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[Pre-sim] Traveling to the Asimov

Posted Jan. 22, 2019, 10 p.m. by Lieutenant Gavin Ryan "Coop" Cooper (Chief Helmsman) (Jerome Davis)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Erin Hazen (Science Officer) in [Pre-sim] Traveling to the Asimov

Posted by Lieutenant Gavin Ryan “Coop” Cooper (Chief Helmsman) in [Pre-sim] Traveling to the Asimov

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Erin Hazen (Science Officer) in [Pre-sim] Traveling to the Asimov
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As the shuttle lifted from the pad, Erin felt excited. This was happening… this was really happening! She peered through the small window on the side as Earth became smaller and smaller with their fast growing distance. Wearing her favorite UCLA Bruins sweater and her most comfortable pair of jeans, she clutched tightly in her hands the strap of her duffle bag, currently sitting between her legs under her seat.

It was but a one hour hop from San Francisco to Starbase 1, but to Erin, the adventure of a lifetime had began. A last minute choice had made all the difference.
It had been a year and a half since she had left the Dresden behind. And when she did, the scientific and academic minded Erin Hazen came back to Earth with a completely different view of the universe, of life, and of everything else. Between then and the shuttle trip she was taking, Erin had graduated top of her class with a Biology degree from UCLA, taken extra credit classes within the Starfleet Academy outreach program while doing her regular studies, and she had spent her last month and a half going through Officer Candidate School so that she could meet Starfleet requirements to serve on board a starship. Better yet, her grades and her effort had meant that she was able to do so starting with the rank of Lieutenant Junior Grade.

Molly hadn’t liked it when she had first told her. She had gone on and on about how dangerous it was and how much Erin would be better off if she looked for a job with the Federation Science Council as she had planned to do for quite a while. But Erin was twenty-two — the same age her sister had been when she had gone out in her first assignment aboard the USS Earhart. If Molly had been okay as a Security officer, Erin was certain that she would be okay as a Science officer. Maybe in a few years she would settle… but now, after getting a taste of space aboard the Dresden, Hazen wanted to go back, to delve a little deeper into the blackness of the cosmos and to see what lied beyond the void. Then, she would return back to Earth and work with the Science Council. Or any research lab that would take her… or teach. The options were as endless as the universe itself.

The journey to Starbase 1 was too short in Erin’s opinion. She had barely gotten the time for her excitement to partially subside and for her body to relax on her seat, and they were already docking. Now, the bigger stretch of the journey started – the two stop flight that would ultimately place her at Starbase 243, where she would take one last shuttle ride to her first assignment.

The trip itself was mostly tiresome and boring with small specs of fascination here and there. Sometimes it would be the glimpse of a race she had never seen, other times it would be an exotic artifact that would catch her eye in one of the many shops available at the starbases she stopped at, and in some other occasions, just the prospect of a good meal ahead of her was enough to cut the general tediousness.

Eventually, Erin made her way to Starbase 243. With a last trip to the bathroom and a last snack before boarding, Hazen beelined to the gate she would be leaving from. Sitting down in one of the many available chairs, Erin looked around, taking in the faces of the people surrounding her.

Even through the crowd one of the faces stood out to her. It was a face that she had seen before. She was certain… Blonde hair, bomber jacket… it had to be the same guy, or at least a pilot like him… The only reason he had jumped out at her in the first place on the Dresden, was because she had found him cute. She had spent long nights in the lounge trying to see if he would notice her, but always to no avail. Eventually she had met Alex and things went a different way. An… unexpected way. But a different way nonetheless.

Standing, Erin swung the strap of her duffel bag over her shoulder and walked towards the young man. She had to know if it was him.

“Hey flyboy…” She said with a wink, trying to get his attention. “… is this seat taken?” Erin pointed to the vacant chair next to him. Even if he wasn’t who she thought he was, she would at least have the company of a good looking guy for the next hour or so. That in and of itself, was already a win.

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

The man in the chair began speaking before he even looked up. “It is if ya want it ta’ be.” Came a surprisingly warm, welcoming tone to his response. The passing glance up Erin’s legs, tummy, and chest weren’t… blatant… but weren’t hidden either. As his eyes found her’s, he cracked a half-cocked smile and added. “That is… if that sister of yours ain’t around.”

