Featuring: Tobias x Casey Carrick, Ethan Ramsey, Diana Ellington-Rourke (F!OC)
The gallery was abuzz with activity, and for once, Ethan was actually enjoying himself until the worst occurred. He lifted his drink to his lips, hiding his words from prying eyes. His eyes, now tinged with disdain, locked onto Casey's. "Incoming donors," he grumbled.
Casey discreetly turned to see Dr. and Mr. Boylan heading their way. "Ethan," she said, a wide smile quickly forming on her lips, "they're funding fifty percent of our project, so be nice." She placed her drink on a passing server's tray and grabbed Ethan's hand. "Come on, dear, it's showtime."
Ethan glanced at Tobias, silently pleading for sympathy—or a quick rescue. "Your wife has no idea how much I hate mixing business with pleasure, does she?" he groaned.
But Tobias merely smirked. "You do pleasure? Who knew? You two kids go have fun now," he pat his friend on the back. "I'll be here."
As Tobias turned to examine a nearby painting, Diana noticed he was now alone. With a graceful stride, she crossed the room.
"Tobias," she said, her smile warm and inviting. "I hope you're enjoying yourself."
He returned her smile, every bit as charming.. "Very much so. Your work is incredible. I'm impressed, and I don't impress easily."
A waiter passed by, and Diana handed Tobias a flute of champagne. "That means a lot, coming from you."
"Does it?" he teased with a playful tone. "Then you’ll have to explain how Ethan Ramsey managed to score an invite to this soirée while I'm only here as my wife's plus-one."
Diana's melodic laughter floated above the room's ambient chatter. "Don't blame me. Blame my event planner. But," she paused, tapping a manicured finger thoughtfully against her glass, "how about a behind-the-scenes tour? I could show you the new series I'm working on if you promise to keep the details under wraps. Would that make it up to you?"
Intrigued, Tobias raised an eyebrow and downed the rest of his champagne. "It just might," he grinned. "Lead the way."
I (monogamous person) started dating a guy ( poly person) and am trying to make it work just as we are I only w him and he w me and other guys he dates and I’m trying to make it work bc I want to support and accept him as poly and not dismiss him or try to change him but I’m not sure if this is actually feasible because I am me and he is he. My question is have u heard of this before and do you know if it’s ever been successful a mono/poly relationship? Idk if we should work harder or just let it go.
Yes, it is a mono-poly relationship. To be brutally honest the bad news is that it the success rate is low. It is perhaps one of the hardest relationship models to make work. When it does work a major factor is that the mono person is aromantic and/or asexual. I am not saying it is impossible to make it work but it requires a lot of communication and personal security. You might want to consider if it is better to just be friends with person and for you to find a monogamous relationship that works for you.
The only other thing I would suggest is to explore if maybe there is a type or kind of non-monogamy that does work for you. Perhaps your other partners don’t like the same as his, maybe they are more platonic relationship (as in more than friends but not romantic/sexual).
I realized I'm polyamorous, but my partner is not okay with it, and I feel awful
Hey, I recently discovered that I am poly, and my partner and I talked about it. They came to the conclusion a few days ago that they can't handle a poly relationship at the moment due to personal reasons, and they don't know if they'll ever be comfortable with it.
I don't expect a solution, but do you have any advice? The exchange left me with a pit in my chest. I don't want them in a situation that they aren’t 100% okay with, I don't want to leave them ever, I love them so so much, but I also don't want to be stuck with this feeling forever.
I write about this topic on my FAQ here.
Essentially, this is a deeply human problem. Life is full of choices, and making those choices often requires us to let go of other options. This agony is well captured in Sylvia Plath’s metaphor of the fig tree. Taking a job in a big city with lots of community and nightlife means we can’t also live on a sprawling alpaca farm. Staying home and getting a good night’s rest means we’ll miss out on the concert our friends go to, and going to the concert means missing out on a good night’s rest.
I don’t mean to be glib - this is a painful situation! - but it’s not unique to polyamory and monogamy, and it’s not even unique to relationships. In your heart, you probably already know how to make choices and commit to them and let go of regret and resentment over what could have been, because you’ve been practicing it all your life.
If you want to stay with this person, you will have to make some sacrifices. You know that indefinite monogamy is a condition of this relationship. Sometimes we don’t get everything we want, and that sucks. You can be disappointed that life isn’t perfect, and you are free to grieve your lack of opportunity to try out a polyamorous relationship. But don’t let that regret or resentment fester. Remind yourself that this was something you chose freely, and that it’s worth it to you in order to stay in the relationship.
Imagine that your partner was severely allergic to cats, and being with them meant you could never have a pet cat. You might feel bummed out about this, and you might even feel a pang of longing when you visit a friend with a cat, but if you’ve decided that you’re willing to forgo cat ownership in order to date this person, that’s just the choice you gotta live with. Waking up every morning and being upset that you can’t have a cat, or constantly ruminating on your cat-less life, isn’t going to be healthy or fair.
You may discover that it’s just too much for you to give up, and that you really do feel that you need to try out polyamory, or own a cat, in order to be happy and fulfilled. In that case, you’ll still need to make a sacrifice to get what you want - you’ll need to leave that relationship. Which will also be a painful loss, and it will also feel awful, but it will be necessary in order to pursue the life you want.
Ultimately, only you can decide what sacrifices you are willing to make. Only you can choose which fig to reach out and pluck, and which others to let fall to the ground uneaten. The fact that we have to choose is often aggravating and painful, and no one likes facing a tough choice, but it’s necessary and entirely survivable.
