing there with a torn shirt, “Green is not your color.”

Isabel laughed aloud and had to agree with him. If tonight was anything to go by...green was definitely not her color. She now was sure that their love was true and that she would never have to see green again.

Her mind then became a complete blank once Alex dragged her to the floor and they finally ended their self imposed celibacy.

TBC... Part 3 - White

Kara

[KaraGail]

A/N Here is the MATURE part of the story. This is my first time posting a mature part so please let me know how I did.. If it is as badly as I fear I will do every one a favor and never attempt it again

As always thanks for the positive feedback


Disclaimer: The poem used in this part is called "Marriage" aka "The Journey" by Maura Penders. I do not own it but loved it the first time I heard it on Days of Our Lives.

I'm looking for something in white
Something that shimmers in soft candlelight
Everyone calls us the most perfect pair
Should I wear a veil or a rose in my hair
Well, the train must be long and the waist must be tight
I'm looking for something in white


Part 3 - White

The color meant pure and innocent.

Isabel had to laugh out loud at the thought. She was neither innocent or pure, but she would be damned if she wasn’t going to wear it on her wedding day.

When she had made that comment to Alex, months ago, he had also laughed and then proceeded to demonstrate how innocent and pure she wasn’t. Even now, she blushed at the memory of all they had done that night.

Isabel smiled at the thought of him. He had been so great through out her manic obsessive days of their engagement and had even helped her a time or two when she was at her wits end.

Alex had been the perfect boyfriend, most thoughtful boyfriend and now....

She glanced in the full length mirror at the wedding dress that lovingly hugged all of her curves and cupped her in all the right places.

Now he would be the best husband.

Isabel could still see the way Alex’s eyes had lit up when she started down the aisle toward him. That moment had made the intense search for the perfect dress in every magazine and bridal shop worth the effort. She had him completely awed.

He wasn’t the only one who was in awe. The black tux that he wore had made her mouth water and go dry at the same time. He had done everything per her instructions and the affect had made her dizzy as they stood there.

Their “I do’s” had been said with such love and adoration that there couldn’t have been a dry eye in the church as they pledged their love to each other. Tears were glistening, also, in both of their eyes as the preacher pronounced them husband and wife and before he could even say “You may now kiss your bride,” Isabel had already pulled Alex to her in a kiss that left everyone in the room sighing.

Seeing a movement in the mirror, Isabel turned to find the object of her thoughts walking toward her still in his tux and with a smile that stopped her heart as he carried two glasses of champagne.

God he was sexy and he was all hers

“Hello wife.” he smiled as he leaned forward to brush a kiss gently across her lips, “I brought us some champagne since neither one of us got a chance to enjoy it at the reception.”

She accepted her glass as she remembered how they had barely been able to sit, rest, eat or drink during their reception. Someone at all times had been bending their ear and congratulating them. All Isabel had wanted to do all evening was to start her honeymoon with her husband.

“It was nice to see every one though.” she sipped on her glass as she looked into his green eyes. Would she ever get tired of looking into them?

He reached over and brushed his fingers across her cheek, “You took my breath away today when you walked into the church.”

Isabel smiled and reached up to grab his hand. She brought it to her lips and pressed a kiss to his palm, “Yeah...well you took my breath away with that poem.”

Alex gave her a smug smile, “You liked that?”

“Oh yeah.” she sighed with happiness remembering how her heart had raced, “Tell it to me again.”

He nodded and took her glass from her hand to set it on the bedside table before wrapping his arms around her waist. They had gotten a suite at the local fancy hotel to stay at for their wedding night. Tomorrow they would be on a flight to Hawaii where they would spend the next two weeks just enjoying each other.