LT Cooper, Chief Helmsman

The moment his eyes traveled up her body, Erin knew she had him, regardless of whether or not she had seen him before. She almost allowed herself a smile out of one of the corners of her lips. And then, he asked about Molly. Well, that was a first… Erin though, sighing in annoyance. Her face now showing exactly how she felt about the comment. Placing her hands on her hips she said sternly “What does it matter? She’s taken.”

Yep, she had definitely seen his face before.

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

The young man literally laughed out loud. “You’re joking right?! I haven’t and never have had interest in Raven’s girl. I just wanna make sure she’s not gonna like pop out and kill me or something.” His smile turned a bit more flirty as he noted. “In your family, let’s just say I only have eyes for one sister.”

Cooper

Erin raised an eyebrow. It was a gesture that apparently both sisters shared. Sitting down next to the young pilot she asked “Why are you so afraid of her?” quickly shaking her head “You know what, never mind. Enough about my sister.”

The flirty smile that showed in her lips matched the one he had given her. “Only eyes for one sister, huh? That didn’t seem to be the case all the evenings I spent on the Dresden’s lounge trying to get you to notice me.” Erin winked. Her tone had been almost playful but there was something about him that intrigued her. Throughout her life, Hazen had been used to guys falling to her feet with the bat of an eyelash. But him… he had never taken the bait.

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

The young man gave Erin a soft smile. “Hmmm… let me think. It could have been that unlike the covey of guys buying the cute redhead drinks down in 8-Forward, the Helmsman that basically lives on the Bridge was well aware of the fact that our scary ass Intel Chief was said cute redhead’s sister. I had no interest in getting on the bad side of the most dangerous woman on the ship. But please… don’t think I didn’t notice you.” There was the slightest of blush in his cheeks. “Not noticing a beauty like you would be impossible.” His eyes sparkled as he added with a slight chuckle, extending his hand. “Cooper, Gavin Cooper… friends call me Coop.”

Coop

Erin laughed a hearty laugh. “Molly? Scary? Sure!” Shaking his hand, she introduced herself. “Nice to meet you Coop, Erin Hazen. Friends call me Erin. No nickname required.” She shook her head in disbelief. A joyful smile still on her lips. “Remind me to introduce you to my sister the next time we’re together.” Hazen shook her head once again not believing what she had just heard. “Molly is the most righteous person you’ll ever find. Sure, she’s a bit standoff-ish… I’ll give you that… but you would be standoff-ish too if you went through the things she has.” Erin’s smile subsided a little.

There was pain there, more than Gavin felt was appropriate for him to pry into at this time but the reaction was one that was filed away… Another time He thought. Mostly though, his mind and eyes were locked on that beaming smile of hers. He had, admittedly, admired the young woman from afar for most of the entire time she was on the Dresden. He remembered the annoyance he felt toward the bums that bugged her every time she was in the 8-Forward and distinctly remembered the jealously he felt of being in Raven’s place just one of the nights he noticed the Dresden’s CO in civs “enjoying” the company… and legs… of the woman now beside him in one of the Lounge’s darker corners. Looking damn near half your age had it’s advantages!

“Anyway, what brings you to Starbase 243, Coop?” His compliment hadn’t gone unnoticed, but for the most part, Erin was used to them and she took it as some sort of smooth apology on his part. “Why is the Dresden’s handsome helmsman not on the Bridge?” She asked, adding a playful wink to her last words.

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

“Ah hell!” Cooper laughed once more, his heart fluttered just a bit at that wink. “It was time for ORs (OOC: Optional Rotations) and when I heard the Asimov’s Helm Chief might have a chance of working more with the Engineering Team than on some other ships, I jumped at it. I mean, it’ll be the first time I’ll get to put my Masters in Aerospace Engineering to good use.” Coop paused for just a moment and gave a wink of his own as he flashed the USC Engineering School ring on his right hand. “Hopefully a good looking lil’ Bruin won’t hold it against me too much.”