I am sorry that you’ve found yourself in a situation where you can’t get everything you want, and that you feel a “pit” in your chest. Try to give it time, know that you are fully able to cope with disappointment, and then do what you need to do to live your best life in this flawed, complicated reality.
Although I'm the hinge of a V, with a monoamorous partner, and an ambi-leaning-monoamorous partner that I added later, it's definitely not for everyone, and took a lot of work.
Qualities to look for, if you are interested in a monoamorous partner while being polyamorous yourself - ability to communicate clearly; ability to "entertain themselves" - aka, enjoying their alone time, or having hobbies of their own; an ability to stay friendly with or about exes (not necessarily all of them, and exceptions obviously can be made for some types of breakups) - no "they broke my heart so I slashed their tires" types.
I'd also recommend looking for someone who has long term goals similar to yours, or it is VERY likely that they will find someone monoamorous to live their life with instead of you (though going back to the last point - if you think you could be friends with them after a breakup and they seem like it too, and you're open to relationships that are off the relationship escalator, that's also fine). Having long-term goals in common instead of just short term one increases the chance of a long term relationship working out. Obviously, that's also not a requirement - but if it is, it's something to consider.
AU Premise: What happens when something that was supposed to be just fun turns into something real? When true love enters the equation between two people who view the very concept of love in different ways, can it work? In this alternate universe, we'll follow Casey and Tobias (and some others along the way) on their journey, where a happy ending is what both desire, but (as in life) nothing is guaranteed.
Fandom: Open Heart, Choices**
Pairing: Tobias Carrick x Casey MacTavish F!MC
Characters: Ethan Ramsey, Jackie Varma and OCs: Vivian Carrick, Jordan Carrick, Rose D'Allesandro, Addie Larkin, David MacTavish, Peter MacTavish, Diana Ellington-Rourke
Rating: Teen
Words: 5,300
Chapter Summary: The chapter begins with friends and family gathering for Tobias and Casey's big day. There is much revelry to be had, but for some, emotions run high. Later, the couple has settled into a happily married life where the honeymoon never seems to end. But as they prepare to celebrate their third anniversary, Casey receives an offer that is hard to refuse. Will that change things?
A/N: Participating in @choicesaugustchallenge Day 30 - Summer Wedding. A huge thank you to @angelasscribbles for prereading this for me!
The news spread like wildfire. It only took days for all of Boston to be abuzz over the engagement of Drs. Tobias Carrick and Casey MacTavish; it only took a few more before it was news in their hometowns, too. The announcement was met with a blend of joy and levity. While those who knew him had had a few years to get used to Tobias trading his swinging single life, and most were thrilled about his union with Casey, a dose of good-natured ribbing was bound to take place.
His mother, Vivian, was overjoyed and initiated her plans to deliver an August wedding that would leave people talking for years at once. With two confirmed bachelors as sons, she never thought she’d live to see this day, and she wasn't containing her excitement. When she stopped in to see Casey the morning of the wedding, she informed the young woman that she was erecting an altar for her daughter-in-law-to-be in her backyard, and Casey wasn't sure if she was joking.
In Casey’s corner of the world, her mother, Rose, was equally enthusiastic. Her reaction warmed Casey’s heart despite her fears over the inevitable conversations about how her father, David, would fit into the wedding plans. Those negotiations were fraught with tension and left Casey in tears - that’s the thing about the emotional baggage childhood delivers: it never fully goes away.
But Tobias was having none of it; he was totally serious about eloping if they failed to get their act together, and Casey was completely on board. That ultimatum was all Vivian needed to hear before she put the fear of God into both the D’Allesandro and MacTavish families. She promptly called a meeting, telling Tobias and Casey that she would take care of it all. Within an hour, Vivian emerged from the locked room with a satisfied grin and nary a hair out of place, assuring, “They will behave.”
Now, after months of planning and fuss... the day was finally here. It was time to celebrate the happy couple's love and commitment, and they were on top of the world.
After a chaotic morning, Casey was enjoying a quiet moment alone before the ceremony began. The soft hum of voices and laughter of guests who had gathered outside seeped through the venue’s walls as she adjusted the final touches of her wedding gown, its delicate lace and satin catching the light just so when Ethan entered the room.
His arrival went unnoticed. So, he leaned against the doorframe, allowing himself a few precious moments to take her in. A broad smile tugged at his lips, despite a hint of sadness lingering in his eyes. Clearing his throat to make his presence known, he moved toward her with the ease and familiarity of their long-standing bond.
“It’s not too late to run away,” he said with a playful grin. “Just say the word, and I’ll drive the getaway car.”
Casey turned toward him, her smile bright as her eyes met his. Ethan. Her dear friend, Ethan. While some might balk at a bride having her former lover as one of her bridal attendants, Tobias wholeheartedly supported her choice. He understood the depth of their friendship and was pleased that Casey would have him by her side on this special day. He wanted nothing more than for his bride to have everything her heart desired.
“Come on, Ethan," she teased. "You and Tobias buried the hatchet years ago. Do you really want to hurt him that bad?”
“Of course I don’t," he smiled. "And that would absolutely kill him.” He took a deep breath, his eyes still reflecting the bittersweet emotions in his heart. “You look absolutely stunning, Casey. You’re going to take Tobias’s breath away.”
“Thank you,” she blushed.
“He doesn’t deserve you – you know that, right?”
Casey winked playfully and adjusted the layers of her skirt. “I know!”