Alex cleared his throat as he looked down into her eyes before starting to recite the poem that had made the tears pool in them only hours before:

“Now we will feel no rain
For each of us will be shelter to each other
And now we will feel no cold
For each of us will be warmth to each other.
Now there is no loneliness
We are two bodies, but there is one life before us
and one home.
When evening falls, I’ll look for you
and there you will be.
And I’ll take your hand and you’ll take mine
And we’ll turn together and we’ll look to the road we
traveled to reach this – The hour of our happiness
It stretched far behind us, and our future lies ahead
A long and winding road where every turning means new discovery
All the hopes, new laughter, shared tears,
The adventure has just begun.”

Isabel sniffed back her tears telling herself she would not cry this time no matter how beautiful it was. So instead she buried her face into his neck, one of her favorite places, and held him tightly.

Finally she slipped from his arms and turned her back to him pushing the long veil over her shoulder, “Could you unfasten the buttons on this dress for me?”

Alex returned her smile and rubbed his hands together with obvious glee, “It’s a tough job but someone has to do it.”

The buttons and hooks were small but he was able to complete his task in seconds. Isabel turned back around, nipped his bottom lip with her teeth and began to walk away.

“Wait Where are you going?” Alex asked standing their confused.

“I thought I would go slip into one of those pieces of lingerie that I got at my shower.” she grinned as she grabbed a small suitcase before making her way to the bathroom, “I’ll be right back.”

Isabel was true to her word, when only a few minutes later she stepped back into the room wearing a white lace see through baby doll with matching g-string panties. She could tell that she had shocked him once again today as he stood there speechless.

“Do you like?” she asked with a husky voice becoming aroused at his look.

Alex could only nod as he continued to stare and she couldn’t help but chuckle. Deciding to take pity on him she sauntered over to him and pushed his jacket off his shoulders so that it fell to the floor in a puddle at their feet.

“I love you, Alex” she whispered looking into his desire filled eyes and knowing hers reflected the same.

“I love you, too, Isabel.”

She pulled on the end of his bow tie, letting it fall to the floor before reaching up to undo the top buttons of his white dress shirt. Undressing Alex had always been one of her favorite things to do. She just loved revealing his skin to her eyes inch by inch until he was bare and unable to hide from her.

“Isabel” he whispered her name on a sigh as his hands caressed her back and then down over the curves of her behind, cupping her and pulling her against him so that she would be able to feel his evident desire.

She finally got all of the buttons and cufflinks taken care of and now the shirt followed the bow tie and the jacket. Isabel couldn’t help but admire his chest as her hands slipped up to caress his smooth skin.

Her fingers brushed across his hardened nipples and she heard a low moan escape from his lips. She did it again and was not at all surprised to hear the sound. Alex was very sensitive. Almost as sensitive as she was.
Isabel leaned forward and let her tongue caress one of his nipples before gently nipping it with her teeth. Hearing his murmurs of approval she moved across his chest to lavish the same attention to the other side.

Several minutes later she finally lifted her head and placed her lips over his wanting to touch him even more intimately. Her hands ran across his stomach searching for the buckle of his pants and smiling against his lips when the zipper was released.

The back of her knuckles brushed against his straining erection causing his fingers to flex from where they were still cupping the curve of her behind. Their kisses became more frantic, breaths panted and hearts raced as their arousal was turned up a notch.

Isabel, with a gentle push at his waist, guided him over to the bed and then to sit on the edge. He looked up at her as she stood there his chest flushed with arousal and his eyes questioning her motions. She just smiled at him and slowly knelt down between his knees running her hands down his thighs giving a light caress to his legs until they reached his shoes.

Alex’s eyes watched her as she untied the right shoe and then slipped it from his foot along with the sock. She did the same to the other foot giving both a loving caress before her hands slipped into the leg of his pants to his calves. His eyes drifted shut and she could tell that he was enjoying the special attention that she was giving him.

Finally he opened his eyes and smiled. “Whose making love to whom?”

She raised up and captured his lips again in a wet kiss before pulling back to breath, “I am going to make love to my husband. Do you have a problem with that?”

The color of his eyes turned a darker green at her words and his voice became even more aroused, “No.... I definitely don’t have a problem with that.”

