Chapter 15: Tomorrow Brings

Bree's POV:

Chase and I cuddled for the rest of the movie. You know, this would've been a really nice date if Skylar hadn't been here earlier to dampen the mood. The credits start rolling, and Chase stands up to stretch. I should probably shoot Skylar a text to make sure she's okay. Even though I'm not too thrilled with her right now, she's still my sister, who's probably really emotionally hurt right now. Ugh, why didn't I text her as soon as Chase told me what happened? Oh yeah, I was comforting Chase. I whip out my phone. "Chase told me what happened. I'm so sorry he hurt you.", my text to her says. I slide my phone back into my purse and stand up. "So, wanna go get some dinner?", I ask him. He looks down before nodding. I hate seeing him like this. I wrap an arm around his shoulders. He looks over at me. "Hey, there's no point in sulking, that won't change anything. You've alway done the best you could in every situation we've been in, and that's all anyone could ask for. Skylar'll live, trust me, she's a tough cookie.", I say in attempts to soothe him. He just lets out a sigh before walking away. I follow him out of the theater. "I don't really think I feel like eating out right now, let's just return home.", he dully says. I slide in front of him, and put my hand on my hip. "Oh no you don't. I'm not letting you go back to the house of heartbreak and depression while you're like this! Come on, you need to eat dinner. Plus it'll take your mind off everything.", I tell Chase as I drag him further into town.

Chase's POV:

While I appreciate the sentiment, I don't think food will improve my mentality towards our current situation. I still let Bree drag me down several blocks to a decently formal looking restaurant. I'll play along if it'll make her happy. We enter the establishment, and are greeted by the hostess who then brings us to a booth in the corner of the dining area. A waitress arrives as the hostess returns to her post. "Can I get you 2 anything to drink?", the waitress asks us. "I'll have a glass of lemonade please.", Bree says. "A glass of water will be sufficient, thank you.", I tell the waitress. She nods her head as she jots it down. I don't really see the need to write down our drink orders, it's not that complicated really. This place isn't even past half way capacity, but I suppose not everyone can have a photographic memory like me. "1 lemonade and 1 water, I'll bring that out to you in a second. Here're the menus if you'd like to go ahead and decide what to order.", she tells us as she hands Bree and I a menu each. She then scurries off to the cooking area. "Mmmm, everything looks so good here. I don't know how I'll be able to decide.", Bree says in attempts to start a casual conversation. "You can always request for something to be placed in a to go box, and devour it at home later.", I suggest. Bree looks up from her menu. "I'd prefer if you didn't use the word devour when talking about me eating. You make it sound like I'm a wild animal.", she says in a playful tone of voice. "I don't see much of a difference between the two.", I jest.

Bree's POV:

I playfully gasp and swat my menu at his. "You take that back right now!", I exclaim while widely smiling. This is the Chase I wanna see more of tonight, not the mopey depressed version who seems to have the weight of the world on his shoulders. He shoots me a side smile. "Why don't you make me?", he jokingly asks. I smirk. "Oh don't tempt me.", I say in a flirty tone of voice. A light blush spreads across his face. Awww, can he possibly be any more adorable? "O-or what?", Chase stutters out. Before I can say or do anything, that woman comes back with our drinks. "Are we ready to order yet, or did you need some more time?", she asks us. Fuck, I was too wrapped up with flirting with Chase that I forgot to decide on something. "Yes I'll have the tomato basil penne pasta platter, and the lovely lady across from me will have the fettuccine alfredo.", Chase tells the waitress. He, ordered for me. THAT IS SO ROMANTIC. The woman shoots us a smile. "Okay, 1 tomato basil penne pasta platter and 1 fettuccine alfredo coming right up!", she says before grabbing the menus and walking back to the kitchen. "How'd you know what I'd want?", I ask Chase. Fettuccine alfredo was 1 of the few dishes I was considering ordering. "You love pasta, and tend to lean towards pasta dishes that come served with white sauce instead of red. Since it's less likely to stain your clothes if it splattered on you.", Chase explains. I'm sure my facial expression mirrors how surprised I feel right now. I didn't realize Chase remembered tiny details like that about me.

