RHIANNON & BODIE

TITLE: RHIANNON & BODIE
By: Debs
Rated: NC17+
Fandom: The Professionals
Pairings: Bodie/Original Female Character
Feedback: Pretty pretty please! Criticism is more than welcome, flaming is not!
Warnings: None
Summary: Bodie & Rhiannon go undercover to infiltrate a baby selling organisation but they get far more than either bargained for.
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me and I promise to return them only slightly worn also I do not make any money from my fic, it’s purely for pleasure.
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Chapter 3

Ten days later Bodie stood looking up at the estate they were guests at for the next fourteen days and was astonished. He had no idea that people actually lived like this. It was magnificent. Rhiannon was also amazed but for completely different reasons.

“This is where were staying?” He repeated incredulously. Rhiannon slowly nodded. A butler came to great them and Bodie was internally grateful it was not Doyle.

“Mr. & Mrs. Bodie, do come in so pleased to meet you.” He hurried forward and directed the other two men to take their bags. They were swept into the hall and both stopped to stare. It was magnificent. A huge staircase climbed to the heavens it seemed with a dark red carpets and snow white marble. “Professor Harrington-Smyth will see you now if you would be so kind as to follow me.” Bodie took Rhiannon’s hand and followed the Butler down a long elegant hall. It was just too much to take in, in one go. The butler knocked softly on a door and was bid to enter. He opened the door with a flourish and herded Bodie and Rhiannon in. Professor Harrington-Smyth himself greeted them just inside the door.

“Ah Mr. & Mrs. Bodie. I’m so glad you decided to join us. Just a few formalities to go through and then you’ll be shown to your room. I note that you have not put down a preference for the sex of your child. Do you have one?” he was so slimy he made Rhiannon’s skin crawl.

“Boy.” Bodie answered not particularly politely. He wanted to shove this bastard’s teeth down his throat. “I want a son to carry on my name.” Which was a total lie but this bastard did not know that.

“But darling, I want a girl.” Rhiannon tried to sweet talk him.

“Next time.” Was all Bodie would say. He wanted to lead him along as long as he could.

“We may be able to accommodate you both – who knows. Twins are common.” He smiled at Rhiannon and she could feel her skin crawl. He was loathsome.

“Now you do realise that you will be under total scrutiny 24 hours a day. We don’t want any unpleasant scenes at the end of all this so if you would just sign at the bottom stating you understand all of that.” Both signed were indicated. “And any tapes will be given to you at the end of your stay to do with what ever you like. We will inform you towards the end of you stay what children we have available and you may decide from them. I’ll get a porter to take you up to your rooms.” He pressed a small buzzer and shortly after a knock sounded on the door

“Come.” Professor Harrington-Smyth called out and Doyle walked into the room.

“Yes Sir.” Doyle had completely ignored them.

“Show Mr. & Mrs. Bodie to their rooms please Doyle. Room 24 thank you.” They were dismissed.

“This way Sir, Madam.” Doyle led them out of the room.

“Wow, this place is amazing.” Bodie chatted to Doyle as he led them up that grand staircase. He dropped his voice to a whisper.

“Not really, most of its actually empty. They only use about four or five rooms. The rest are totally empty. They have surveillance equipment set up in the empty rooms beside each occupied room and the stuff is very high tech. There’s bugs everywhere so watch what you say.” Finally, they got to room 24. Doyle opened the door for them to go in.

A huge four poster bed dominated the room. Their cases had already been unpacked and the clothes hung up and toiletries in the bathroom. Rhiannon was most impressed with the bathroom. It contained a huge spa bath.

“Oh boy a spa bath. Fun.” She gave Bodie a wicked smile. Cheeky tart he thought to himself just you wait till later.

“I’ll leave you two too it. Have fun.” Doyle disappeared. Bodie felt a little better about knowing Doyle was close by. Rhiannon was busy checking out the room.

“Come on” Bodie took her hand “lets go mingle.” Rhiannon looked a little surprised. Bodie just chuckled and led her from their room.

“Ah, Mr. & Mrs. Bodie. Do make yourselves at home.” They’d run into Professor Harrington-Smyth at the bottom of the stairs. He guided them into the front room and they were surprised to see only one other couple there.

“I thought there was going to be more here?” Bodie questioned.

“Oh there will be but they will arrive in dribs and drabs through the afternoon.” Professor Harrington-Smyth made the introductions.