The tender moment burst when Jackie rushed into the room, her nervousness palpable. “Hate to bust this party up, but the photographer needs us in 15 minutes, and I have to finish getting the princess camera ready.”
Ethan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Not ready? She's gorgeous! How can you improve on that?”
Casey chuckled softly. “See, I told you I needed him around to bolster my ego! But I do have some last minute touches to complete.” She shooed Ethan away. “Go - go join the other attendants and have fun. I’ll be down before you know it.”
Jackie clapped her hands the moment Ethan exited the room. “It’s almost showtime! You ready?”
Casey beamed with a joy that radiated from inside. “You better believe I am! I can’t believe it’s already time!”
Jackie looked at her friend in the mirror, her smile faltering just a bit. “I’m so happy for you,” she whispered. “But you do have the prenup in order, right?”
The smile fell from Casey's face. “Jackie! Is that any way to talk to me 30 minutes before my wedding?” She tried to keep the mood light, but there was an unmistakable trace of annoyance in her voice. But it would take more than that to deter Jackie.
“You didn’t answer?”
Casey’s heart sank as she turned to her friend. “His family’s attorneys sent one over last week, but Tobias lost his mind. He insisted he didn’t want one; we’re going to be together forever, so…”
Jackie rolled her eyes, and it didn't go unnoticed. “Jackie, really? You’re my maid of honor! Tell me you’re joking about this! These are supposed to be the happiest moments of my life.”
Jackie’s internal struggle had her light-headed. She loved Casey, and she loved Tobias, too. She couldn’t deny their relationship had proven even the greatest skeptics wrong; they’d be relationship goals personified if not for that one promise. She was the only one who knew Casey had made it three years before, and if Tobias ever called in the offer of dabbling in non-monogamy, she wasn’t confident her friend would be able to handle it; if that happened, she doubted their marriage would survive. Still, Casey was relying on her, so Jackie forced herself back to the present.
“You know I’m an asshole,” she grinned. “I’m joking, girl. I love you, and I love Tobias, too. Come on. Let’s get you ready to marry your man.”
Casey took a deep breath as Jackie delicately placed the veil on her head. She’d have to be a fool to pretend she couldn't read Jackie's thoughts. Yet, at this moment, her heart was overflowing with joy, leaving no room for doubts. She loved Tobias with all her heart, and his love for her ran just as deep. She couldn’t imagine being happier than she was today. Yes, Casey was confident... this was forever.
The ceremony went off without a hitch; a Hollywood director couldn’t have scripted it better. Tobias wiped away tears as Casey walked down the aisle. She had opted to walk alone, and at that moment, he silently promised she’d never be alone again. Casey had struggled to hold back her tears - her make-up was flawless, after all - but her husband’s heartfelt vows diminished her resolve. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house when the officiant pronounced them husband and wife; the joy was unmistakable.
Vivian had meticulously planned the reception to be an elegant affair, but with Tobias & Casey as the bridal couple, there was bound to be some debauchery. Still, the revelry was kept in check, and after a couple of hours of staying glued to each other’s side, they began making the rounds. Tobias was on the dance floor with his friend Addie, who Casey had finally managed to wrangle into a bridesmaid’s dress.
“And they said it couldn’t be done,” Addie grinned.
“Ehh, that was a long time ago. Tell me you haven’t expected this from the moment I met Casey?”
“The moment? No. Absolutely not,” Addie laughed. “A year in... mmmm... maybe. But all I know is I’ve never seen you smile like this. I’m really happy for you, T.”
Tobias’s beamed, his face a picture of pride, joy, and contentment. “Thank you. I’m happy for me, too.” As they continued to dance, Addie leaned in closer, and Tobias returned to the playful banter that marked their friendship.
“Hey, I just realized... you’re here alone tonight. You’re always whining that you only get plus ones on your invites. Casey and I give you a plus two, and who do you bring? No one!”
“Relax!” she chortled. “It wasn’t intentional. My boyfriend is traveling with his band, and my girlfriend was going to come, but her Mom got sick, and she had to fly back to Dallas yesterday.”
“That’s too bad. I was hoping to get to know them better; I swear you’re hiding them from me.”
“That’s not true,” she insisted. “The three of us are just pretty independent. But on the upside, I’m here stag, so if I run into any cute guests...”
Tobias barked out a laugh, “They won’t have a chance against you!”
Just then, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to find his mother, resplendent in an emerald green satin gown. “Mind if I cut in?” she asked.
Addie raised her hands with a playful smile. “As if I’d argue with you, Vivian.” She gave Tobias a quick kiss on the cheek before hurrying off.
Tobias took his mother in his arms, his heart full of love and gratitude. “Have I mentioned how grateful I am for all you’ve done for us today?”
“A few times,” she nodded. “But please continue. I think I'm entitled to hear it multiple times since you made me wait so damn long for this day."
Tobias chuckled, and then his gaze landed on Casey. “I think it was worth the wait, don’t you?”
Vivian followed his line of sight and nodded with a smile. “Absolutely! Casey is a gem. I love her as if she is my own." She turned back to her son with a sigh. "You did good, Tobias. Now, don’t mess this up!”
“I promise, Mom. See that smile on her face? I intend to make sure she looks that way every day for the rest of her life."
“That’s what I want to hear,” she smiled as they swayed to the music. “Is she enjoying the day?” taking a half-step back, she changed her tone. “Has her family been behaving?”
Tobias winced slightly, and Vivian knew he was grappling to decide if he should tell her the truth. “Overall, yes... but her Father and one of his relatives were overheard discussing how relieved they are that she ended up marrying a man.”
