herself.
She rolled over, opened her eyes, and pushed herself up. She wore a t-shirt, more out of habit than necessity she told Andre the first time she suggested that they indulge in a little 'chatting' when he was in the neighborhood. Andre thought colleagues-with-benefits was not a bad idea; benefits with Nell were special, indeed. Of all the women he had ever met, it was Nell he admired most. She was older than he but that was part of her charm. She was funny, not frivolous; she was thoughtful never overbearing; she could fix a plane or please a man; she knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to ask for it. He would trust her with his back out in the wild, and he treasured her affection within these walls.
The only annoyance between them was the way they looked. Nell was far too aware of her age and far too clueless about her true beauty. He had never really seen what all the fuss was about. His face and his body were what they were. It wasn't like he'd done anything to earn them so he couldn't take credit. For her part, Nell just wanted to make sure he had an out – which he never seemed to want. She loved Andre Guillard because he was simply Andre, and she assumed he must love her a little just because she was plain old Nell.
"Morning." Nell touched him lightly, somewhere between his last rib and his hip. He put his hand on her head and mused her hair.
"I didn't mean to wake you," he said.
"What time are you taking off?"
"An hour. Maybe two."
"I'll get you some breakfast." Nell pushed off her side of the sheets, swinging around to kiss him and then back the other way so she could get out of bed. She said: "You are welcome."
Andre laughed as she took her robe and left the room. He showered but his mind was still unsettled. He had been restless in the night, and he still was when he sat down to bacon, eggs, and toast.
"You shouldn't have used 'em up on me, Nell," Andre said even though the scrambled eggs were just what he needed.
"Next time you're out bring me some or you'll be on the powdered stuff."
"I'm not picky," Andre answered.
"I could take that the wrong way, my friend," Nell said.
"Don't." He closed his eyes as the first forkful went into his mouth and gave her a 'yum'. She laughed, which pleased Andre to no end.
"By the way, thanks for the nuts. I found them after you left. Didn't save you even one." She got up and poured herself a fresh cup of coffee, leaned her hip on the counter, and looked out the window. "It's a good thing I got you out when I did. It's going to be brutal in a while. I can't remember the last time we had weather like this so early."
"HazMat won't be able to get that stuff any time soon, then." Andre glanced toward the window.
"No one else will be able to either, so at least you don't have to worry about it." Nell turned away and mumbled into her coffee. "I'm going to be grounded all week. If you don't get your rear in gear, you're going to be stuck here with me."
"There are worse places to be snowed in." Andre picked up his plate and put it in the sink. He filled his cup. "Unfortunately, my team could get me home no matter what, much as I wouldn't mind telling the boss I was stuck."
"You're a sweet talker, Andre. You should think about writing poetry," she chuckled.
Andre set his cup aside, took her around the waist and pulled her close. Nell held her cup high, and he flashed her a bright white smile.
"Roses are red, violets are blue, if I'm stuck in the snow, it better be with you."
Andre nuzzled her neck and Nell's throaty laugh dissolved into giggles as his beard tickled her skin. For a guy who didn't care much for people, he sure had a way with them. She threw her arm around his neck, pulled back, and grinned.
"It's a good thing we've got you tucked away out here. Unleashing your charm on the rest of the world would cause riots."
Andre let her go, took his coffee, and sat down at the table again. "I'd be in the loony bin if I still lived out there."
"Are you all
She rolled over, opened her eyes, and pushed herself up. She wore a t-shirt, more out of habit than necessity she told Andre the first time she suggested that they indulge in a little 'chatting' when he was in the neighborhood. Andre thought colleagues-with-benefits was not a bad idea; benefits with Nell were special, indeed. Of all the women he had ever met, it was Nell he admired most. She was older than he but that was part of her charm. She was funny, not frivolous; she was thoughtful never overbearing; she could fix a plane or please a man; she knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to ask for it. He would trust her with his back out in the wild, and he treasured her affection within these walls.
The only annoyance between them was the way they looked. Nell was far too aware of her age and far too clueless about her true beauty. He had never really seen what all the fuss was about. His face and his body were what they were. It wasn't like he'd done anything to earn them so he couldn't take credit. For her part, Nell just wanted to make sure he had an out – which he never seemed to want. She loved Andre Guillard because he was simply Andre, and she assumed he must love her a little just because she was plain old Nell.
"Morning." Nell touched him lightly, somewhere between his last rib and his hip. He put his hand on her head and mused her hair.
"I didn't mean to wake you," he said.
"What time are you taking off?"
"An hour. Maybe two."
"I'll get you some breakfast." Nell pushed off her side of the sheets, swinging around to kiss him and then back the other way so she could get out of bed. She said: "You are welcome."
Andre laughed as she took her robe and left the room. He showered but his mind was still unsettled. He had been restless in the night, and he still was when he sat down to bacon, eggs, and toast.
"You shouldn't have used 'em up on me, Nell," Andre said even though the scrambled eggs were just what he needed.
"Next time you're out bring me some or you'll be on the powdered stuff."
"I'm not picky," Andre answered.
"I could take that the wrong way, my friend," Nell said.
"Don't." He closed his eyes as the first forkful went into his mouth and gave her a 'yum'. She laughed, which pleased Andre to no end.
"By the way, thanks for the nuts. I found them after you left. Didn't save you even one." She got up and poured herself a fresh cup of coffee, leaned her hip on the counter, and looked out the window. "It's a good thing I got you out when I did. It's going to be brutal in a while. I can't remember the last time we had weather like this so early."
"HazMat won't be able to get that stuff any time soon, then." Andre glanced toward the window.
"No one else will be able to either, so at least you don't have to worry about it." Nell turned away and mumbled into her coffee. "I'm going to be grounded all week. If you don't get your rear in gear, you're going to be stuck here with me."
"There are worse places to be snowed in." Andre picked up his plate and put it in the sink. He filled his cup. "Unfortunately, my team could get me home no matter what, much as I wouldn't mind telling the boss I was stuck."
"You're a sweet talker, Andre. You should think about writing poetry," she chuckled.
Andre set his cup aside, took her around the waist and pulled her close. Nell held her cup high, and he flashed her a bright white smile.
"Roses are red, violets are blue, if I'm stuck in the snow, it better be with you."
Andre nuzzled her neck and Nell's throaty laugh dissolved into giggles as his beard tickled her skin. For a guy who didn't care much for people, he sure had a way with them. She threw her arm around his neck, pulled back, and grinned.
"It's a good thing we've got you tucked away out here. Unleashing your charm on the rest of the world would cause riots."
Andre let her go, took his coffee, and sat down at the table again. "I'd be in the loony bin if I still lived out there."
"Are you all
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