“Mr. & Mrs. Black I’d like you to meet Mr. & Mrs. Bodie. They will be staying with us for a while.”

“Pleased to meet you, Percival’s the name and this is my wife Kate.” They shook hands all round. Rhiannon was none too pleased the way Kate Black was scrutinising Bodie, like she wanted to gobble him up for dinner. Bodie had noticed.

“Pleased to meet you. This is my gorgeous wife Rhiannon and I’m Bodie.” He had the charm on full wattage.

“Just Bodie is it?” Kate said questioningly.

“Yes, he hates his Christian name.” Rhiannon replied in a conspiring whisper.

“How about a drink Bodie?” Percival held up a crystal decanter. Bodie nodded.

“You want one love.” He called over his shoulder as he poured one for himself.

“Gin and tonic thanks.” Kate was looked defiantly green with envy now. Bodie handed her the drink and sat close on the sofa. He was actually enjoying this very much.

“You two have obviously not been married very long.” Kate asked. “My husband never asks what I want these days he just gives me what ever he remembers to buy me.”

“Four years on 27th May.” Bodie answered her smugly.

“Four years. I would have guessed about one. You two still carry on like newly weds. Where’d you get married?” She asked interestedly and immediately Bodie knew, they were no ordinary guests. Very likely the snoops.

“We eloped to Paris actually.” He sipped at his whisky and studied them.

“Oh how romantic. We’ve never been to Paris.” She said glaring at Percival’s back.

“I had no Idea. He set it all up. I thought we were going away for a dirty weekend and bingo he proposed.” Rhiannon had the grace to look a little bit embarrassed.

“Where did you stay.” Percival said from the sidelines.

“The Renaissance.” Bodie replied in a tone that implied where else.

“You’re a very lucky girl Rhiannon. I wish my husband would spoil me like that. He used to but when I couldn’t get pregnant he stopped.” Rhiannon felt sorry for the woman. “I’ve been studying your rings, they’re Harvey Benzene aren’t they?” Rhiannon held her hand out so Kate could have a proper look.

“I’ve no idea – Bodie chose them.” At Kate’s quizzical glance, Bodie nodded.
“That’s right. You know your jewellery Kate. Do you work for them or something?” Bodie was curious. How could a woman know the designer by just looking at a ring?

“Oh no, I just love his jewellery. It’s so very beautiful and very expensive.” Bodie just shrugged as if it was of no consequence.

“So just what is there to do around here all day? Bodie did not want to sit around here all day and talk to these two – far too boring.

“Well they have horse ridding, tennis, golf, a great library and music system or there is a lovely little village about an hour away if you want to go shopping.” Bodie put his hands over Rhiannon’s ears but it was too late.

“Did you say shops.” Bodie groaned. Rhiannon was very happy about that she smiled happily. “Bodie?” She said hopefully. He just shook his head but Rhiannon kept nodding. He knew a loosing battle when he was facing it. Reluctantly he got up and took her hand.

“OK come on!” Rhiannon squealed with delight and kissed him. Kate looked envious.

“You are lucky. Percival never goes shopping with me ever.” She again glared at her husband. He totally ignored her.

Four hours later Bodie collapsed on their bed exhausted. His arms were about to fall off. Between the two of them, they had dozens of bags. Bloody hell Rhiannon could shop.

“Oh my feet are killing me.” She slipped the flats off and rubbed her feet. Bodie had to agree with her.

“You’re the one who wanted to go shopping. This is not a fun way to spend the day.” He laid there and watched her scramble through the bags. Quite a few of them she would not let him know the contents. Intriguing he thought.

“You aught to talk. How much did you spend? About three hundred pounds is my guess.” She was not far wrong. Although Bodie would not admit it, he was a clothes fiend. Mind you the way he killed clothes it was not to smart to wear the good stuff to work. He’d learned that very early but he loved the chance to dress up.

“Come on get up.” She’d pulled something out of a bag and held it out to him. Bodie gasped. It was the jumper he’d saw but put back. She’d bought it for him. That alone was over eighty pounds.

“You are a bad girl.” He admonished but tried the jumper on anyway. It was a roll neck and a deep sapphire blue. She handed him his leather jacket to put back on.

“Oh yes, I like that.” She stood there studying him. It brought out the blue of his eyes. He ought to come with a warning Rhiannon thought handle at your own risk.

“Come on, what else is in those bags?” Bodie tried to look in one and got his hand slapped in the process.