Isabel smiled predatorily at him, “Good.”

Her hands traced a path back up his legs and between his thighs only stopping to caress the bulge that was covered by his pants. She tugged down the waist band and with a little help from Alex was able to slip the material from his legs to land somewhere forgotten.

Isabel really didn’t care. Her attention was now focused on the white briefs that were shielding her view from her prize. Gently she peeled back the tight shorts releasing him to her gaze and hands as she grasped him knowing just how he liked to be touched.

Alex groaned in response, his eyes searching hers and she knew he was trying to ask her for more but was unable to voice his desires right then. His breathing hitched when she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the tip and then along the shaft, while stroking as much of him that she could get her hand around.

He said her name again with a ragged breath as she closed her lips around him and sucked gently while using her tongue to swirl around his shaft. Isabel set up a rythmn that was comfortable for her but pleasurable for him and felt his hands slip into her hair pulling her back.

She glanced up at him in confusion wondering why he wanted her to stop. She knew he loved it when she did this for him and she had to admit that it did something to her to be able to take care of him like this.

“What’s wrong?”

He shook his head quickly and pulled her up to him, “Nothing...That was incredible.” he leaned down and pressed his head to hers still panting from the experience, “I just want you so badly that I don’t think I can last that long tonight.”

Isabel understood what he meant. The whole day had been culminating up to this moment where it was just about them and their love for one another celebrated with the act that would bond their souls together for life.

‘Okay that was a corny thought’ Isabel gave an internal chuckle, ‘I just wanted to make love to Alex all day today and now I get to. Yeah, that sounds right.’

Her thoughts were silenced when she felt Alex cup his hands over her lace covered breast while his lips trailed a path down her throat and along her collarbone. She sighed at the caresses and then gasped as he pinched her harden nipple between his thumb and forefinger causing a flood of desire to rush to the center of her body.

“Oh God, Alex” she moaned as his lips replaced his fingers and she was running her hands through his hair pulling him closer.

The baby doll lingerie set was quickly removed a few seconds later and Isabel found herself lying on the bed with Alex hovering over looking down in to her eyes. His fingers found her entrance and she knew he felt her slick and ready to his touch.

Alex’s lips found hers once more and as their tongues and teeth fought for dominance, he settled fully into the vee of her legs pressing her down into the bed. She slipped her hands around his slim waist and pressed on the small of his back urging him closer.

Taking her hint, he entered her slowly stretching her with his penetration. They tried to take it slow and easy, starting off with a pace that allowed caresses from hands and mouths as they moved together but passions soon over took them.

Isabel gasped his name as she felt her climax building and she bit his shoulder trying to hold in the scream that was threatening to over take her. Her internal muscles caressed him and soon he was crashing over the wall with her, emptying into her as they panted and moaned in the after shocks of their passions.

As their breathing returned, Isabel felt Alex’s eyes on her and she opened hers to find him smiling down at her with adoration shining in those beautiful green orbs, “I love you, Isabel Whitman.”

She smiled widely loving hearing that name from his lips as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his whispering “I love you, too, Alex Whitman.”


TBC... Part 4 - Blue

Kara

[KaraGail]

A/N: **News Flash** I have never had a child and so this part was a little hard for me to write. I did some on-line researching as well as asked some of my friends about their experiences so I hope I have at least gotten something right

As always... Thanks for all of the support and feeedback. That was my first mature post so I was glad for all the encouragement. I hoep you feel the same on this part


I'm looking for something in blue
Something real tiny, the baby's brand new
He has his father's nose and his chin
We once were hot lovers-Now we're more like friends
Don't tell me that's just what old married folk do
I'm looking for something in blue


Part 4 - Blue


He was beautiful.

Isabel couldn’t take her eyes off of him as he slept peacefully and deeply. She often found herself keeping a vigil over him most nights just to listen to his slow and even breathing. During those quiet moments she thanked God for bringing him in to her life.