Chase's POV:

Bree seems to forget that I have a photographic memory, I recall everything. Not to mention when you grow up living with someone, you tend to learn a lot about them. "You really are the best boyfriend anyone could ask for.", Bree happily sighs. "Would you mind saying that I bit louder for the folks on the other side of the restaurant?", I joke. She giggles. I love it when Bree's like this, happy and carefree. Not constantly weighed down by her insecurities and responsibilities. "I missed this.", Bree admits. I quirk my brow at her. She obviously can't mean going on dates with me. Ah, she must mean spending time with me. Though we've spent quite a lot of time together these past couple of days. "Us spending time together?", I confirm. She nods her head. "I know we spend time together at the apartment, but I mean without the rest of the team. I miss how much fun we used to have together in the lab and with Adam and Leo. I miss all the dumb things we used to do, then have to undo before Mr. Davenport found out. I miss how light and easygoing everything was.", Bree vents. I reach across the table, and lay my hand over hers. "I know exactly how you feel. There are so many times when I'd give almost anything to be able to wake up in our old lab, with Adam and your capsules next to mine. To be able to go upstairs and wrestle with Adam for the cereal box, and have Leo be the referee for it. To have Tasha give us our parting hug and cheek kiss before we'd head off to school, and Mr. Davenport warning us not to get into any more trouble or reveal our bionics to anyone. I find myself, on a fairly regular basis, wishing we didn't have to grow up so fast.", I confide.

Bree's POV:

I knew Chase and I have been feeling pretty nostalgic lately, but I didn't realize until just now how much we both miss our old lives. Chase lets go of my hand as our waitress sets our food down on the table. We thank her and she once again goes. I wipe a tear that I didn't even realize was forming in my right eye. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have explored the topic further. I didn't mean to upset you.", Chase apologizes. I immediately shake my head. "You don't have to apologize, you didn't upset me. You just made me realize how much we both miss the 'good old days', and how those days really are in the past now.", I reply. I start digging into my food, which tastes pretty fucking good. "I see what you mean by that, things can never really be the same. Even if we went back for a visit, and spent the day with Adam, Leo, Tasha, and Mr. Davenport..", Chase trails off. I look up as he shoves a fork full of pasta into his mouth. "Things would still feel off, and-", I start to say before Chase finishes my sentence for me. "Heavy.", he adds as he looks up to make eye contact with me. I nod. We finish the rest of our meal in silence until the waitress shows back up. "I hope you both enjoyed your meal. Can I get either of you a dessert?", she asks us. You know, I'm actually really craving a piece of tiramisu right about now. "Actually yeah, I'll have a piece of tiramisu.", I tell the woman. She scribbles that down on her notepad before looking over at Chase. "He'll have some chocolate cake.", I tell her.

Chase's POV:

It looks like I'm not the only one who remembers minor details about the other person. I nod, and the waitress moves onto another table. "What made you decide to order me chocolate cake of all things?", I playfully ask Bree. She lets out a snort. "Even though you're against most, if not all, unhealthy food. You have a major sweet tooth when it comes to cake, especially chocolate cake.", Bree responds. I smile at her, which she immediately returns. "Remember Leo's birthday party?", I ask her. She lets out a loud, yet still beautiful, laugh. "Oh my gosh, how could I not?! That was our 1st birthday party, and your 1st taste of cake.", she laughs out. I start laughing along with her. "At one point I started cramming it down my mouth with my hand.", I recall. "Was that before or after you started jumping on the furniture and running around the room screaming?", Bree pants out between laughs. "I think directly after.", I reply while clutching my stomach in a vain attempt to stifle my wild laughter. After a few moments we sober up, just in time too since shortly after our waitress returns with our desserts. We tuck into our cakes fairly quickly, and they're gone in a few minutes. "Were we in some dessert eating contest I wasn't aware of?", I jokingly ask as I push my plate to the side. "If we were you definitely won that 1.", she retorts as she places her now empty plate on top of mine. I do an exaggerated fist pump, causing Bree to once again start giggling.