“Naughty! You’ll find out later.” And she actually hid them from him. By the time, they’d finished there were clothes all over the bed. A knock on the room startled them. Bodie walked over and opened it. Doyle was on the other side. He grinned cheekily and came into the room.

“What have you two been up to?” he eyed the bags and clothes.

“Shopping!” Rhiannon said delightedly. Bodie rolled his eyes at her.

“Professor Harrington-Smyth sent me up to let you know that dinner will be at 7:00 and as its everyone’s first night here well all be dressing for dinner.” Doyle informed them in his best posh voice.

“Great” Bodie said resignedly.

“Terrific” Rhiannon was excited. Both men groaned. “Its 6:15 already. You get ready first Bodie.” She started sifting through his wardrobe.

“She’s got the wife part down pat.” Bodie said to Doyle as Rhiannon laid out his clothes for him. She shot him a murderous glare and pointed to the bathroom.

“GO” Doyle chuckled and left them and Bodie headed for the bathroom. He was enjoying himself, not like an assignment at all.

Twenty minutes later he stepped out of the bathroom drying his hair on a huge towel.

“All yours!” He called out to Rhiannon but got no answer. Where has she got to now Bodie wondered? A couple of minutes later Rhiannon came back with two glasses. One with scotch and a glass of what looked like champagne. She handed him one.

“Cheers.” She said and took a sip. It was good.

“You’d better get ready. We have 25 minutes till dinner and if you’re the typical woman you’ll need all of them.” Bodie sidestepped her swing and finished drying off his hair. Rhiannon was staring at him very strangely. He checked the towel; it covered what it should.

“What?” He asked worriedly. Rhiannon stood very close and looked up at him.

“You’re like a battle scared old tom cat aren’t you!” She ran a finger down a scar on his right shoulder and another over his ribs. His whole chest and arms were covered with old scars but instead of detracting from his male beauty, they added to it. This was a man who would protect what was his, with his life if need be.


Bodie’s eyes had gone very dark blue indeed.

“If you want to make dinner I suggest you get ready or we’ll be really late.” He warned her huskily. It was not hard to guess what he meant; the towel was taking on a very interesting shape. She ran her hand down his smooth cheek and fled into the bathroom. Tease Bodie thought as he got dressed. Ten minutes later Bodie was pacing the room waiting for Rhiannon to finish getting ready.

“Come on” he demanded impatiently from the bedroom.

“You go on. I'll see you downstairs.” Rhiannon called back from the bathroom. He had to go without her or it would spoil the whole surprise.

“OK, don’t be long.” Bodie left Rhiannon to finish getting ready.

Fifteen minutes later Rhiannon walked into the front room and stood there watching Bodie talk to some man. The man saw her first and must have said something because Bodie swung around to look for her. His eyes widened in surprise. Rhiannon walked over to him and leant up and kissed him on the cheek.

“Hello luv.” Bodie was speechless. Rhiannon had dressed for dinner alright – just. The dress was black velvet with a very fine nap that hugged her curves and dipped very low at the front. As soon as Rhiannon had tried it on, she’d fell in love with it. But what was underneath was going to give both of them the biggest pleasure.

While they’d been shopping earlier she’d been delighted to discover a Victoria Secret’s store and had gone in. Rhiannon had a weakness for beautiful lingerie at the best of times but this was special. Three hundred pounds later she’d left. Bodie had been impatiently waiting for her and he’d added to his own collection of shopping bags.

Doyle handing her a glass of champagne jerked Rhiannon back to the present. He winked at her and Rhiannon smiled back. Just then Professor Harrington-Smyth came out and announced that dinner was ready. They went in to a massive dinning room with a table laid for 20. It was impressive. Bodie held out her chair while Rhiannon sat and he realised that at this angle he could see right down the front. Nice he thought. The dinner was very boring. Everyone trying to out do each other. Bodie and Rhiannon were quite. It was not like they could discuss work very well. Cowley would just love that. Bodie went off with the men for cigars and port in the library and Rhiannon was stuck with the women.

“Mrs. Bodie, your husband is just lovely. He still dotes on you doesn’t he!” One of the women said. Rhiannon could not even remember her name.

“Yes he spoils me but I’m worth it.” She replied smugly. She did not like these women. Petty, insecure and brittle was the best way to describe them.

“How long have you been married?” another questioned.

“Four years this May 27th.” Rhiannon said without hesitation.

“I just love that dress, is it new?” Kate asked.