Andrew Jack Whitman.

He was definitely his father’s son. From his thick dark hair, to his eyes, nose and chin. He was a Whitman through and through and no would could claim that he wasn’t. The only thing he got from his mother was his ears, which she also said a prayer of thanks for.

The thought made her smile as she leaned over the crib and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead inhaling his powder fresh scent that always clung to babies. At 2 months old, Jack was already growing so fast that Isabel felt that if she blinked he would already be in high school.

How had she gotten so lucky? In less than 3 years she had become the wife of a loving man and now the mother of a beautiful baby boy. Someone was definitely looking out for her because she had never been so happy in her entire life.

Well...almost happy. Isabel would be happier if she and Alex were still intimate but it had been almost 4 months since they last made love and she was feeling neglected.

Was he no longer attracted to her?

Alex had always made Isabel feel loved by his words and touch, but lately he had been avoiding the latter. There had been times when she had snuggled up to him on the couch or in bed and she could feel the definite change in his mannerism toward her. Instead of their normal sleep position of him cuddled up behind her and his arms wrapped around her, Alex was now sleeping with his back toward her.

Isabel sighed as she looked around the room that they had spent most of her pregnancy fixing up. Toys, outfits and other baby items were placed sporadically around and she was reminded of her baby shower and the conversation she had with a work friend.

“Well Isabel...I hope that you know that once this baby is born you and Alex will never have a moments peace again.” Lori chuckled, “Forget about sex because soon you will either be too tired or even have the time.”

Isabel shook her head in disbelief, “No. That won’t happen to Alex and me.”

“Yeah right. I thought the same with my husband.” Lori sighed, “I can’t remember the last time we made love.”

Isabel glanced back down at Jack wondering if she had lost the man that she loved with the creation of this beautiful baby. Was Lori right and intimacy took a back seat to their child?

“Is he finally asleep?”

She was startled from her thoughts and she turned toward the door to find her husband craning his head to see around her and into the crib.

“Yeah. He nodded off about 10 minutes ago.” she returned her gaze back to her sleeping son, “He takes after his father. Once he gets a belly full, he is out like a light.”

Alex chuckled at her comment and walked over to stand beside her. They stood there quietly for a few minutes just watching Jack and enjoying the silence that a sleeping baby gave them.

“He’s perfect, Iz.” Alex whispered and she looked over at him to see his eyes filled with tears, “A part of me and a part of you.”

She smiled as her heart skipped at his awed voice, “I know.”

He turned his gaze on her and gave her the smile that had to have been made just for her, “Thank you.”

Her smile disappeared and she wondered why he had thanked her? Was he thanking her for a job well done and now it was over?

“Thank you?” she asked incredulously her voice raising slightly in anger.

Alex’s own smile slipped from his face and he took on a look of confusion, “What’s wrong?”

Isabel decided that enough was enough and they would just have to have it out tonight. There was no way she would go on like this. She had promised herself over three years ago that she would not let any problems sit and fester but to talk it over with Alex before she went off the handle.

“What’s going on, Alex?” she questioned wrapping her arms around her waist in a defensive posture while eyeing her husband.

“What do you mean?” he glanced around the room as if looking for answers to his wife’s sudden mood change.

“Do you think I need to lose more weight?” Isabel asked with a raised eyebrow, “I know I am not exactly the same weight as I was a year ago.”

Although, she was proud that she was only one size away from that goal. During her pregnancy, she had only gained the required weight and was now quickly shedding the pounds with healthy eating and exercise.

Alex glanced down her body, “Do you want to lose more weight?”

Isabel hated when he answered a question with a question, “I am asking you. Do you think I need to lose more weight?”

He ran a hand through his dark hair then glanced over at the open doorway as if to measure the distance. Finally, he shook his head and looked back at her, “I think you look beautiful no matter your size, Isabel. But if you really need a yes or no answer then I would have to say no. I don’t think you need to lose more weight. You’re perfect.”