Coop

“Oh, what?” Erin’s tone was purposely exaggerated as she moved his hand away with her open palm, as if the ring was a piece of toxic waste. “I can’t believe this! And here I was enjoying our conversation, thinking you were a decent person! But I’m sorry… no decent person would ever go to USC on their own free will, let alone wear their ring in their finger!” Her tone was playful but the rivalry was real. “However…” Erin’s smile widened, almost as if she was making some sort of wicked plan on her mind. “… the Asimov, you say… that’s where I’m headed.” She paused. “I would be willing to overlook…” she shook her hand in the direction of the ring “… that… if you leave it in your quarters for one night and take me out to dinner next week… what do you say?”

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

OOC: Don’t do it!!! It’s a trap! Sorry, couldn’t resist. Welcome aboard!

-OZ

OOC: Too late! Screams in terror Oh well! lol Thank you kind Sir!

OOC: Rubs hands together Mwahahaha! And just like that, my evil plan is set in motion! – Joana

IC: Gavin glanced at the ring and snickered ever so slightly. “It was a gift from my folks, honestly the only reason I ever wear it. They were at Send Off, so I thought I should slip it on. Trust me Honey…” His voice was melodic, warm and traced with just a light sensual backtone. “… you don’t ever have to worry bout seeing this as it stays in my quarters. I wear it for family and Alumni events… leaving it on my finger normally only when traveling. I don’t want some jackass steward with sticky fingers walking off with it.”

For a moment, Erin looked surprised. She had dated her fair share of football players and other guys deeply connected to their university. This was the first time she had met someone so willing to leave their class ring behind. As quickly as it had disappeared, her smile returned to her face. “I still won’t forget where your allegiances lie… such a shame…” She chuckled. “For once I’m glad I’m not part of the cheer squad anymore. They would give me hell for this.”

Then he gave a slight raise of his eyebrow. “Dinner you say… next week? How’s Tuesday night sound? Am I gonna get to see ya in something a bit fancier than jeans & a sweater?” He winked playfully. “Not that I’m complaining, but if we’re going out… dinner and dancing is in order.” Coop flashed a dashing smile that was clearly measured and practiced to make hearts flutter.

Coop

Erin knew the smile. She had seen it in so many before him. Just as practiced has the batting of her eyelashes. “Tuesday sounds wonderful. As for the attire… I guess you’ll have to wait and see…” Her smile cocked to one side. It was clear she was enjoying the conversation.

“Well damn… I guess so!” Coop chuckled. “Too bad though… bet you’d be absolutely stunning in a emerald green number.” By the look in his eyes, Coop’s mind was already slipping the young redhead into something tight and revealing.

Suddenly, an announcement played over the comm. Their small shuttle was ready to depart. Erin stood up and placed the strap of her duffle bag back over her shoulder. “How about we continue this conversation inside the shuttle? Care to lead the way?”

Lt. (j.g.) Hazen, Science

Gavin rose from his seat and reached for an unmistakable case, the faded but still legible ‘Gibson Montana’ in gold leaf on a truly ancient looking lid held one of Earth’s best acoustic guitars. With a small carry-on over one shoulder and the Gibson securely in his right hand, Cooper offered his left elbow as he stepped carefully around Erin. “Shall we?” He asked as he nodded to the Shuttle entry.

Coop

The guitar case was unexpected. It seemed that Gavin had a few surprises of his own. He was different than the guys Erin was used to dating, and she found herself enjoying that more than she cared to admit. It was then that he offered his elbow. Yet another unexpected move that no one she had dated before had made.
With a genuine smile on her face, and both surprise and gratitude in her eyes, Erin adjusted her bag and took the offered arm. Gavin would be able to see that she wasn’t accustomed to the gesture.

Cooper’s returned smile was completely authentic, with no acting nor reservations. He was genuinely happy to have a bit of time with the Bruin Bombshell that had made his heart skip a beat the first time the redhead strode into 8-Forward in that… deliciously snug… pair of Levi’s and UCLA Cheer mid-drift shirt. There was no denying that she was, by far, the hottest woman aboard and it was also well-known amongst the younger Redshirted Flight & Con staff to give the little sister of the Intel Chief a VERY wide berth.

The shuttle itself was small. Just big enough to accommodate any personnel being transported on board the Asimov and a few supplies that the ship might need. In silence, Erin walked inside behind Gavin, trying not to clutch too hard to his arm.