“Yes I got it this afternoon when we went shopping.” Rhiannon sipped her tea.

“She went shopping with her husband!” Kate told them. They all looked shocked. Rhiannon came to their defence.

“Well it was his money so I thought that was fair, don’t you?” Rhiannon wanted to laugh at the looks on their faces. Stupid cows she thought.

“His money!” One said surprised.

“Yes that’s right. Usually I just take his credit card and give him the bill.”

“I don’t believe you!” One stated. Rhiannon just shrugged her shoulders as if it did not matter and truthfully, it didn’t.

It was the most boring three hours that she could remember spending but finally most couples wondered off to bed and Rhiannon could search Bodie out. He was playing poker with some other men in the library. By the look of the stack of cash in front of him, he was winning also. Rhiannon put her hands gently on his shoulders and the other three men looked up enviously. Bodie finished the hand and won again.

“That’s enough for me gents. I’ve got a better offer from my lady wife. Good night.” He kissed Rhiannon’s hand, picked up his winnings and led her from the room. Rhiannon could feel the butterflies going wild in her stomach.

As soon as Bodie closed the door behind them, he pulled Rhiannon close for a kiss. Slow, sweet, sexy, mind blowing kisses. Rhiannon was helpless against an onslaught like this. She clung to him when he deepened the kiss and gave as good as she got. Eventually he pulled back gasping for air.

“Easy luv, you’ll kill me at that rate.” Bodie was still nibbling on Rhiannon’s neck as he said it and she tilted her head back to give him easier access. He took full advantage.

“You’ve been teasing me in that damn dress all night but now I want you out of it.” Bodie growled as he reached for the zipper and started to slid it down. Rhiannon pulled her hair out of the way and peered at him coltishly over her shoulder. Is there any thing under this dress? Was Bodie’s first thought then all rational thought fled as sexy black lingerie came into view. Rhiannon’s back was bare to half way down her spine and she was covered in black silk and lace. He gave the dress a gentle tug at her hips and the dress pooled at her feet and Bodie nearly passed out from blood loss. It had all pooled very much lower. His trousers were suddenly far too tight.

“My God, what are you wearing?” he said raggedly.

“It’s called a merry widow – do you like it?” Rhiannon slowly spun around so that Bodie could get the full effect.

Alabaster skin encased in black silk and lace. Tiny black bows were all that held it together, which Bodie discovered very quickly as he pulled one undone and his hands were filled with Rhiannon. From the very rapidly growing bulge in Bodie’s trousers, he approved whole-heartedly.

“God, that is the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen” Bodie mumbled as he undid more of the tiny bows. Within minutes the merry widow was totally undone and Rhiannon threw her arms back and it slipped off leaving her clad in only sheer black lacy top stay up stockings, a minuscule g-string and black stiletto heels. Bodie could only stare. God this was all his fantasies come true at once.

Rhiannon pushed his hands away and concentrated on getting him just as naked. He’d pulled the tie off himself so Rhiannon slowly undid the shirt buttons and pushed it off his shoulders. Bodie tried to help but was too busy feeling. Rhiannon had to keep slapping his hands way. Eventually she got the shirt off and the pants undone. Giving him a saucy grin she knelt on the floor between his feet and Bodie could feel his body’s response to that. It leapt in anticipation but Rhiannon only took off his shoes and socks. She then ran her hands up his legs and over his hips and slowly climbed on top of him for a kiss. Bodie was sure he was going to disgrace himself right here and now. Rhiannon jerked on the waistband of his trousers “up!” Rhiannon mumbled and Bodie lifted his hips to help her and Rhiannon divested him of his pants and left him in just a useless pair of black briefs. They did absolutely nothing to hide his very obvious reaction to her. Grinning saucily, she ran her fingernails up the length of him as he moaned and jumped in response.

“You’re a tease” he mumbled and tried to pin her down for a kiss. Rhiannon shook her head as she kissed him back.

“No sweets, I’m not teasing!” Her hand creped under the briefs and closed around warm aroused Bodie. At his sharp intake of breath, Rhiannon grinned at her power as she kissed him again. Bodie was a goner.

Rhiannon gave him a saucy grin and nibbled and licked his ear. Immediately goose pumps arose. He loved that, Rhiannon could tell by his squirming. Slowly she stared nibbling and kissing down his chest with a very obvious destination in mind. Bodie stopped her though.

