745. Chapter 745

“Never?” Alex asks, and Maggie shakes her head with lowered eyes.

“Hey, don’t. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Maggie. Nothing. But I… if you wanted to learn, I… I could teach you.”

Which is how they wind up in Midvale, Alex in a bikini that is making Maggie’s mouth dry even in the middle of the ocean.

“Okay, so there are different strokes you can do,” Alex starts, and Maggie stops staring at her girlfriend’s mostly naked, dripping body long enough to snort.

Alex is confused by her laughter, but only for a moment; her eyes flash as she bites her lip, bringing her hands to Maggie’s waist and her mouth to her ear.

“I know you already know that, though, so I’m sure you’re gonna do just fine.”

Maggie’s knees go weak enough to necessitate Alex lifting her over the next wave that rocks across their waists; which, of course, doesn’t make Maggie any less wrecked.

“Alex Danvers, is this how you train your recruits? Are you going to teach the poor girl how to swim, or are you going to tease her until she can’t function?”

Maggie has never seen Alex blush so hard when she processes what her mother just shouted from the shore, and when she doubles over with laughter, she’s bowled over by an unexpected wave.

It’s completely, utterly worth it.

And anyway, she gets her revenge when they’re back in National City and Alex is driving Maggie’s car.

“There’s a spot right here, babe,” she points out, eager to park so they can go inside and eat, already; it’s been a long day, and Maggie worked through lunch.

“Oh, uh… I… I’ll just find a lot.”

“But the restaurant’s right… wait. Alex Danvers.”

Alex gulps visibly, and it confirms Maggie’s suspicions.

“Sweetie, can you not parallel park?”

“I can!” Alex pffts, but Maggie just tilts her head with an arched eyebrow and a smirk that is far too amused.

“I can,” Alex repeats, but Maggie’s a detective, and she detects.

“You can, and you have. Exactly once, huh? In your driving test.”

Alex huffs as she puts on her blinkers and pulls over.

“It’s-why-I-always-use-my-bike-because-you-didn’t-need-to-ever-parallel-park-in-Midvale-like-you-do-in-this-damn-city,” it all comes out in one breath, one rush of blushing words.

“Babe, do you want me to teach you?” Maggie asks, at once all sincerity and all teasing.

The heady combination makes Agent Alex Danvers swoon.

“Okay,” she agrees, and Maggie immediately puts her hand on the back of Alex’s seat, authoritative and calm, instructional and efficient.

Alex’s very definition of sexy.

And damn, does Maggie know it.

She almost scrapes into the car she’s trying to slide in behind several times, because damn is Maggie hot when she teaches… things.

It makes Alex decide she wants to discover every single thing she doesn’t know how to do that Maggie can do.

Because if this is what learning is, she never, ever wants to stop.