The warmth of her touch and the slightly clumsy way she had taken his arm said both that she appreciated the gesture and also had likely never met a guy with enough sense or class… short of /maybe/ Raven… to offer the age-old pleasantry before. Of course, the few times he had seen the Marine with her… they were both damn near like horny teenagers. But, hell, seeing that sparkle in those soul-probing eyes directed at himself finally… Coop couldn’t blame the Old Man.

Finally, stowing her bag away, Erin sat on one of the few available seats, making sure that there was a free one by her side. Keeping her silence, she looked away from Cooper, pretending to inspect something on the ship. There was a slight blush on her cheeks.

Erin

After checking the treasured guitar with the Chief Steward to place in Executive Holdings, Cooper settled into the window seat… third row, Starboard side… beside Erin. He noticed the coy look-away game and just caught the blush, so he knew damn well the game was afoot. Giving Erin’s right knee the very slightest of a flirty squeeze and purposely leaving the hand resting atop the knee, Gavin asked. “So, I’d assume first assignment? How was OCS....? I always wondered how the other side lived.” He said with a roguish grin.

Coop

The hand on knee play. One of the oldest tricks in the book. And yet, Erin felt her heart flutter and the warmth spread on her face. That was a first. How could a simple gesture like him offering her his arm make her forget everything that she knew about the flirting games she was so used to playing?

Looking back at Gavin, Erin’s face was visibly redder. She tried to take her mind off of it by replying to his simple question, but the hand on her knee kept her from it.

Damn… she really is cute! Cooper thought as the redhead turned back to face him. She was breathtaking and he had no intention of moving his hand as she clearly struggled to think.

“OCS?” She looked lost for a moment before realizing what he was talking about. “Oh, yes, sorry. Hard.” Erin smiled. “Gosh, you guys do have to go through a lot of physical training.” She paused for a second, her mind going back to her summer. “First assignment, yes. I never thought I would be doing it myself… but after that internship on the Dresden… I had to come back to space. There’s just nothing like this…” She looked out the window for a second as Starbase 243 was left behind.

“Yes!” Gavin laughed. “They make damn sure their people are in peak physical condition. If you’re not in great shape before OCS, they make absolutely certain you are when you leave.” With a grin, the Capital Ship helmsman nodded. “Believe me, I understand. When you get ready for your BOC’s, I’d be happy to teach ya what I know.”

“BOCs?” Erin tried to remember all the names they had made her learn during the summer, but was clearly struggling with this one.

Gavin chuckled and gave Erin’s knee another playful squeeze. “I guess there’s lots I need to teach you.” He winked coyly. “Bridge Officer Certifications… the first steps before eligibility to take the BOE… Bridge Officers Examination. BOC’s are the quals needed to both work your Department’s Station on the Bridge… the first one you’d take, then Flight Control… ya know, my job…” The wide grin couldn’t be missed. “… then Comm, Ops, Engineering and Tactical. It gives the Officer a complete understanding of the various individual Bridge Stations before… usually as a DH, you take the BOE… which is a monster… and you are Command Certified and can run a Bridge Shift.”

The pink returned to Erin’s cheeks with the knee squeeze. She felt butterflies in her stomach. Her gaze fixed on him as she drank his every word. Finally, she managed to utter “Ah… I might not take those… I don’t really strive to be a Bridge officer… give me a quiet corner in the lab, and that’s me. A socially apt nerd.” She chuckled. “However… you want to teach me how to pilot… I don’t mind you taking me for a ride…” Erin winked, happy that her old self seemed to be finally back, even if behind the flirt talk, her heart still fluttered.

“So… I take it you went through the Academy then? What made you leave and go to USC?”

Erin

Smiling, Cooper chuckled as he passed his fingers of his free hand through his hair and his left gave Erin’s knee a teasing squeeze. “Yup… Class of 2390 for me. Bachelors of Military Sciences.... basically a military leadership & management degree with a military history slant.” Gavin paused thoughtfully for a moment before he continued. “Honestly, I’ve always had a knack for engineering but never had the confidence to go after it until I applied for Grad Schools in the fall of ‘89. The Academy was… let’s just say less than conducive…” He winked. “… with the thought of allowing someone not from the Montgomery School of Engineering getting into their Grad Program. Needless to say, USC’s Holloway College was more than happy to have me and the rest is history.”