“Oh, for God’s sake!” Vivian spat. “Do I need to intervene?”
“No,” Tobias laughed. “We don't want bloodshed at the wedding, Ma. Besides, Casey shook it off, and her cousin, Peter, made it very clear that they needed to knock it off. Let’s just say I’m confident there won’t be any more incidents.”
“Well, as long as Casey is all right.”
“She is; she told me nothing is going to spoil today for her... for us.”
“I’m glad,” Vivian smiled. “Because this is a glorious day and if anyone messed it up... no promises on the bloodshed.”
The reception was winding down, but the sounds of laughter, clinking glasses, and soft music still filled the air. Casey was sitting at a table with friends, their spirits high as they recounted funny stories from the past and talked about the day’s events. Casey had her head tilted back in laughter when Tobias slipped up behind her and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
“All right, this has been the best day of my life, baby, but we have a honeymoon in Bali to get to... and honey... do I have plans for you.”
Sienna raised an eyebrow as she put down her drink. “So, what you’re saying is, in a couple of days, this will be demoted to the second or third best day of your life?”
Tobias’s brother Jordan chuckled from the other end of the table. “Well, their honeymoon is 14 days long, so this is going to be his 15th best day real soon.”
Casey rolled her eyes as the group burst into laughter, and then she looked at Jackie and Sienna’s way. “I should go get changed. Jackie, Sienna, mind helping me out of this dress?”
“Hey!” Tobias interjected with a teasing grin. “Isn’t that my job?”
“There will be plenty of time for that on the honeymoon,” Casey winked, giving him a gentle shove before she headed off, leaving Tobias and his friends behind. He ordered a bottle of the restaurant’s finest Scotch to continue the celebration. When it arrived, Ethan took it in hand, visibly approving the choice. He poured a glass for everyone as the toasting began.
“Here’s to Tobias!” Bryce started. “The man who swore he’d never do something as crazy as this, and look at him now... he’s totally whipped.”
“Seriously,” his brother, Jordan, chimed in. “I’m so happy, and not just because you took some family pressure to get hitched off of me! As the now sole confirmed bachelor of the Carrick family, I wish you the very best... Casey is precious - now, don’t screw this up!”
Ethan was the next to go. “To Tobias. You’ve married a wonderful woman. Casey’s very lucky but nowhere near as lucky as you. Remember to appreciate every moment.”
“Salut!” the friends toasted as Ethan forced a smile. Seated at Tobias’s side, his friend Addie looped her arm in his and raised her glass.
“Hey, I’m not getting left out of this!” she insisted with a grin. “Cheers to my dear friend Tobias—the one person I thought was less likely to settle into monogamy than me. Just look at you proving us all wrong. But I get it... Casey is amazing, and I’m genuinely, truly happy for you.”
“Thank you," he winked. "So, you gonna join me over here on this monogamy train."
“Oh, no fucking chance!” Addie laughed.
There was only one person left, Casey’s cousin Peter. Both were only children, and they grew up closer than most siblings, and all eyes were on him when he raised his glass.
“Tobias, I’ve watched the love between you and Casey grow over the past three years. It’s hard to believe, but every time I see you, it appears to deepen and grow. I couldn't be happier for both of you. Here’s to a future filled with love, laughter, and everything your hearts desire. But remember... be good to her.”
“I wouldn’t dream of treating her any other way," Tobias insisted.
“Good,” Peter laughed, giving Ethan’s shoulder a playful slap on the shoulder. “Then you’ll save the two of us the trouble of having to dispose of your body.”
They all raised their glasses and drank. The warmth of the Scotch reflected the warm feeling in the room. Surrounded by love and well wishes, Tobias and Casey continued their journey. Neither could wait for the life they were about to build.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The fluorescent lights in the diagnostic team’s office created the illusion of midday, even as dusk approached outside. What had once been a sterile, impersonal space had transformed over the years, thanks to Casey’s loving touch. Shelves that were once filled solely with medical journals and textbooks now showcased lush plants and carefully chosen photos. Ethan had initially approved the more formal shots— the team at award dinners, conferences, and the like—but Casey had managed to slip in some candid moments, too. Memories that highlighted the friendship the members of the team shared. Now, photos of them at local festivals, picking pumpkins in the fall, turning green at amusement parks, and smiling on a sunset cruise dotted the room. She had argued that they spent more time at work than they did at home, so their space should reflect that. Eventually, Ethan relented—with Casey involved, no one was surprised.
That cozy spot was where Casey, Ethan, and Jackie found themselves today as their workdays wound down. The faint hum of hospital activity provided a soothing background noise as their conversations turned to weekend plans. Ethan was attending a philharmonic concert, Jackie wanted nothing more than to catch up on sleep, and Casey couldn’t have been more excited to celebrate her third wedding anniversary.
“Three years already? How is that possible?” Jackie marveled.
“You made it to three years!” Ethan joked. “How is that possible?”
“Meh,” Casey smirked. “We have oodles of kinky sex and great communication – we’re set for life!”
“Ugh,” Jackie groaned. “Did you have to bring the conversation there, Ethan?”
“Me?!” He protested. “Casey’s the one who turned this conversation.”
“Don’t act all puritanical, Dr. Ramsey!” Casey laughed. “My third wedding anniversary should bring back good memories for you, too.”
“This again?” Ethan moaned. “When are you going to let it go?”
“As soon as you call her! You convincing Addie to go home with you once after my wedding is not enough to satiate me! You should know that! You two would be so good together.”