Isabel could see the honesty in his eyes but was still confused over his recent withdrawal. She ran down the list of her other faults but couldn’t find one that would keep him away from her.

‘Then why?” tears began to form in her eyes.

“Why what?”

At that moment Jack made a sound of displeasure and both of their eyes settled on him hoping that he hadn’t woken up. They had already spent many sleepless nights feeding, changing diapers and rocking him. When he settled back down Alex motioned for Isabel to leave the room with him so they wouldn’t disturb the baby anymore with their conversation.

Once they arrived in their bedroom he turned toward her, “Okay, what’s going on, Isabel? You have never been insecure about your weight or your looks before and you know that I don’t care about those things.” he moved closer, “I love you. All of you.”

Isabel let out a long sigh and leaned forward to place her forehead on his chest. She didn’t think she could look at him until she heard the answer to her next question.

“Then why haven’t we made love?” she whispered.

“What?” his voice was full of shock.

“We haven’t made love in months, Alex.”

He took a deep breath and she could feel his arms come around her as he pressed a kiss to the top of her bent head, “Isabel, you don’t know how badly I have wanted to but you just had a baby not too long ago.”

She finally raised her eyes to his, “The doctor gave his okay at the 6 week post-natal check up, Alex.”

He nodded, “I know what the doctor said but I have been doing some on-line reading, honey. Everything advised me to give you time to recover emotionally and physically. I didn’t want to pressure you into something you didn’t want to do.”

Isabel reached up and slid a hand to the back of his neck, “I know we couldn’t have sex for a while but what about you just holding me? I have missed that so much, Alex.”

Alex chuckled and pulled her to him in a tight hug, “Do you think I could have held you without you feeling how much I desired you?”

She knew he was telling the truth for at that moment his arousal was pressed against her stomach and Isabel couldn’t stop the moan that escaped from between her lips. She had missed this so much that just the hint of his passion for her caused her own to soar.

“Did you really think I would ever not want to make love to you, Isabel?” he whispered against her ear, “I think the fact that you are the mother of my child makes you even more desirable to me.”

Isabel sighed her pleasure as she felt his lips press against her jaw line and then right below her ear. “Alex, I need you to make love to me.”
“Are you sure, Isabel? I don’t want to hurt you.” His eyes flashed with worry as he lifted his head to look at her.

Isabel slid her hands down his back giving it a gentle rub, “Let’s just take it slow and easy.”

When his lips found hers, Isabel knew that he had given in and she gave a silent plea that Jack would continue to sleep. She really needed to be with Alex and she didn’t want anyone or anything disrupting them.

Alex broke their kiss to focus on the row of buttons on the blouse she was wearing. Isabel had begun to wear them for easy access when breast-feeding Jack, but right now she was frustrated that it was taking too long for her husband to remove the garment.

Finally he brushed back the shirt from her shoulders and down her arms. Alex stroked his hand across her shoulders to the straps of her bra ,causing Isabel to shiver as he dipped his head to brush his lips against the hollow of her throat.

Could he feel the way her pulse raced at his touch?

His palms slipped over her lace covered breast and another groan emitted from her at the intimate contact. Since the birth, Isabel’s breast had been even more sensitive to the touch, but because Alex was the one touching her she felt like a live wire.

He expertly flicked the clasp of her bra and slipped the straps down her arms. His green eyes were transfixed on her exposed breast and she wondered if he noticed that they had also increased in size.
Was he pleased with what he saw?

All thoughts soon left her brain as his fingers rubbed gently across her nipples causing them to pebble at his touch. This time she caught her bottom lip with her teeth to prevent the sound of pleasure from slipping out.

“That feels incredible.” Isabel gasped as their eyes connected.

Alex smiled at her knowingly, “If that feels incredible, then what does this feel like?” he questioned just before he lowered his mouth to her breast.