“Oh no you don’t! I won’t survive that sort of teasing right now.” He pulled her back up and pinned her to the bed with a wicked grin. Rhiannon knew she was in trouble but could not summon up the energy to care.

Bodie was nibbling on her neck again God, he loves to bite Rhiannon thought as Bodie sent shivers up her spine and other places further south with his sharp little bites. At her continued squirming Bodie took both wrists in his hand and pinned them to the bed above her head. His eyes were so dark with pent up passion that they were nearly black.
“Now you’re definitely all mine. No Doyle, no R/T and no interruptions.” He sounded very pleased about it.

“And now that you’ve got me, what are you doing to do with me?” Rhiannon said cheekily smiling up at him.

“Make you scream!” He said smugly and Rhiannon knew he could and he went out of his way to prove it. He slid a warm hand under the elastic of the g-string and gently stroked her. Rhiannon moaned and Bodie chuckled. He scooted down the bed and gently pulled Rhiannon’s g-string off and stood there starring at her spread out over the bed just waiting for him.

“Your turn.” Rhiannon nodded towards the briefs and he grinned at her, a saucy sexy smile and stripped off the briefs and Rhiannon gasped.

“Oh my God!” Rhiannon said in awe struck wonder. Bodie stood in front of her stark naked and aroused with a huge grin plastered across his face. He climbed back on the bed and pulled her close snuggling up. Face to face, hip to hip as close as they could get without actually making love. Gently he ran his hands all over Rhiannon and she arched into him like a cat. His teasing was getting unbearable.

“Bodie please!” She begged. Bodie was playing her like a violin and Rhiannon was so damn horny. Gently Bodie slid two fingers into Rhiannon and she reared off the bed moaning. “Oh Bodie, please now.” She was impatient but ready.

“Are you sure?” He asked worriedly.

“You stop now and I’ll damn well shoot you myself.” Bodie chuckled at her words and carefully positioned himself. He could feel Rhiannon’s nails on his backside hurrying him along but wanted to do this right. Slowly he entered her and Rhiannon moaned with the feelings he was creating in her. Bodie had to hold back a groan himself. God she was hot and slick and tight and wonderful. He sheathed himself to the hilt and stopped.

“What?” Rhiannon whispered in the semi dark.

“Nothing, just enjoying the sensation” And Bodie slowly stared loving her properly.

Rhiannon picked up his rhythm quickly and they moved together like they’d been doing this for years. Rhiannon wrapped her legs around Bodie’s arse and he could feel the silkiness of the stockings and it nearly sent him over the edge. He’d developed an obsession with lingerie in one night. He defiantly wanted more. He was close to coming and picked up the rhythm. Rhiannon was moaning from beneath him and was close to coming herself. Bodie could feel her inner muscles contracting around him.

“Bodie.” She screamed as she came. Seconds later so did he. Sticky, sedated and totally spent Bodie collapsed on Rhiannon and she hugged him to her fiercely. He just lay there for a couple of minutes trying to get his heart beat back under control. Reluctantly he tried to move.

“No, stay.” Rhiannon held him to her.

“I’m too heavy.” Bodie said trying to move.

“No, you’re ok. Stay for a bit.” Rhiannon wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held him there. He felt too good to let go of just yet. Rhiannon was running her nails gently up and down Bodie’s back and he was content to just lie there.

“You’ll put me to sleep if you keep that up.” He said as he climbed off and laid down beside Rhiannon and pulled her close.

One thing that Rhiannon had been rather surprised to discover was that Bodie was a toucher. He loved to touch those he cared about and it seemed that at the moment Rhiannon was one of them. He was still touching her even now. Rhiannon giggled.

“What’s so funny?” Bodie asked sleepily.

“Just thinking that at least you’re not one of those men that gets his rocks off and then goes to sleep and snores.” She laughed as he ticked her.

“No I don’t snore and at the moment I’m too contented holding you to bother with sleep.” But he disproved that statement by yawning. “Sorry.”

Rhiannon dragged the covers back over them and snuggled back into Bodie’s arms. This was exactly where she wanted to be.

“Go to sleep love, I’ll see you in the morning.” Rhiannon kissed him and snugged up again to sleep. She felt like she didn’t have a bone in her body, all soft and pliable and well and truly loved. God he’s amazing was the last thought she had before she nodded off to sleep held in Bodie’s protective embrace.