“Wait! Is that how he told you it happened!” Jackie jumped in. “I was there, and Addie was the one doing the seducing. Ramsey didn’t stand a chance.”
Ethan took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “It was a one-time private thing. You all really have to move on.”
“Fine!” Casey sighed. “I’ll just go on representing the happily married contingent of the diagnostic team for the foreseeable future.”
Just then, Tobias entered the room, his larger-than-life presence immediately commanding attention.
“Is that my beautiful wife talking? If so, you represent that contingency very well, baby.” With effortless charisma, he leaned over Casey’s chair and placed a lingering kiss on her lips.
“Great. Now we’re subjected to these two,” Ethan grumbled as Jackie groaned in agreement.
“What?” Tobias grinned as he poured a cup of coffee. “We’re at work! I know how to contain myself, you know.”
The room went silent as three sets of eyes stared at him incredulously. “All right, all right,” he smirked. “I know how to dial it down... to a degree. But you can’t blame me,” he added, sitting beside Casey. “The honeymoon never ends with this one.”
“Why are you here so early?” Casey asked, politely steering the conversation. “Your shift doesn’t begin for another hour.
“Correct, but yours ends in fifteen minutes. I thought we could grab dinner together in the cafeteria before you head out. You know,” he said, looking pointedly at Ethan. “Because my boss is an asshole who keeps scheduling us on opposite shifts.”
“That’s not true!” Ethan defended. “I go out of my to....”
“Relax! Relax!” Tobias laughed. After all these years, he still knew how to push Ethan’s buttons. “I’m teasing. Honestly, you do a great job making sure Casey and I get time together, and I appreciate it.”
Casey’s expression grew momentarily serious as her eyes met Ethan’s with a knowing look, but if Tobias noticed, he didn’t let on.
“So what do you say, baby? Dinner?” he asked.
Casey looked at her watch and nodded. “I do have errands to run after work. But if we go right now, I can squeeze you in.”
“Oh, honey, you can’t say squeeze me in and....”
“STOP IT!” Jackie yelled, holding her ears, and the happy couple laughed as they walked down the hall.
They settled into a quiet corner of the cafeteria, two chicken potpies—one of the better offerings—steamed between them. Casey smiled warmly at Tobias and reached across the table to gently squeeze his hand. She was so happy to see him, but she knew they had to tell him some news.
“Tobias,” she began, her voice tinged with apprehension. “You know the research Ethan and I have been doing on the inequities in diagnosing women’s health conditions?”
“Of course,” he replied, digging into his food. “You’ve been passionate about it. I really believe that if you keep at it, you could help bridge that gap and make a real difference.”
“Well,” she said, a mix of pride and nervousness in her eyes, “Apparently, you’re not the only one who thinks so. The National Institutes of Health agrees, and they’ve offered us an enormous grant to continue our studies. They want us to create a blueprint and train others nationwide.”
His eyes widened in disbelief as he grabbed her hand. “Honey! That’s incredible! This is huge! I’m so, so proud of you!”
“Thank you, baby,” she said softly. “But... I’m not sure I’m going to participate. I told Ethan I needed some time to think about it.”
He looked at her, both shocked and concerned. “You... you what?”
“Tobias, it’s difficult enough for us to make time to be together now. If I take this on, it’ll be in addition to my regular work. It means long hours and a lot of travel; I don't know if it's a good idea.”
“Hon, we’ll figure it out,” he said firmly. “This is the opportunity of a lifetime. You can’t turn it down. I won’t let you.”
Casey’s face twisted, her eyes filling with tears. “But we were talking about possibly starting a family soon,” she whispered. “This would put that on hold indefinitely.”
“Possibly,” He replied gently. “We didn't even decide for sure if we wanted kids.”
“But we were leaning that way.”
“And we still can,” he reassured her. “I’m the old one here, you’re not. If we have to delay it, so be it. But baby, you can’t pass this up opportunity.”
“You really wouldn't mind?” she asked, her eyes searching his face for any sign of hesitation.
“Mind? Do you have any idea how much I'm going to brag about this?” he grinned. “I'm going to be incorrigible. What does your wife do? Oh, that’s cute. Let me tell you about my wife.” He slid his chair closer to hers and brushed a stray hair from her face before he gave her a playful kiss. “Not only is my wife gorgeous,” he kissed her again. “Not only is she hot as hell,” another kiss. “She’s brilliant, and she's going to change the world.” He pulled her closer, this time capturing her lips in a lingering kiss, deeper and more intense. “My wife,” he whispered, “is perfect in every way, and I’m so glad she’s mine.”
A lump formed in Casey’s throat as tears filled her eyes. “Have I ever told you how happy I am that I married you?”
“Yes,” he grinned. “But tell me again.”
“Have I told you how...” but Tobias silenced her by gently placing a finger over her lips.
“Not now,” he whispered. “Later, when I get home from work. In bed, naked... tell me then.”
“Hey, if that’s how you want me to tell you, I won’t just tell you... I’ll show you, too!”
“That’s the idea,” he smirked.
Casey hugged him, noticing the time on the clock over his shoulder. “Oh, shoot! I’m sorry, honey, but I have to go.”
“What's so important that you’re cutting our time short?” he asked, holding tight to her hand.
“I have anniversary plans to attend to,” she smiled as she cleared her place.
“But that’s not until Saturday?” He groaned. “Why do you have to go now?”
Casey gave him a knowing look. “I need to make sure my lingerie is in order,” she winked. "You wouldn't want to interfere with that."
