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Tim gets the first message while he’s at work, and he does a double take when he sees the picture. It’s from Lucy and she has on very thin underwear, the fabric is almost non existent. Her face is not in the picture but—
Tim: What are you doing?
Lucy: Shopping for the honeymoon. Do you like?
Tim gapes at the photo again, and his brain is a little fuzzy as he tries to comprehend it. She’s shopping for their honeymoon which is in less than a month. The wedding is even closer, she has on what looks like new lingerie which means….
Tim: You are evil.
Lucy: Am I?
Tim: How can you show me that and think I’m not going to like it?
Lucy: [photo attachment]
This time it’s of her bra or a lacy thing that he knows is going to be destroyed the minute he gets his hands on her.
(The underwear will be destroyed too but he has to be strategic about this).
He stares at it, and he hopes no one is looking in at him. He has no idea what he looks like right now but he knows it’s not watch commander worthy.
Tim: You know I’m at work.
Lucy: I’m aware. I thought I would bring the entertainment.
Tim: Evil.
Lucy: You love me and you know you can’t wait to get your hands on these.
(She really did know him too well. She really, really did. Not that he was going to admit that right now.)
***
Lucy grins to herself, she had been playing on going lingerie shopping for ages but was always too busy. And then she realized she needed to because of the wedding and honeymoon. She would have brought Tim with her and teased him in person but this was better.
She was out of reach and he couldn’t do anything about it.
For right now.
She knows exactly how to rile up her fiancé. And with lingerie he won’t even see for awhile?
It was perfect absolutely perfect.
Her phone buzzes and she looks down to see Tim is calling her. She picks it up, waits a few seconds and then answers.
“Hello?”
“What are you doing?” He asks and then continues before she can reply. “I’m at work Luce. I’m the boss.”
“Not in bed.” She blurts out before she can stop herself. Tim groans but Lucy grins. She admires herself in the mirror and then looks at the other stuff she got. She got stiff for the honeymoon and their wedding night.
“Lucy.”
“What?” She asks innocently. She picks up a lacy red thong and bra. Tim loves the red lace (which is why she got more of that than anything). She also got some white lace that he would no doubt destroy. “Do you want to see more? They are more previews than anything.”
“Why can’t you show me when I get home?” He asks his voice low.
“Because you aren’t going to see any of these until the honeymoon.” She says. “I can show you the wedding stuff.”
Tim groans again, and Lucy clicks her tongue. She loves working him up, it made everything even better in the end. And it’s not like he didn’t work her up because he did.
Every damn day.
But she couldn’t help it, that man—her man—was attractive and sexy. He knew it too, and he would make sure she saw it.
And she did see it.
Every single day, and so she wanted to make an effort too. She knows Tim loves her no matter what but it was nice to get all dressed up (or dressed down to barely anything).
“You are killing me Chen.” He says his voice low and almost pleading. “But I can’t wait.” Lucy smiles to herself again.
“Me neither.” She says. “What is it? Three weeks until we are married?”
“A little less but yes.” Tim says.
“You know exactly how long,” Lucy says softly and she doesn’t lose her smile. “Don’t you?”
“20 days, 6 hours and so many minutes.” Tim says. “I’m not that obsessed but I may be if that’s what you are wearing.”
“I love you.” She says. “20 days.”
“And 6 hours.” Tim reminds her. “You can’t forget that.”
“No I can’t huh?” Lucy says and then she can’t help but add again. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
***
Tim gets the next message when he’s about to drive home. His phone buzzes as he’s getting into the truck.
Lucy: [photo attachment] wedding night preview ;)
Tim: Lucy…
Lucy: Maybe I bought some for right now.
Tim: You are a tease.
Lucy: [photo attachment]
Tim stares at the picture and then he starts his truck. He wants to get home to Lucy. To his fiancée because no matter how much she teases he loves her.
(And truth be told he loves the teasing too).
He wants to get home to her.
He types out one more message and then he concentrates on driving home.
Tim: I’m on my way home.
Lucy: I’ll be waiting.
He can’t wait to see all the lingerie for the wedding and honeymoon but for now this was going to be a really good night.