Cooper

“Holloway College?” Erin recognized the name. After all, the family was only the owner of the biggest starship manufacturer and cruise line in the sector. “With all the money they have they throw it at USC? Wow. They must really be desperate.” Erin smirked playfully. “If they don’t know what to waste it on, I’d gladly take some! It’s bad enough that I used to share the name but never shared their wallet!” She chuckled.

“Used to?” Gavin looked slightly confused. “What do you mean… used to? You had the exact same name? You sure it ain’t the same family? Why the change?” Cooper asked in rather rapid fire fashion as he wondered if he should remove his hand.

“My sister changed it a long time ago.” Erin said not thinking anything of it. Especially oblivious to the fact that Gavin might have thought she was married. “I was four. Don’t really remember. I just know what I was told.” She shrugged. “We were adopted. Hazen is our adoptive father’s name.” Even though she was clearly not telling the whole story, Erin seemed quite open about the details she was sharing. “Wright is our mother’s maiden name, in case you wonder why Molly’s name is different from mine. Quite useful when you don’t want people to know that your ‘scary-ass’…” She added air quotes “… Intel Chief is your sister because maybe you want the attention of cute guys on 8-Forward.” Erin winked.

“That’s kinda nuts… I did’t think they had any other kids besides the current CEO… Lucas.” Cooper added

“My uncle’s called Lucas!” Erin chirped. “Only our biological dad is a subway conductor, so I am pretty sure it’s not the same. Just some weird coincidence. According to dad and Molly, we were quite poor growing up.” Erin laughed. “Can you imagine though? If we were the same family? I can already imagine the headlines. ‘Lost Holloway Sisters Return Home: A New Era Begins at Holloway Heavy Industries’.” She shook her head, lost in the parallel universe for a second.

Gavin then chuckled. “Well… if you get your hands on any of that fortune and need a boyfriend/husband/male escort… let me know.” Cooper laughed a full laugh before beaming “As for Holloway College, I can tell you this… it’s one hell of a school and technically rivals Montgomery in every form & fashion! As for the Holloways, I only met the dad at Graduation… he was there to present diplomas and I got to shake his hand. Super nice guy…” Cooper seemed once more in thought before he added. “… brought his wife to the Graduates’ Breakfast. They both seemed like they actually were happy to be there.”

“Happy to be at USC. Definitely not my family.” Erin winked.

“So what made you decide to go back to starship life after grad school? Especially if you don’t get to use your masters very often? It kind of feels like a waste of brains… even more so since they didn’t accept you into their own graduate program…”

Erin

“I love flying the big boys hun… seriously.” The smile on his face was like he was fondly remembering a long lost love. “I’ve been a certified pilot since I was eight, its just in my bones. Flew with the SFA Flight team in school going to Flight School and got my military wings Junior Year. When I got back, they let me take the Flight Controller Test… finished top of my class… and never looked back. Once you fly a Capital Ship… nothing… nothing in this universe gives that kind of thrill.”

“Since you were eight? Wow, that is impressive!” Erin was finding Cooper’s company both warm and enthralling. Usually the guys she dated didn’t have half the brain that Gavin seemed to have, and she was enjoying talking to someone that seemed to be somewhat on her level.

He paused and with a flirty eyebrow raise, added. “Well… there is… /one/ thing. Let’s just say its the most fun you can have with your clothes on.” Erin would feel another squeeze on her knee as Gavin’s eyes sparkled in the warp light from the windows across the shuttle behind her. “If ya know what I mean.”

“Oh honey… I wasn’t born yesterday.” Erin said, a smirk on her lips. “You might have a lot to teach me, but trust me Coop, that is not one of them.”

Cooper blushed and couldn’t help ever so slightly biting his lip at the thought of a romp… or ten… with the redheaded fox before snapping back to the here & now, patting her knee and asking. “So… what are you most looking forward to out of this first cruise?”

Cooper

“Well… it’s not exactly my first cruise… I spent a year on the Dresden. But…” Erin sighed. Her left hand landed softly on his left arm as she looked outside the window for a moment. “It’s going to be the first time really far away from my dad or my sister. It’s going to be fun. Space gives you so many scientific research opportunities that being on the ground doesn’t… I never thought of me as an explorer, but maybe I’ll be.” Erin smiled. Her eyes back on Gavin’s. “And of course… I’m looking forward to our dinner on Tuesday…”

Erin

Cooper turned to face Erin just a bit more as he teasingly ran his thumb along the seam of Erin’s jeans, making a careful effort to keep his breathing level… regardless of his racing heart. “You’d be surprised how active duty can change your views on that hun. Space can be rather… exciting.”