“All right,” he sighed dramatically, making a show of dropping her hand. “Then go! Get out of here. Please, go!”
“Fine!” she giggled, picking up her tray.
“And remember,” he called after her, “the traditional gift for the third anniversary is leather. Feel free to add that to the mix.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as she walked away.
Tobias chuckled to himself as a resident glanced over, looking a bit horrified. “What?” Tobias grinned, unbothered. "One more trip to HR won’t kill me.... and she's worth it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Casey hustled out of Edenbrook and headed toward the South End neighborhood they called home, with a smile tugging at her lips. The whole “lingerie situation” was already under control —she’d taken care of that weeks ago. But she had another stop to make, the Beacon Gallery.
She’d commissioned a painting by an up-and-coming artist to give to Tobias as an anniversary gift, and he asked for her to stop by and see it before he finished the work. The piece was eclectic, blending hues of their favorite colors and incorporating elements and symbols representing key moments from their time together. The general viewer might not decipher its meaning, but Casey knew Tobias would take one look at it, and his heart would melt.
The way Casey spoke about Tobias and described the deep love they shared moved the artist to name the piece Eternal Love. Casey smiled at the sentiment, believing it perfectly captured their bond.
But the gallery's owner balked at the idea. “That’s tempting fate!” He insisted. “Why do anything to welcome bad luck.”
Casey brushed him off, replying with confidence. “We don't need luck. We make our own own.”
The evening was beautiful, so when she left the gallery, she decided to take the long way home, strolling through the familiar streets she knew and loved so well. She was headed toward their favorite bakery to pick up a few things for dinner, when something unexpected caught her eye—a new gallery, one she was certain they’d never visited before.
She tried to recall if Tobias ever mentioned a new gallery opening. She was certain he had taken her to every existing gallery in Boston and beyond, and she was confident this one was new.
With her curiosity piqued, she crossed the street and gazed into the window. The artwork displayed was stunning—vibrant colors, bold strokes, and intricate details that she knew Tobias would love. The gallery itself looked almost empty, as if it was still being set up, so she decided to step inside.
The scent of fresh paint and varnish greeted her, as did crisp white walls that made the few displayed pieces stand out even more. Several other pieces remained wrapped, leaned against each other and a few sculptures were scattered throughout.
An abstract painting in the back of the gallery caught her eye. Its swirling, contrasting shades of blues, pinks, ombre, white, and gold danced across the canvas, evoking images of the four seasons. There was something both calming and chaotic about it, and it resonated with her. She reached out, almost touching the canvas, when a voice broke the silence.
“Hello,” a woman’s voice echoed.
Casey turned to find a tall, slender woman headed her way. Her sea of dark curls streaked with golden highlights was piled on top of her head, with a few curls cascading down onto her flawless tawny skin. She was beautiful in a way that was almost surreal like a figure in a painting come to life. Her movements were fluid and graceful, and as her warm, dark eyes met Casey’s, she momentarily forgot how to speak.
“Oh!” Casey replied, taking a startled step backward. “I’m so sorry—I didn’t realize! I’ll come back when—”
“No, no, it’s fine,” the woman said with a melodic laugh. “I won’t make any friends in my new neighborhood if I shoo everyone away.” She wiped her hands on the paint-splattered apron tied around her waist and extended a hand. “I’m Diana. I'm an artist - and I own the gallery, too.”
Casey relaxed, taking the woman’s hand. “I’m Casey. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Is all this your work?”
Diana looked around the room with pride. “Most of it is, but not everything.” She nodded toward the painting Casey had been admiring. “Do you like that one? That is mine.”
“I do,” Casey replied, eyes returning to the painting. “It’s beautiful and captivating. From one angle, it’s so calming, but from another, it feels chaotic. It’s like it symbolizes… life.”
Diana’s smile widened. “That’s exactly what I was going for. Not everyone sees it right away. Are you an artist yourself? Or a collector, perhaps?”
“Me?” Casey laughed, shaking her head. “Oh, no! When it comes to art appreciation, I’m a novice at best. My husband is the connoisseur in the family. He may be a doctor, but art is woven into his DNA. He’s spent the better part of the last six years trying to bring me up to speed, but I'm afraid I still feel like a fish out of water around it.”
“Well, you’ve got a great eye,” Diana smiled. “And I love that you’ve taken an interest in something so important to your husband. That’s very special.”
“Thank you,” Casey smiled. “Actually, I just came from the Beacon Gallery. Our anniversary is Saturday, and I commissioned a painting for him. But I’ve got to admit…” She glanced back at the abstract. “I think he’d like this one even more.”
“Well, I certainly won’t stop you from buying another piece,” Diana winked, and Casey couldn’t help but be charmed.
“So, you’re new to Boston?” Casey asked.
“Yes,” Diana replied. “I have other galleries; my largest is in LA, and I have a smaller one near my home in Colorado. But I’ve wanted to establish an East Coast presence for a long time now. I came to the SoWa Winter Festiva last year and fell in love. Do you know when you can just feel from that start that it's going to be a perfect fit?"
"I do," Casey grinned. "When will you be opening? I can’t wait to see the rest of your work.”
“I officially open in two weeks, but I’m hosting a grand opening party next Saturday. It’s by invitation only, but I’d love for you and your husband to join us.”
Casey’s eyes lit up. “Really? Oh my God, he’ll be thrilled! Our anniversary is this Saturday—that would make the perfect addition to my gift.”
“I love that,” Diana said, clapping her hands together. “How many years are you celebrating?”