Bodie woke to an empty bed and the sound of the shower running. For a moment, he lay there remembering last night with Rhiannon. A smile crossed his face as he padded across the room naked and slowly opened the bathroom door. Rhiannon was in the shower and it was definitely big enough for two. Quietly he closed the door and slid into the shower cubicle. Rhiannon shrieked with shock

“Morning gorgeous!” Bodie stole a kiss and grinned at her

“Don’t do that Bodie you scared the bejesus out of me.” Slowly Rhiannon’s heartbeat returned to normal – well as normal as it could be in a shower with Bodie.

“Give us a kiss.” Bodie said cornering her in the shower. He was in an excellent mood then again a beautiful woman and a night of loving always did that to him. Rhiannon complied. Bodie was getting turned on again but then Rhiannon seemed to have no difficulty in achieving that. She sneaked one hand around him and Bodie gasped, his hips bucking at the contact.

“Tease.” He mumbled into her shoulder. Rhiannon just shook her head. She had a wicked glint in her eye. She had Bodie corned in the shower; warm water cascading over both of them and Rhiannon kissed him and continued her administrations. Bodie threw back his head and groaned. He was going to loose it in a minute and could not care less. With a heart felt groan he came. Rhiannon kissed him, handed him the washer and ducked out of the shower before he could stop her.

Rhiannon stood in the bedroom hands to her cheeks. A furious blush stained her cheeks. Oh God, I don’t believe I just did that she thought embarrassed. It was one thing to do something like that in the privacy of darkness but in the shower first thing of a morning! What the hell will he think of me? Rhiannon wondered as she got dressed hurriedly. She squealed as two arms wrapped around her from behind.

“I’ll get you for that later!” Bodie growled in her ear and let go. He was safely wrapped in a gown from behind the door. Rhiannon could not think of any thing to say so she kept quite.

Twenty minutes later they walked into the dinning room. Kate and Percival were also there. Bodie was getting very suspicious of these two. Everywhere he and Rhiannon went they seemed to be.

“Good Morning” Kate called out. Bodie did not like the way Percival was eyeing off Rhiannon. He put his arm around her shoulders protectively. He pulled out a chair for Rhiannon and sat beside her. A couple of minutes later a waiter came out for their orders.

“You’re not really going to eat all that are you!” Rhiannon said shocked. She’d heard about Bodie’s famous appetite but had not quite believed it.

“Yes” Bodie said giving her a chuckle.

“I’m surprised you keep so trim eating like that Bodie.” Percival said rudely. Bodie glared at him.

“I do a lot of exercise. Boxing, Karate, Tai Kwan Do.” Percival looked decidedly worried by that piece of information but he’d taken a fancy to Rhiannon and had no intention of being put off by her over protective husband.

“What are you two up today?” Kate asked as a waiter brought their breakfast.

“Don’t know.” Bodie said around a mouth full of bacon and eggs. “What’s on offer?
He asked.

“They have tennis at 10:00 but it’s not much of a day for that or horse riding if that strikes your fancy. Have to rug up though its cold out.” Percival wanted Bodie out of the way. He had plans for Rhiannon. None of them good either. He knew Professor Harrington-Smyth would have his head if he knew but he had no intentions of getting caught.

“They have a Harley Davidson for hire if that’s more your fancy but is terribly expensive.” Kate wanted to get to the limit of their finances. Professor Harrington-Smyth wanted her to try to be-friend Rhiannon but Kate was far more interested in Bodie.

“Great” Bodie knew what he wanted to do today. He turned to Rhiannon “you want to be a bikie chick for a while?” Rhiannon looked shocked.

“Excuse me?” She said stunned.

“Hire the Harley for the day. Wind in your hair. Great way to see the countryside. Come on be adventurous.” Bodie was looking forward to this. He’d not been on a Harley in years. Ever since Ray had sold his. Shame that, it had been great fun.

“OK, I can’t go like this. I’ll go and get changed.” Rhiannon left and Bodie turned around in time to see Percival ogling her from behind.

“You’d better be careful, I’m watching you. She’s mine so hands off.” Bodie snarled at Percival and left. He ran up the stairs two at a time and barged into their room. Rhiannon had changed into a pair of jeans and boots. A forest green roll neck jumper and a caramel jacket. She looked adorable. Bodie gave her a quick kiss and led her from the room. They ran into Doyle in the foyer.

“I believe you’ve hired the Harley for the day. Have fun.” Doyle walked outside and the Harley was parked on the gravel in front. Rhiannon was fascinated and walked over to the bike leaving Bodie and Doyle talking on the steps.