“Oh ” Isabel sighed as her eyes fluttered shut at the sensations that were racing through her body. All she could do was tighten her fingers in his hair and hold him closer never wanting the moment to end but knowing that he could do so much more.

“More.” She whispered the demand and he quickly snapped open her jeans, pushed them down her long legs and fell to his knees in front of her.

His lips automatically began to press gentle kisses along the swell of her stomach causing little flutters inside her body. Isabel gazed down at him, watching as he made love to her belly button with his tongue, and wanted him to continue his caresses but just a little bit lower.

She gave a gentle nudge on his head and then a gasp as his roving fingers ran up her legs and then underneath the edge of her panties. Alex cupped her behind for a moment giving it a light squeeze before removing the flimsy material.

Even before Isabel could step out of them, his fingers and breath brushed across her soft curls and she let out another sigh. Her legs began to shake and for a moment she thought that she wouldn’t be able to stay upright, until she felt his hands grip her hips to steady her.

Alex parted her folds with his tongue and gentle suckled causing her to writhe above him and grip his shoulders tightly. He gave special attention to her nub making sure she was slick, wet and on the edge of a climax that would help ready her for their love making.

Isabel’s breath grew labored and she found herself begging for the release that her body now sought. He flicked his tongue over and over against her and she moaned his name, shaking with the power of the climax that soon over took her.

Rising from his position, Alex pulled her tightly into his arms and pressed his lips back to hers taking her breath away with his obvious desire.

“I love you, Isabel” he whispered as he caressed her back and held her.

“I love you, too.” She smiled a satisfied smile up at him all but purring in contentment, “How about we get you undressed so I can return the favor?”

He grinned as they began to hurriedly remove his shirt, pants and boxer shorts. Then before either one knew it they were tumbling on to the bed in a tangle of limbs as their mouths once again fused together passionately.

Isabel lightly scratched his behind and heard his growl in response. She was so ready for him that if he didn’t make love to her soon she would have to scream in frustration.

“Now Alex.” she demanded against his ear as her teeth nipped at the skin of his lobe.

He pulled back to gaze down at her with eyes so filled with passion but at the same time something was still holding him back from doing what they both wanted, “What about birth control, Iz? I read that while you are breast-feeding you can’t take your birth control. You could easily get pregnant again and no matter how much I want another baby I think we should hold off a little while longer.”

Isabel couldn’t help but smile at her thoughtful husband and at the same time she reached over to the drawer of the night stand. “I got us a supply of condoms right after the last doctor visit.”

Alex laughed out loud as he grabbed a condom packet and as she watched he quickly rolled it on his throbbing member. Unable to help herself, Isabel reached out to caress his manhood and grin wickedly when he groaned out his pleasure from her touch.

Not wanting to wait another minute longer Alex placed himself at her entrance and, still being careful of her, slid in slow and easy. Once he was sheathed inside of her, both took a moment to once again get use to the feeling of completeness that overcame them.

“Oh, Isabel. You’re so tight.” Alex groaned in surprise.

She grinned up at him and contracted her inner muscles around him causing another groan to escape him, “I have been doing kegel exercises. It seems to be working.”

“I’ll say.” he moaned before his lips dropped back to hers and his hips snapped forward to completely fill her.

Slowly, they began a rhythm and as their pace increased he withdrew and entered her over and over again. Isabel’s hands gripped his muscled shoulders meeting his thrust with her own as the climax began to build within her. Alex’s mouth covered hers muffling her cries as the wave over took her and he crashed over the edge right along with her.

Once they had come back to earth, Alex looked down at her with a grin, “WOW ”

Isabel nodded her head as she returned her husbands grin, “Double WOW ”

He rolled on to his side dragging her with him as they cuddled together enjoying the intimacy that they had both missed.

“Isabel?” Alex whispered as his fingers traced patterns on her back, “I just want you to know that you will never have to worry about me not wanting you. I can’t remember a time when you haven’t been on my mind or in my heart.”

She leaned back to see his face, “I feel the same.”