Bree's POV:

"Thanks Chase, I really needed this.", I softly tell him. "I believe we both did.", Chase replies. Our waitress swoops in out of nowhere to collect our plates and hand us our bill. She places it in the middle of the table. "Once you're ready to pay just take that to the front okay?", the woman instructs before running off because a family of 4 a few tables away is flagging her down. I open up my purse so I can cover my half of the bill. "I'll pull the tab.", I hear Chase say. I look up and he already has his card out. "Are you sure? I can pay for my half.", I offer. He shoots me an amused look. "Now Bree, what kind of gentleman would I be if I let my date pay for her own meal?", he asks me. I feel my face slightly redden. Well, it looks like chivalry isn't dead after all. "Well if you insist kind sir, then by all means, pay the bill.", I say in the poshest voice I can conjure up while gesturing towards the hostess. He lets out a snort before standing up and going over there. He comes back after a hot minute and holds his hand out for me to take while bowing. "My lady, the bill has been taken care of. If you are now ready, we shall depart.", Chase says. I can't stop giggling as I take his hand and leave the restaurant. As we're leaving we pass by that family of 4. "Now why can't you treat me like that?", the woman asks while gesturing towards us. The man lets out a loud sigh before face palming. I kinda feel bad for the guy, it's impossible to live up to anyone's standards after seeing how Chase treats me now that we're together.

Chase's POV:

We exit the restaurant and take a moment to enjoy each other's company on the sidewalk. "I don't wanna go home yet.", Bree admits. I completely understand where she's coming from there. I can't help but feel this building sense of dread as this evening comes to a close. I'm not quite ready to face Skylar, and I'm sure Bree feel similarly. Oliver and Kaz are no problem, for Bree as least. I have no issue with Kaz, but who knows how Oliver will react towards me once he's informed of how I essentially set Skylar up to get her heart broken. "I don't either, but you know we have to at some point.", I point out. Bree slowly nods her head. "I know, but 'yet' doesn't have to be right now.", Bree replies. She does have a point there. I shoot her a smile. "Well where do you suppose we go now then? We can't exactly stay out here for much longer, it wouldn't be very safe.", I ask her. My question seems to stump her. It seems rather pointless to return to the movie theater, there weren't too many options that caught my attention to begin with. The shopping mall is closed by now, and walking around a twenty - four hour supercenter doesn't sound too appealing. "How about we stay at a hotel?", Bree suggests. He suggestion catches me off guard. A hotel didn't really come to mind when brainstorming possible places. There doesn't really seem like there'd be much, if anything, to do at a hotel. "It seems a bit pointless to rent a room just to hang out, don't you think?", I ask her.

Bree's POV:

For being the smartest man in the world, some things just fly over his head way too easily. "That's why we'd stay the night there.", I tell him. He looks hella surprised by my suggestion. "Wouldn't the rest of the team grow concerned if we didn't return home?", he asks. I roll my eyes. "I can text Kaz and tell him we won't be back tonight.", I reply. Chase fidgets as he takes a step back. I quirk my brow at him. Why is he acting so weird all of a sudden? I thought tonight was going really well. "Would we just be going there to spend more time together before retiring for the night, or did you have something more in mind?", he hesitantly asks. Ooohhhh, that's why he's acting so weird. He's not sure if I wanna hook up with him at the hotel or not. "We can just hang out then sleep if you want.", I tell him. He looks away. "Unless you wanted to do more?", I question. Ugh, don't choose to be confusing NOW, Chase. He looks back at me. "W-what did you want?", he asks back. I let out a groan. "Chasey, don't make this more complicated than it has to be. I'm down for whatever okay?", I tell him. He rubs the back of his neck. "Sorry, it's just, I've never gotten to THIS point in a relationship before.", Chase mumbles. Great, now I feel bad. I take a step towards him and clasp both of his hands in mine. "Hey, you're not the only 1 who's in new territory right now. You know I've never gotten this far either.", I reply.

