Elysian Fields RPG

Simon looks at the beautiful young woman sitting across from him. "Was this the kind of place you meant, or was I a little too forward?" he asked her. "I know you said you missed company, I wasn't sure if you wanted this or something more subdued. Then again, this place is only as exciting as you want it to be, I'm sure there are people who actually join for the golf and while they know the more fun stuff goes on, they don't really bother with it." He shook his head, not really sure he would be able to handle that. He was on a trip to London, and Billie had mentioned not having much excitement in her life, so he'd brought her to the club after getting her to fill out all the membership paperwork.

"Of course," Simon added, "someone as pretty as you are wouldn't have any trouble finding company if that was what you wanted."

Simon stretched out as the door to their New York apartment closed behind him. He had no idea of Matt's precise schedule today, but he had had the chance to fly in, and he had taken it, because it wasn't like they had enough time together that he could afford to overthink heading to New York for a couple of days.

This wasn't the first time he'd surprised Matt, in fact with his slightly more flexible schedule he was often the one taking the coast to coast flight on the spur of the moment and being there when his partner walked in. Not that he counted whether the visits were scheduled or not, all that mattered to Simon was time with Matt, and he took it where he could find it.

His muscles ached after the flight, and he put his bag in the bedroom, hanging up the two suits he'd brought with him, and checked his messages. There was nothing that couldn't wait a few minutes, so he took the chance to take a shower, hoping the hot water would ease the ache. The water felt amazing and he groaned as it hit the ache, easing it out of him. He didn't linger, not having any reason to, and once he felt more relaxed, Simon dried off and headed back to the bedroom, pulling on comfortable sweats, something most of his casual acquaintances would never expect him to wear, and picking up his phone, checking for any messages. He and Matt would call the kids later, it was only early afternoon and they'd still be in school.

Simon did all he had to do on the phone and lay down. It was all too rare for him to lay down in the middle of the day, and he felt his eyes drifting closed. He was sure he'd wake - if he slept - before Matt came back, or Matt would wake him.