“Three."
“Ah, leather,” Diana playfully winked. “I assume you’ve already taken care of the traditional gift?"
Casey burst out laughing. “You knew that too quickly—you must be married yourself.”
“I am, and I have a crystal anniversary coming up. Fifteen years next month.”
“Fifteen?" Casey was stunned. "Wow, what did you do? Get married at ten?”
“I knew I liked you the moment I laid eyes on you, Casey," Diana chuckled. “But now, you're my best friend! I’m so glad you stopped by—you’re officially my first friend in my new town.”
“I consider that an honor,” Casey said, genuinely touched. Her eyes landed on a stack of brochures on a nearby table. “Mind if I take a few of these? I work at Edenbrook Hospital, and I could hand them out to some of my peers.”
“I've got a beautiful new friend, and she's helping me spread the word? This really is my lucky day,” Diana said, handing her a stack of brochures and two elegant invitations. “I really hope to see you both at the grand opening.”
“I wouldn't miss it!” Casey smiled, tucking the brochures and invitations into her bag. “And don’t be surprised if I stop by before then. I wouldn't mind another sneak peek."
“Please do!” Diana enthused. “I’d love the company, and you can tell me all the good places to go in the neighborhood. If I don't find a good iced matcha latte soon, I might lose my mind."
“Ah! I know just the place! I'll be sure to stop in if I see you here!"
Casey walked home with a sense of contentment. Her day had started with a bright opportunity and now, she felt like she found something special in that gallery... and in Diana. She couldn’t wait to tell Tobias all about it.
When she arrived home, she set the brochures on the kitchen counter, and her fingers brushed over the invitations as she thought about how much Tobias would love this surprise. It really was the perfect addition to her anniversary gift: a new place they could explore together and a night where they could dress up to boot! She already had the perfect dress in mind.
She carefully hid the invitations in a box toward the back of her closet, not far from the lingerie and a few leather items that would be making an appearance on Saturday, as well. The thought made her smile; she couldn’t wait to celebrate! As she glanced at the clock, she realized Tobias would be home in a few hours. She had so much to look forward to. As she stepped into the shower, allowing the steam and warm water to envelop her, she felt a peace that soothed her to her core. It had been a wonderful day filled with new opportunities, new connections, and the promise of even more to come. She was so fortunate, and she couldn’t wait for all that was ahead.
AU Premise: What happens when something that was supposed to be just fun turns into something real? When true love enters the equation between two people who view the very concept of love in different ways, can it work? In this alternate universe, we'll follow Casey and Tobias (and some others along the way) on their journey, where a happy ending is what both desire, but (as in life) nothing is guaranteed.
Fandom: Open Heart, Choices **
Pairing (This Chapter): Tobias Carrick x Casey MacTavish F!MC Other Characters: Ethan Ramsey, Jackie Varma, Bryce Lahela OC: Halle Williams (mentioned), OC: Addie Larkin, OC: Vivian Carrick.
Rating: Teen
Words: 5,300
Chapter Summary: Three years into their relationship, Tobias and Casey are still the couple to be. But as big changes take place around them, Casey faces internal struggles, while Tobias wonders if the two of them are still on the same page.
A/N: It took much longer to get this chapter up than expected; that was mostly because I forgot I was hosting Tobias Carrick Appreciation Week (you can check that out here!), and then work decided to explode! Hopefully, life will be kind, and I can get back on a normal schedule with this! I got it up just in time for the last day of Non-Monogamy Awareness Week - even though we haven't gotten to that NM part yet! lol
Participating in @julychallenge Pink: Love, Optimistic, Vulnerable, Friendship Black: The Unknown
SERIES MASTERLIST
SERIES INFORMATION
MY MAIN MASTERLIST
Tobias loved few things more than mornings like this: mornings when he could wake up on his own accord without work or other obligations beckoning. Days that started with the sunshine beaming in the window or the birds chirping outside, or days like today when he was awakened by the best reason of all.
His heavy silk comforter shifted unexpectedly, leaving his legs exposed and pulling him from his groggy haze. A smile was on his lips before his eyes had a chance to open when Casey’s arm encircled him in a warm embrace. It didn’t matter that they’d been together three years now; he knew in his heart he’d always cherish starting his day like this.
“Good morning, gorgeous,” he said with a raspy voice. His smile growing exponentially when her naked body squirmed against his, relishing the warmth between them.
“Mmmm. Morning,” she whispered. “Can we stay asleep a little bit longer?”
“We could, but then I won’t get any alone time before you’re off to work.”
“Sure you can,” she yawned. “We can have alone time sleeping.”
“Fine,” he chuckled. He never could put up much of a fight when it came to her.
An hour later, a sleepy Casey shuffled into the kitchen with little recollection of their earlier exchange. Her eyes were half closed, and she would have still been in bed if the aroma of Tobias’s French toast hadn’t beckoned her from afar. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, wearing no more than his flannel pajama top.
“You’re making me French toast!” she sang.
“Mmm hmm. Your favorite,” he smiled. “And you’re wearing my pajama top.”
“Mmm hmm,” she mimicked, well aware of the effect that had on him. “Your favorite.”
“You better believe it is,” he replied, knowing it would take all his strength to focus on breakfast.
He told her to sit and made a grand display of serving her. After just one bite, Casey began to make those noises he adored. He'd heard them at this kitchen table before, sometimes with the two of them seated at it, sometimes with the two of them on top of it, and they were music to his ears either way. He barely touched his food, too enraptured watching her enjoy hers. Those closest to them wondered when they’d emerge from that blissful bubble most couples found themselves in at the start of a relationship, but three years in, the two of them showed no signs of the bubble bursting.