Chase's POV:

Bree may have not gotten to this stage before, but she's still superior to me based solely on experience. She's dated far more than I have, be that fleeting short term relationships or otherwise. "Isn't it 'crazy', how this is our first date as a couple? Yet it feels like we've been in a serious committed relationship for years now.", I muse. You'd think things might be awkward or clumsy, but there's this certain sense of familiarity as I stand here with her tonight that replaces all of that. "Well we did grow up together after all.", Bree laughs out. A very clear point that didn't even need to be mentioned, but logically that would make something as romantic as a date feel off. "That's very true, and because of that we know each other better than any other outsider could. I could never find anyone who understands me more than you do, and I wouldn't want to even if I could.", I admit. Her facial expression turns extremely emotional before she jumps into my arms. We embrace for a moment before she turns around. "Hop on.", she instructs. I do as she says, and she super speeds us across town to a fairly nice looking hotel. I dismount from her, and she holds out a hand for me to take. "Come on, we can take things slow.", Bree offers. "Slow is good.", I choke out as I place my hand in hers. We pass through the revolving doors and walk across the lobby to the front desk. Bree requests a room for us, then after the receptionist hands her our room keys, we enter one of their elevators.

Bree's POV:

If someone would've told me last week, that I'd be getting a hotel room so I could mess around with Chase, I'd personally super speed that person to the nut house so they could get some SERIOUS help. Yet here we are, lol. The elevator dings as we hit our floor. I grab Chase's hand again since I let it go at some point between the lobby and the elevator. We walk to our room, and I can feel my anxiety building up in the pit of my stomach. I've never gone further than kissing, and the same goes for Chase. I'm sure he's just as nervous as I am, but this was MY idea. I can't act like a pussy NOW. I swipe my room key, and we head inside. I sit down on the edge of the bed while Chase just awkwardly stands there. I bet this wouldn't be so awkward if we weren't heavily procrastinating about this. I stand up and set my purse down on 1 of the nightstands. "You do realize why we're so nervous right now, right?", I ask Chase. He almost looks surprised at my question. "Because this is new to both of us?", Chase answers. I shoot him a smile before super speeding over there so I can drag him towards the bed. "Well yes, but besides that, we're over thinking everything.", I tell him before pushing him into the bed. I giggle at his extremely surprised facial expression. "Can you do me a favor and text Kaz for me?", I ask him. He nods before asking, "What would you like for me to say?". I take off my shoes before replying, "Tell him we're staying at a hotel in town for the night.".

Chase's POV:

I use my bionics fulfill Bree's request in sending Kaz said message. After I send that message, I realize that Bree's already unzipping the back of her dress. I quickly sit up. "A-are you sure you'd like to undress already?", I manage to stutter out as I feel my face warm up. She stops before letting her arms fall to the ground. "Do you not want me to?", she asks me while tilting her head. UMMMMMMMM. "Iiiiiiiii-", I nervously choke out. She steps up to me, then turns around. "Why don't you help me unzip this the rest of the way?", Bree offers. If my face wasn't red before, it certainly is now. I hesitantly reach out, and slowly begin to unzip her dress the rest of the way. Bits of her bare back, along with the back of her bra, begin to peak out from the dress. I try not to focus on that too much as I finish up. "Done.", I squeak out. Curses! I hate how many octaves my voice climbs when I'm nervous. She twirls around, then lets her dress fall to the ground. My eyes widen significantly before I cover my eyes with my hand. I hear her giggle, so I take a peek through my fingers. She undoes her bun, then shakes her hair free. Causing two other things to shake.. I cover my eyes once again, and feel something akin to embarrassment when I realize that I now possess an erection. "Bree, things are going a little fast for me right now.", I admit. I hear her sigh before feeling the bed dip next to me. "Do you want us to stop?", she asks me. I shake my head, indicating no. "I suppose I'm just a bit overwhelmed, with seeing you like this.", I admit.