“Watch that Percival for me will you. I don’t trust him. If you speak to Cowley, try to get a check on him. He’s more than just a guest.” Bodie said to Doyle softly.

“You’d better watch it yourself.” At Bodie’s raised eyebrow Doyle continued. “They’re getting suspicious about you two. A little less affectionate hey! They’re starting to doubt you’ve been married for 3 years. Have an argument or something and keep the sex under control. We’ve got your escapades last night down on tape and lets say they were most impressed.” Bodie chuckled at that thought. He’d actually forgotten about the taping.

“Yer OK, I was inspired. You obviously saw the get up. Who wouldn’t be? She corned me in the shower this morning also.” Doyle chucked his filthy chuckle.

“That’s the only place that is not taped so remember it.” He handed Bodie the keys to the bike and walked over the Rhiannon.

“Have fun Mrs. Bodie.” Rhiannon smiled and climbed onto the bike behind Bodie. She gave Doyle a cheeky wink and Bodie reeved the bike and they took off down the drive. Rhiannon had to hold on tight.

Doyle went inside to do some more snooping. Percival was standing on the steps watching Rhiannon and Bodie on the bike.

“Why don’t you hire it yourself tomorrow and take Kate for a ride.” Doyle said to him.

“No thanks. I’d rather have the beautiful Rhiannon.”

“I would not like to try it with her husband around. I don’t think he’d appreciate you fooling around with his wife. He seems very protective.” Doyle followed Percival into the house.

“I can take care of him.” Percival declared and Doyle really hoped he’d be around to see it. “Probably never done a hard day’s work in his life. Some rich play boy who managed to score a beautiful wife cause of the size of his wallet.” Percival continued bitterly. “The way they’re all over each other makes me sick. As if someone married for nearly, 4 years really carry on that way. Pah, I don’t believe it.” He stormed off into the house and left Doyle thinking about this whole strange conversation.

* * *

Rhiannon was having the time of her life. She’d never been on the back of a bike before but she was having a great time. The tie had come out of her hair miles back and it was streaming out behind her in the wind. She clung to Bodie and felt his body shift as he controlled the big bike with ease. With this sort of treatment, it would be so easy to fall in love with him. Don’t do it Rhiannon, you’ll regret it. She admonished herself but it was already too late. She’d fallen hard and fast. They’d been on the bike for a couple of hours when Bodie pulled in the parking lot of a small country pub.

“Hungry?” he swung off the bike and held out his hand to her.

“Ravenous. That was so much fun. It feels like I’m still on it.” She walked with him into the pub and headed straight for the loos. Bodie ordered their drinks and took them over to a table. Bodie took a sip of his beer and waited, his thoughts turning to Rhiannon.

She was fun, sexy and for the next two weeks at least, his. Somehow, that thought didn’t frighten the hell out him like it had previously. He remembered their behaviour in the shower this morning and chuckled. He’d not lost control like that for a damn long time and he had a few wicked plans for her. He’d found out along time ago about the benefits of handcuffs and intended to again. He could just image her handcuffed to that big four poster bed, wearing some more of that sexy lingerie, blindfolded maybe? Cut it out, you horny bugger, save it for later Bodie admonished himself as his jeans got noticeably tighter.

“My legs are all wobbly. I feel like I’m still on the bike, I can still feel the vibrations between my legs.” Rhiannon took a sip of her wine.

“I thought that’s what every woman wanted!” At Rhiannon’s questioning look he continued “a big vibrator between their legs.” Rhiannon choked on her wine and tried to slap him. She brushed the wine off her jumper and glared at him.

“If they’ve got you they don’t need it” she replied and this time it was Bodie’s turn to choke. Her eyes sparkled with mischief. Gotcha she thought.

“How to you think its going. Are they going to offer us a baby do you think?” Rhiannon asked. It was easy to forget this was the whole idea.

“OK but Ray thinks we should have a fight and lay off the sex for a bit. Don’t think much of that idea but maybe a fight would show its not all wine and roses on the marriage front? Apparently they’re suspicious about our affections.” Bodie took a sip of his beer and continued. “Seems to think we’re too loving for a couple that’s been married for nearly 4 years. Personally I reckon I’d be hot for you after 40 years.” Rhiannon’s breath caught at that comment. Oh if I could only have you for 40 years she thought wistfully, knowing it was not possible.

“OK what do you want to fight about.” Rhiannon was taking her lead from Bodie in this matter. She was no agent.