Once again, Erin knew the move. It didn’t phase her. Her breathing was just as quiet as before. “Oh can it, now? I can’t wait to see exactly how exciting it can be…” Her tone was clearly suggestive.

His hand gave another squeeze before his thumb went back to the teasing back and forth glide. “As for dinner, trust me when I say that I too am certainly looking forward to it. And I do hope you’re up for a little dancing.” His tone was almost a purr. “I know I am.”

Coop

“Depends on what kind of dancing…” Erin smiled as her hand slipped on top of his, stopping his thumb’s motion. “I know I’d be disappointed if a smart guy like you turned out to be just like the other guys I’ve dated before…”

Erin

“Honey, let me make something very clear.” Coop said without batting an eye or resisting her negation of his playful advance. “I am not some horny co-ed. Do I find you insanely attractive…?” Behind his gaze for a split second was an unmistakable flash of passion. “Of course I do. But I only go where I am… invited… and have not one hesitance in being a complete gentleman at all times. The difference between a boy and a man…” He winked and smiled warmly. “… is knowing and understanding when & where it is appropriate to play.”

Cooper

Erin smiled. “Good.” She finally said leaning back on her seat. Her hand slipping back up to his forearm and settling there once more. For a moment, she looked back out of the window as if there was something on her mind. After a few moments of silence, she finally asked. “So, what’s the story behind your guitar? Family heirloom that you cary around to woo the ladies?” She smiled.

Erin

Coop chuckled softly. “Looks like ya got me…” He patted her knee with a smile. “… just a good’ol boy from Fort Collins roamin’ the galaxy with a beat up old guitar, breakin’ hearts and beds…” Cooper bounced his eyebrows playfully. “… in every Starbase and friendly world.”

Erin smiled the widest smile he had seen so far on her lips. She chuckled.

With a smirk, he continued. “Actually, my dad gave it to me. It’s not as old as it looks… just a lot of rough travel throughout the past six years. I always wanted one and when I made the SFA Flight Team, Dad finally thought I’d earned it. I am quite good at it though…” He smiled that heart-stopping smile once more. “I’d love to play it for you sometime. I’m a better player than a singer, but I can carry a tune and sing along alright.”

Coop

“I’d love that.” Erin finally spoke. Her eyes passionately looking at him. He was different. Different than any of the guys she had been with before. He was… deeper. There was something more to him than just the desire for a fun night or two, and for a moment, Erin found herself thinking what she wanted for her future.

Unbeknownst to either party, the man on the other end of that passionate gaze was… in fact… feeling the same long-term musings as the other. By sheer dumb luck, Gavin had found himself not only on the same flight as the woman he had long desired from afar but now intimately close… nearly cuddling… with one of, if not the most, attractive woman he’d ever known. “Fantastic” He said softly.

The stars kept moving outside, streaking the black of the eternal night. Slowly, and without notice, Erin’s fingers slid down his forearm, softly dragging across it as they went, stopping at the back of his hand still resting on her knee. Her thumb rubbed across it for a moment.

The slightest of shiver and the lip bite were an uncontrollable reflex to the seductive touch as Erin’s hand passed from his arm down to his hand. Deep within him, a fire lit and his mind began a weird future scan… breakfasts overlooking the Rockies, romantic evenings in Denver, and passion fueled nights… in her eyes, Gavin was seeing his future. While partly exciting, it also scared the hell out of him.

“So, let me get this straight. You’re a pilot with an engineering degree, that plays the guitar and sings. You’re also a gentleman who likes dancing, and is terrified of my sister. You certainly seem to be full of surprises, Mr. Gavin Cooper. Is there anything else that I should know about you?”

Erin

“Not…” His voice caught in a tiny gasp as he felt her thumb tease once more. “… not really. I’m a rather common guy. I was actually about to ask the same of you.”