Bree's POV:

"Well what if you keep your eyes closed, would that help?", I suggest. I guess I can't really blame him for being overwhelmed. It's not like he's ever seen a naked chick in person before. "I'm not sure, it might.", Chase replies. I wonder if I'm pushing too hard? All I did was take off my dress though, it's not like I tried to bone him right off the bat. "Do you wanna try it?", I ask while pulling his hand off his face. He keeps his eyes shut as he nods. "Okay then, lie down.", I instruct. He flops back on the bed. "I meant-, you know, never mind. We can fix that in a minute.", I comment before sliding off the bed. "Is it okay if I pull off your shoes?", I ask him. "I don't see why that'd be a problem, go ahead.", he replies. I shake my head in an amused kinda way as I squat down to yank his shoes off. Man, the things I'm willing to do to get some dick lol. I gently rip off his shoes then, eww, socks. "Lie your head down on 1 of the pillows.", I tell him. After he crawls around and gets as comfortable as he can be, I get back on the bed. I crawl on top of him, being careful not to touch any part of him yet. I can tell he can sense me though, he slightly stiffens. "Hey, you know you can trust me, don't you?", I tell him. He swallows before nodding. "I'm not gonna laugh at you, I'm not gonna hurt you, and I won't push you if you're really not ready.", I softly say. I know insecure Chase can be when it comes to his body. With Adam as an older brother, it'd be weird if he wasn't even slightly insecure. I bet that's a part of why he's so hesitant.

Chase's POV:

What am I doing? I crack my eyes open and peer at my sister. Just a couple of days prior, we were in a very similar position, with very different circumstances. I was so desperate for her to admit what I already had accepted myself, that there's something between us. Now here we are, in a hotel room, just after our first date. This is what I've wanted, there should be no further hesitations. Bree's been so considerate, asking if every little thing she did was okay, trying her best to make me feel comfortable, even offering to stop if I had strong reservations regarding this. What about how she feels? I've been so nervous that I haven't even considered how my actions are making her feel. What if I've made her feel unattractive or unwanted? I exhale, then flip us over. Bree lets out an adorable squeal. "I appreciate how considerate you've been towards me, and you're right. I trust you with my life, and I'm sorry for how inconsiderate I've been towards you tonight. I hope I haven't made you feel unwanted in any way.", I apologize. "It's okay, Chase. You haven't made me feel..", Bree trails off due to me starting to nuzzle and kiss her neck. "Haven't made you feel what?", I teasingly mutter into her neck. I can hear her breathing and heart rate both increase. "Shut up.", she laughs while playfully swatting my arm. I remove my face from her neck, and begin to pepper her face with kisses. She giggles at the action before grabbing my face in her hands, and bringing my lips to hers.

Bree's POV:

Chase and I makeout for a hot minute before I push him off me. He looks confused as Hell until I tug at his shirt. He starts carefully undoing all the buttons, too slowly for my personal taste. So using my super speed I undo the bottom half of his shirt as he finishes with the top half. "Well someone's eager.", Chase jokes. "Oh and you're not?", I joke back. "Fair enough.", he laughs out as he shrugs his shirt off. I immediately start running my hand up and down his chest and abs. "Years of training have DEFINITELY paid off.", I compliment. An egotistical smirk finds it's way on his face. I roll my eyes before fully pushing him off me. "Take off your pants, hot shot.", I giggle. "Yes ma'am.", he says in a serious tone of voice before standing up to shrug those jeans off. As soon as his pants drop, I can see how strong of boner he has. He kicks his pants to the side before climbing on top of me again, but I quickly flip us after he does so. "Do you wanna go further than this?", I ask him. He immediately nods, so I reach behind me to unhook my bra. "How far did you want to go?", he asks me. I toss my bra to the side, and he gapes. "All the way.", I say as I grab his hands and place them on my hips. He sharply inhales before slowly sliding his hands upwards till they reach my boobs. He gently palms them with his hands. I let out soft sigh. "I won't break you know.", I lightly tease. It's sweet of him to be so gentle with me, but I don't want gentle right now.

