Brent pulled into the driveway and cut the engine. It was 10:45PM, he was tired and feeling pretty crappy. He put his hands on the steering wheel and leaned his forehead against them. He felt a headache coming on. He hadn't had so much to drink in a long time and it was catching up with him. He hoped Craig felt the same way! A raging hangover was a sure sign of a good time the night before. He had a great time with his brother and was very glad he went to see him. The next thing he knew someone was tapping on the window of the car. He sat up, looked around, couldn't remember where he was until he turned his head to see Andrea smiling at him through the window. He had fallen asleep.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked. He pulled the keys out of the ignition and opened the door. He stumbled out of the car and Andrea caught him. "Brent, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired." He mumbled and put his arms around her. She squeezed him and then led him into the house. Rory greeted them and rubbed Brent's legs. Brent bent down and gave the cat attention. Instantly Rory flopped onto the floor and rolled around. "I missed you." He whispered to Rory. He didn't want Andrea to hear that he'd gone soft for the cat! Andrea went off into the bedroom to discard her scrubs and put on her jammies. She bought a pair of satin pajamas while Brent was gone and was anxious for him to see them. She came out of the bedroom while clipping her hair up and to the back of her head. He watched her round the corner and stood up when he spied those pale blue silky pajamas. He went over and, as she was passing him, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. "Hey," he said touching the fabric. "Where did you get this?" She looked down at it.

"This old thing? Had it for years ..." He made a face. She giggled. "I got it yesterday. Do you like it?" He was running his hands all over her arms, back, and chest. He rubbed his thumb over her nipples which were standing at attention. They hardened further under his touch. He bent down and kissed her hungrily.

"Damn, I do like it. I want to take it off you and jerk off with it." She smacked him. He kissed her again, letting her know how much he missed her. "I want you, baby, let's go to bed." He led her into the bedroom and pushed her onto the bed. He quickly pulled off his clothes and climbed in next to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her to him. He kissed her, eating her lips and sliding his tongue all over them and then inside her mouth. He moaned. He did miss her. He nuzzled her neck, smelled deeply her perfume and then, like he hadn't made love to her in months, bit her and sucked her neck and shoulders. He positioned himself and prepared to enter her when she stopped him. He just looked at her, questioning.

"I want to do it a different way." She said and rolled over onto her side and lifted her leg high for him. He growled and, again, positioned himself. As he entered her, he heard her groan. He groaned himself. He held her leg up while he moved himself in and out. 'Oh, God,' he thought, 'this is excellent.' It felt wild this way, the different position rubbed him in the just the right way and not too long later he came with explosive force. Afterward, they lay together, holding, touching. He heard Andrea sigh heavily.

"What is it?" He asked as he stroked her long, silky hair. A tear slid down her cheek and she wiped it away absently.

"It's nothing. I missed you and, God, you felt good tonight." She said quietly. He squeezed her and kissed the top of her head.

"Then next time don't give me a hard time and just fucking come with me." He growled sarcastically. He expected her to argue and when she responded with "I'll try." he felt a warm, comfortable feeling inside. That night, Brent slept like a baby.

The next day, Andrea went in to work a little earlier. She sat down with Jocelyn and told her she was cutting down her hours. Jocelyn made a face.

"Annie ... " She started and Andrea cut her off by holding up her hand.

"I'm very sorry Jocelyn, but, I'm pregnant and I've got a man with needs." She had to smile at that. Jocelyn just looked at her.

"This rock star has really changed you." Jocelyn said. Andrea nodded. "One of these days you're going to come in here and tell me you're leaving for good." Andrea shook her head.

"That won't happen. I love my job, you know that."

"I know you love you job but it would appear you love your man an awful lot too." Andrea looked down at her hands. She did love Brent. She wanted to be with him 24/7 but knew that they would be fighting and arguing and very sick of each other before long. She HAD to keep her job, for their relationship's sake.

"I love my job, Jocelyn. I highly doubt I will ever leave it. I may go to very part-time but I won't leave." And with that they ended the conversation.

Brent sat home, he played his guitar for a while and then lay down on the couch to watch the TV. He flipped around until he found a show called "Wild Chicago." It was all about crazy things that go on in and out of Chicago. He was watching a show about a place not to far away called Skydive Chicago. There was a female newscaster who frequented the place and was a pro diver. He got excited and called Andrea at the hospital.

"Babe!" He said excitedly. "Guess what I want us to do next weekend?" She sighed. It could only be bad, she thought to herself. She asked him what reluctantly.

"Skydiving! I want us to go skydiving!" She sighed heavily into the phone.

"Umm, no." She said. She could hear him get up off the couch and begin to pace.

"Umm, why?" He asked, mocking her. She looked up at the ceiling.

"Let's start with because I'm pregnant. Let's end with you'll never catch me falling out of a plane on fucking purpose!" He was excited now. He really wanted to do it but wanted her to do it with him.

"Baby, it's perfectly safe. I just saw it on TV." She giggled.

"Brent, darling ..." she accentuated the 'darling.' "Hear me now, really hear me -- you can go ahead and fall out of a plane. I will be very sad that my baby has no father -- but do not, I repeat, do not expect me to fall out of a plane on purpose." He sighed disgustedly. He sat back down on the couch and sulked. 'Damn women!' he thought but didn't say.

"I guess you won't go on a roller coaster with me either then." He said dejectedly.

"Oh, I will go on a roller coaster with you Brent, but fall out of a plane with a balloon strapped to my back? Never! Haven't you ever watched the Bugs Bunny cartoons where the guy pulls the rip cord and the chute doesn't open? And then he pulls the emergency one and that one doesn't open? Well ... there you have it, I will NEVER, EVER fall out of a plane on purpose." Rory strolled in the room and jumped up on Brent's legs and stuck his nose in Brent's face. It tickled and Brent turned away.

"Will you come with me at least?" Brent asked, giving in and stroking Rory. Andrea could hear Rory purring next to the phone. It was cute how Brent was taken with Rory, and Rory - Brent.

"I will come with you so your baby can hear you splat to the ground. Is that Rory I hear?" She asked.

"Yeah, the damn cat won't leave me alone. And are you trying to jinx me?" Andrea giggled.

"No, darling, just trying to change your mind." He rubbed his face in the cat's fur. It was the weirdest thing how cat's didn't smell. Their fur was always so clean. You could never get close to a dog and smell this much clean, unless you just gave him a bath ...

"Well, you aren't. This is something I really, really want to do!"

Andrea finished working and came home. She slipped into the satin pajamas again and Brent slid into bed next to her and rubbed himself all over her.

"Damn, that feels good." He said wrapping his legs around hers and rubbing his groin until his cock stood at attention. "Oh, look at that!" He said rubbing harder. "Another minute or so and I'm gonna come." He whispered. She giggled and pushed at him.

"Stop that, don't you dare waste that massive hard-on humping my leg! I've got something just as soft and silky, right here, inside for you to rub ..." She pulled down her pajama pants. He flipped her over onto her belly and pulled her ass up and entered her from behind. He sighed and leaned close to her. She was right, it was better this way. But, he decided, if he was ever away from her for any length of time he would make her wear those pajamas for an entire day and then take them with him! That night, Andrea waited for sleep to come but thoughts of Brent jumping out of an airplane haunted her. She was a worrier by nature and this was almost too much to bear. She decided she would have to try to talk him out of it. She almost lost him not that long ago ... she would never let that happen again!

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