He lifted a finger to press against her lips in silence, “I know we are going to have some good and bad times but I will make you this promise. I will always be standing beside you through it all.”

Isabel felt the tears in her eyes and she leaned over to press her lips to his. They were about to deepen the kiss when the sound of Jack crying floated through the open door and both pulled back to look at the other with a smile.

“I’ll get him.” she whispered as she slipped from under the covers and grabbed his shirt from the floor. Leaning over him she pressed a quick kiss to his lips before she went to calm down their interrupter.

This was how their life would be now and Isabel decided that she wouldn’t have it any other way.


TBC... Part 5 - Red

[KaraGail]

A/N Well this is it..the last installment to this fic I am kind of sad that it's over but also relieved (since I had writers block for this part). I want to thank everyone who has been patient and reading this and leaving feedback..I especially want to thank my league team members who have encouraged and helped me more than they know



I'm looking for something in red
Like the one that wore when I first turned his head
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
Just a size larger than I wore last year
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead

I'm looking for something
I've gotta have something
I'm looking for something in red

Part 5 - Red (Epilogue)


Isabel hesitantly opened the door, afraid of what she would find on the other side. Her eyes automatically searched out the face that was as familiar as her own. She had caressed every curve and line with her eyes and fingers that she was sure she could pick him out blindfolded.

In the last 13 years of her life, Alex had become so much to her that there wasn’t a memory that he was not a part of. He was her lover, friend as well as husband and she couldn’t imagine the next 60 years without him.

Tears stung her eyes as she recalled how she had spent most of the day getting ready for their 10th wedding anniversary. Isabel had dropped their children, Jack and Emily, off at her parents house and then went to the spa for a day of pampering and relaxation, compliments of her husband.

Her hair was styled, make up applied perfectly and she had even bought a special red dress to commemorate the occasion. All she had to do was wait for her husband to come home from work so that they could go out for their night on the town that he had promised her.

But then he was late. So late that she had begun to pace their living room in annoyance that he could have gotten tied up at work on tonight of all nights. She had called his cell phone repeatedly trying to find out where he was and when he would be home.

When the phone was finally answered she didn’t recognize the voice which caused her to question if she had dialed the right number. Her heart began to hammer in her chest when the stranger asked her who she was calling.

“My husband.”

“His name?”

“Alex Whitman. What’s going on? Where’s my husband and who are you?” she questioned with a rising voice.

“Calm down ma’am.”the disembodied voice said over the line, “Your husband was in an accident...”

That’s all Isabel could remember of the conversation as the tears broke free and all she could do was gasp with fear. Finally she had been able to pull herself together enough to race out the door with the urgency to get to the hospital, where her husband was being admitted, as quickly as possible.

Now, after fighting all the nurses and doctors for almost an hour, she had finally been allowed to see him. She had tried to prepare herself for the worst after being informed of his current state; but nothing prepared her to see Alex looking so helpless in the small bed attached to all the machines that surrounded him.

The tears streamed down her cheeks as she stood over his prone form wondering how this could have happened. All she knew was that he had been hit by another driver on the way home leaving him with a broken arm, ribs and currently deep in a coma.

“Oh, honey” she whispered softly as she wrapped her fingers around his good hand needing to let him know that she was there with him.

Isabel stood there just listening to the heart monitor letting her know that her husband was still alive. She needed to hear that reassuring sound that it was providing for her.

Slowly she sat down in the chair beside his bed not breaking contact with him as her other hand reached up to brush his hair off his forehead. For the first time she noticed the bruises and scratches that marred the features that she loved.

Isabel didn’t hear the door open until the nurse appeared on the other side of Alex checking the readings on the monitors, “Is he going to be alright?”

The other woman looked up at her and gave her a reassuring smile,”Let’s just say that I have seen worse cases than your husbands, Mrs. Whitman. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wakes up soon, especially once he realizes you are here.”

“What should I do?” Isabel asked helplessly needing some kind of guidance.