Coop

Erin chuckled. The same passionate gaze still in her eyes. “Well… I’m a scientist, with a biology major. Oh, and I am also a Tri-Delt. Used to cheer but don’t anymore and just like you, I like to dance. I’m originally from New York City, but grew up in San Francisco. I guess that’s Erin Hazen in thirty seconds for you…”

“A New York City girl, cheerleader, dancer and Tri-Delt…” Cooper grinned like an lovestruck fool. “… sounds like I got my hands full with you Honey.” It was the way he said that last word… it was clearly more than a ‘hun’ or a ‘sweetie’, it was said as a true term of endearment. The man was falling… hard… and at this point, he wasn’t gonna even think of stopping it.

Her thumb rubbed the back of his hand once more as her fingers slipped on the spaces between his. In her chest, Erin’s heart pounded almost as if it wanted to leave. Sitting in the small shuttle with the only man that had ever slipped her grasp, feelings that she had never felt came to the surface. What if she did something wrong? What if she screwed it up? For the first time in her life, Erin felt scared. Until now, whenever she found a new date, she found peace of mind in the knowledge that after them another would come. But with Cooper she felt a comfort that she had never felt with anyone else, and whatever this was, she didn’t want to lose it.

Erin

It happened without even thinking, without a single warning at all. Ever so gently, Gavin rolled his wrist under Erin’s hand and a moment later his fingers were slipping in between hers. As they did, his hand closed on hers and Cooper looked deeply into Erin’s eyes and in a soft voice asked in a rather loving tone a simple one worded question. “Better?”

Coop

Erin didn’t smile, instead, her eyes kept fixed on his. Her fingers tightened slightly on his hand and she leaned forward, almost as some sort of invisible force was pulling her. Her gaze fell on his lips. “Almost.” she whispered. And without warning her lips met his.

Erin

It took but a fleeting moment for Cooper’s mind to catch up to what was about to happen as Erin’s fixed eyes began to move closer and her hand tightened on his. His heart immediately raced, not wanting to get ahead of itself, but joyfully anticipating a kiss he had longed for many a nights. Then her eyes broke slightly, a word… completely unheard in the moment over Gavin’s pounding heart… the quick lick of her lips in the final instant before the couple met in a intimate fashion for the first time.

Cooper turned into the kiss, his right hand slipping up the side of Erin’s neck then to the back of her head… fingers loose in her hair but strong as his lips met her’s with relish. It was like the energy from that kiss coursed throughout his body and Gavin couldn’t stop the noticeable shiver from shooting across his skin. He did well to keep his breathing level though, as the desire for more of her shook him to his core.

The kiss was everything Erin had wished for and more. The sweetness and softness of his lips enveloped her as they touched for the first time. As his hands made their way up to her neck, her own hands, now free, roamed to his back, pulling him towards her, deepening the kiss. Her leg slowly making its way over his knee.

After a few more delicious seconds, Gavin let out a barely audible growl as his teeth found Erin’s lower lip and his hand that had been on her head pulled Erin just a little closer from where it now rested slightly down and back from her left breast. As soon as he felt her leg across his, Coop’s hand slipped down to Erin’s inner thigh… just over a hands width above her knee.

Erin’s breathing hastened. Her hunger for more taking over. When suddenly…

Suddenly, the sound of a throat clearing snapped the couple out of the ever intensifying kiss. Gavin broke the kiss and looked up at the Steward, who raised an eyebrow and asked with a smirk. “Chicken or Pasta…? I can see you two already have a preference for dessert.”

Coop

Without missing a beat, Erin smiled at the young man as she moved back into her seat. “Pasta please. Also, regardless of our preference, can we still have the… regular dessert? The one I would really like to have today will get me kicked off the shuttle, so I might as well just have two.” She winked at the steward with her last words.

Erin

The Steward blushed brightly at the comment and Coop swallowed hard as his mind turned very carnal for just a moment before clicking back to the here & now. “The same.” Cooper squeaked and the deeply embarrassed Steward shot off.

Cooper had his left hand noticeably higher on Erin’s left thigh, where it had stopped when they were… interrupted… and didn’t seem to have any intention to move it immediately. He instead bit his lip and growled softly as he gave Erin’s thigh a flirty squeeze. “Damn girl!” His tone hushed, a coy smile on his lips. “I can’t say I was expecting that but I sure as hell ain’t complaining!”

Coop


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