“No idea. Just start one. I’m quite sure I’ll manage to piss you off eventually. I don’t trust that Percival though. He’s got the hots for you and he wants me out of the way I’m sure of it and I think they’re the snoops for Professor Harrington-Smyth.”

“Are you sure? I felt quite sorry for Kate. She seems very nice but Percival treats her dreadfully. Would you treat your wife like that if she couldn’t give you children?” Bodie shook his head and finished off his beer.

“No chance of that – I don’t want kids anyhow.” Rhiannon looked at him amazed.

“You don’t! Why are you doing this then?”

“Cause Cowley told me to. Besides just cause I don’t want any of my own doesn’t mean I want to see them treated like some saleable commodity. If those girls want those children no one has the right to take that away from them and if they don’t that’s their business also.”

“You don’t want children, not ever?” Bodie shook his head, no. “What if it happened anyhow. Then what would you do?” Rhiannon could not leave it alone.

“Give her the money to take care of it but I’m careful and I’ve never had too.” Rhiannon recoiled in horror at Bodie’s casual words.

“That’s the most abhorrent thing I’ve ever heard.” Bodie had wanted an argument and he was about to get one.

“No more abhorrent than a man who would regularly belt the crap out of a bastard he didn’t want.” Bodie snarled as he caught up wit Rhiannon. She’s stormed off in a hissy fit.

She stopped at his words. She knew he’d run away at 14. Was this the reason? Bodie had not seen her stop and walked straight into her. He put his hands out to steady them. Wanting her comfort but knowing instinctively, he was not going to get it.

“Is that what your father did to you?” She asked quietly. Rhiannon could feel Bodie stiffen and pull away from her.

“Drop it Rhiannon, just drop it.” Bodie snarled at her as he climbed back on the bike. The whole day had been ruined. Damn that miserable old bastard Bodie thought, thinking for the first time in years of his father. Mean spirited, heavy handed, spiteful old drunk he thought bitterly. He could feel Rhiannon clinging to him as he tore around the country roads but his thoughts were elsewhere and they were not pleasant.

It seemed that all too soon they were pulling into the drive of the estate. Rhiannon was off the bike nearly before it had stopped. Bodie watched her run from him. The story of my bloody life he thought and tore out of the grounds again. He needed to get away and he’d paid for the damn bike for the whole day and he was going to use it. Damn her he thought viscously.

Rhiannon ran into the house and nearly collided with Kate. Oh damn Rhiannon thought, not wanting to talk to the snoopy woman.

“What’s wrong. Where’s Bodie?” Kate led Rhiannon into the lounge area and sat her down. Rhiannon shook her off angrily.

“Gone and I don’t bloody care where.” The anger came very easily. How could he be such an unfeeling selfish bastard? She thought and then immediately felt guilty about it. If her suspicions were correct, he had good reason not to want children.

“What happened.” Kate questioned handing Rhiannon a box of tissues.

“We had a fight over children – again.” Rhiannon sniffled and leant back against the lounge. Kate looked very concerned.

“Does that happen often?” She asked concerned.

“Yes, more so lately. I should be grateful for what I’ve got but all his money does not make a difference. I want a child and all his money does not make up for that. He promised me kids nearly 4 years ago and we still don’t have one.” Rhiannon sniffled again. Kate looked quite interested.

“You’ll get one here I’m sure of it. I mean to say that if these kids can have babies and they can’t keep them then why shouldn’t people like you who can afford them take them from them. I mean they can’t prove anything so what can they do and who would believe a girl like that anyhow.” Kate said vindictively. Rhiannon was shocked and it must have shown on her face.

“Oh come on Rhiannon, you aren’t stupid. You know that you’ve come here to buy a baby. Take what you want and go back to your normal privileged life. Why not if you can afford it.” Kate was pacing the room so she missed the look on Rhiannon’s face.

“What makes you think we’re rich. I mean this could be every last cent we have?” Kate turned on her.

“Oh come on. You’re wearing Harvey Benzene diamonds and they cost on average £10,000 for what you’ve got. You two went shopping yesterday and spent a couple of hundred of pound on clothes and that bloody Harley you’ve been cruising around on rents at £220 an hour and Bodie hired it for the whole day. Come on you do the math.” Kate snapped at her shrewishly. The whole world revolved around money it seemed. Kate stormed of in a huff and Rhiannon was left to her own thoughts and they were not pleasant.