“Talk to him.” the nurse motioned toward him, “Just talk to him.”

Isabel sat there long after the nurse left wondering what to say to him and where to start. There was just so much that she wanted to talk to him about, especially her desire for him to open his beautiful green eyes.

“I never expected to be spending our 10 year anniversary in a hospital worrying over my husband.” she started, “ But I wouldn’t trade any of those years for anything in the world, Alex.”

“Do you remember that night at the charity party when I showed up in that red dress? I was so nervous, Alex.” she smiled at the long ago memory, “I knew that I wanted you and I was going to do anything possible to get you, even seduce you with a dress. Then what happens? You turn it around and seduce me with your words.”

Isabel sighed and leaned over to brush her lips across his knuckles, “I am still amazed that we finally got together and now have 2 beautiful children.” she focused on that, “Remember the night that Jack was born? In fact, it was in this very hospital that both of our babies were born. I can still see that silly grin on your face as the doctor put him in your arms for the first time and I could tell that you had fallen instantly in love with our little boy. Then four years later the same thing happened when you met your little princess.”

“They both need their daddy, Alex. And I need my husband.” she choked out, her hand tightening around his. “There is so much that we still have to do together. There’s the trip to Europe that we have talked about as well as all the other things that we have promised to do over the years. So you need to wake up so we can get started.”

Isabel sat there starring at his closed eyelids waiting for them to open and feeling disappointed when they did not. She wanted some type of reaction from him. Something that told her that he was aware and listening to her.

“Come on, Alex.” she bent toward his ear “I know that you can do this. You are strong enough to beat whatever is keeping you away from me and if you need my strength as well, I am here.”

“I need you, Alex.” fresh tears began to fill her eyes and she shut them to try to stop the flow, “I don’t think I could make it without you.”

“Yes you could.”

Isabel’s eyes flew open to find her husband’s half opened ones as he looked over at her, “Alex!”
She cried out in joy and seeing him finally awake even though he had only been in the coma for a few hours.

She stood from the seat and leaned down to press her lips to his while tears of happiness slipped down her cheeks to wet his own. Over and over she kept repeating words of love to him as her lips gently caressed every inch of his face that she could reach.

“Where?” he said with a raspy voice.

“Don’t speak, honey. You were in a car accident and were brought here to the hospital.” she stroked his forehead as she pulled back to look down at him.

“Anniversary?” he looked up at her with worry in his eyes.

Isabel chuckled, “I think we are going to have to cancel our reservations.”

She watched as his eyes slid down and notice what she was wearing. His pain filled eyes seemed to light up and a small smile slipped across his lips as he whispered, “You look beautiful. Have I ever told you that I love you in red?”

Isabel’s heart swelled with love for this man, “I think you have mentioned it once or twice over the years.”

“Bares repeating.”

“I should get a doctor or nurse in here.” she didn’t want to leave him for anything so she stood there a moment longer, “You scared me, Alex.”

He gave a small nod as he looked up at her, “I’m sorry.”

Isabel leaned over him and pressed her lips against his again, “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t made it.”

Alex sighed and lifted his good hand up to caress her tear streaked cheek, “I don’t plan to leave you any time soon, Isabel. But if I do, I have faith that you will go on and live a full life without me.”

“No” Isabel said adamantly, “My life wouldn’t be a life without you.”

He smiled and nodded, “I would always be there, Isabel. Maybe not beside you but I am a part of you. Just as you are a part of me.”

She reached up and place her hand over her heart, “You are always here.”

“See?” he smiled. “I’m never going anywhere.”

This time Alex took her hand and gave it a squeeze and a grin as she smiled down at him, “Now that’s settled, let’s discuss how you like to use red dresses to seduce me.”

Isabel laughed aloud and for the first time in hours she began to relax as she realized that her husband was alright and she had another chance with him. She was going to spend her time with Alex to the fullest and enjoy the time they had left together and never take it for granted again.

The End


Kara