Chase's POV:

Is that her indirect way of telling me to act in a rougher sort of way? I flip us over once again and firmly press my mouth to hers. She goes to run her hands through my hair, but I pull away and grab both of her wrists and pin them over her head. She lets out a gasp as I bite down on her neck. She starts to squirm underneath me. I scoot a bit lower so I have access to her chest area. I pinch one of her nipples with my free hand and nip the other one with my teeth. She arches her back, I push her back down. Then I pull back and stare her down. "Is this what you wanted?", I ask her. She looks at me with hooded eyes before nodding. "Are you comfortable with being this rough though?", she questions. It's sweet how she can still be so concerned about my feelings, when there's a chance that how I feel could interfere with her building sexual needs. I let go of her wrists then sit back, causing her to sit up. "Your remaining undergarment's in the way, remove it.", I tell her. She does as I instruct, and her underwear is soon sitting on the floor with the rest of our clothes. "Your turn.", she chirps. I stand and remove my undergarment, causing my boner to extend to its full length. I let my underwear drift to the ground before once again crawling on top of Bree. "Are you ready for this, it's a pretty big step forward in our relationship?", I pause to ask her. She warmly smiles at me before placing a hand on my cheek. I slightly lean into her touch. "Yes, and I know that after tonight, we'll be able to face whatever tomorrow brings. Together.", Bree sentimentally replies.

Bree's POV:

Gotta say, it's hot as fuck when Chase gets rough. He lines up his dick with my entrance. Then leans forward so he can pin my wrists next to both sides of my head with both of his hands before doing anything else. "Still want me to be rough?", he asks me. FUCK YESSS! I nod my head. Chase smirks at me, before shoving his entire dick into me all at once with a hard slam. I let out a super loud moan, that's boardline a scream. "Are you alright? Did I hurt you?", he quickly asks me. "I'm fine, I promise.", I pant out. "Do, you want me to proceed?", he questions. "Yes, if I want you to stop, I'll tell you to stop.", I reply. He nods before tightening the grip on my wrists. He pulls out, then slams back into me full force. I let out another almost scream. Chase bites his lip as he starts to thrust in and out of me as hard and fast as humanly possible for him. At this point I'm cursing, screaming, and obviously telling him NOT to stop. He's panting, groaning, and using a few swears himself. Pretty soon, this feeling starts to build up in the pit of my stomach. "Mmmm. FUCK! HARDER! FASTER!", I scream. Chase bites down on the EXACT same spot on my neck before absolutely RAILING me. If I would've known that in bed, Chase is WILD when prompted, I would've tried to bone him ages ago! "CCHHHHASSSSEEEE!", I very loudly scream out as I start cumming. I actually feel pretty bad for Chase's ears, this is definitely 1 of the situations where having super hearing is a bad thing.

Chase's POV:

INTERCOURSE WITH BREE FEELS AMAZING! I lessen my speed and force slightly while Bree's walls are still contracting around me. I quickly return to my previous strength and speed as soon as her orgasm recedes. I can feel myself edging very close to an orgasm myself, and my moments start to become more frantic. I remove my mouth from Bree's neck, and whisper her name into her ear as I finish. I cease all movements for a moment before rolling off her. I'm heavily panting, and when I glance over at Bree, she's doing the same. "So, how was I?", I pant out. She manages to laugh between pants. "I can safely say that you're the best I've ever had.", she replies. After a moment of silence, and once we've both caught our breath for the most part, Bree shifts herself so that her head is resting on my chest. How cliche, and reminiscent of a practically every romantic/romantic comedy movie ever made that has an after sex scene. "So, are you mentally prepared for what tomorrow might bring?", I ask her. "Yes and no. I ready to get this over with already. I'm not ready for what this'll mean for our family.", Bree replies. I wrap an arm around her as she snuggles closer to me. "Are you afraid?", she asks me. "Honestly, I tad bit. I'm ready for it though, all the possible arguments and reprimands. I don't regret any of this you know, no matter what might happen in the future.", I tell her. She absentmindedly traces abstract patterns into my chest as she responds. "I don't regret this, us, either.", Bree agrees. A wave of relief washes over me as I hear her say those words. We spend the rest of the night enjoying each other's company before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.