Casey was mid-bite and running her toe up his bare leg when she caught him staring her way.
“Yes?” she asked playfully.
“Yes...,” he affirmed. “That’s what I want you to say.”
“Oh, really?” She teased. “Who knows, I just might... depending on your question.”
He took her hand, his eyes warm and sincere. “Move in with me.”
It wasn’t the first time he had asked her. It wasn’t even the twentieth; by now, he had lost count. And each time, she answered the same way. “Eventually.” She’d remind him that she was with him most of the time, her landlord had forgotten what she looked like by now, but that didn’t matter to Tobias. He wouldn’t be content until her name was next to his on the mailbox, and now, the stakes were even higher.
“Tobias...” she sighed, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “You know what I’m going to....”
“Eventually,” he huffed. Normally, he took it in stride, but he couldn't find it in himself to do that today. Pulling his hand back, he began to clear the table.
“Baby,” she said, rising to his side. “Please don’t be upset.”
“I’m not upset, Casey, I’m not.”
“Then what are you?”
“I’m... I don’t know. I guess I’m hurt... a little. I don’t understand why the woman I love, the woman I know loves me, seems to find the idea of living with me to be so abhorrent.”
“I don’t! If I believed that, do you think I’d be here all the time? I love you and love being with you. Why is it so important to you that it’s official?”
“Why is it so unimportant to you?”
“It’s not... it’s just....”
“Case,” he interrupted, running a hand down his face. “I’m buying a new place. I’m buying a home that I hope will be ours one day, and doing it by myself feels so lonely.”
“But you’re not!” She insisted. “We the neighborhood out together. I’m looking at places with you and giving you my input. I wouldn’t be doing that if I didn’t expect to live there with you, too.”
“Eventually,” he frowned.
Casey threw her arms around him and nuzzled her head in his shoulder. He loved and hated the way her touch alone could make him lose all reason and forget why he was upset just moments before.
“It’s going to happen, hon. And until then,” she pulled him into a tender kiss. “I’m still going to be here with you so much you’ll be sick of me.”
“As if,” he smirked.
Confident she had smoothed things over, she gazed up with a playful smile. “So, when will we be doing more shopping for our new place?”
“I’ll be doing that today,” he replied. “But you’ll be at work.”
“Which you knew!” She playfully punched his arm. “Way to include me!”
“It’s only because a few properties just hit the market this morning, and I want to get a jump on them. If it’s anything worthwhile, I’ll take you back to see them.”
“If anything’s worthwhile, you’ll Facetime me,” she corrected. “Things are moving quickly these days!”
“Good idea! And the listings Halle sent me this morning are very impressive; they probably will go quick.”
“Halle?” Casey asked. “I thought she was just filling in for Ray while he was on vacation. Isn’t he back yet?”
“He is, but I decided to work with Halle going forward.”
“Oh,” Casey said as the mood in the room shifted. “Well, let me know if you like anything,” she took a hesitant step backward. “I should go get ready for work.”
She rushed out of the kitchen, but Tobias was quick at her heels.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked, though it took a few more attempts before he persuaded her to answer.
“I just don’t care for Halle... that’s all, and of course, the first time you’re going to look at properties alone... she’s your new agent.”
Tobias raised an eyebrow. “Case... please don’t tell me you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous!” She insisted, all but assuring him she was jealous. “I... I just don’t like Halle. Why did you have to switch?”
“I switched because she's better. She gets listings to me the moment they hit the market, whereas Ray sat them. Plus, Halle just seems to have a better idea of what I’m looking for.”
Casey rolled her eyes, “Of course she does.”
Tobias was still amused, but that was morphing into concern as the conversation continued. He sat on the bed, pulling Casey onto his lap.
“This isn’t like you, babe... where is this coming from.”
Apparently, he missed a lot of things Casey saw during their two appointments with Halle. Like how friendly and flirtatious she was with him but was barely cordial to her. Or how the real estate agent's caramel curls bounced when she laughed hysterically at his mediocre jokes and the way her dark brown lit up when Tobias joked that he couldn’t convince Casey to move in with him.
“A gorgeous doctor who is buying a badass place in Boston, and you're not moving in? You better jump on that, girl, before someone else does.”
She said it with just enough humor that Casey would have looked like a fool if she said anything, and Tobias was oblivious to it all. He continued being his usual flirtatious self, and at some point, Casey quietly began to feel like she was the third-wheel. But things returned to normal the second Halle left, so there was no reason to address it until now.
“Tobias, she’s totally into you... it’s so obvious... I can’t believe you don’t see it. And she’s gorgeous. If she weren’t 5 foot 5 in heels, she’d be a model with no interest in the real estate market. And don’t tell me you didn't notice that.”
“Babe, of course, I noticed she’s attractive, but my only interest in her is having her find me a new place. Do you seriously think I’d cheat on you?”
No. Casey thought. But she could be the one that eventually sparked the conversation Casey had been waiting on for three years. The one that would revive her “we don’t have to be monogamous” offer from years before. To date, Tobias hadn't expressed any interest in doing so, but Casey knew it would only be a matter of time before someone as beautiful and as forward as Halle lit that spark, and the possibility would become a reality.
“No,” Casey gulped. “I don’t think you’d cheat on me," she replied, deciding to leave out all of the rest.
“Then you have no reason to worry. So, she’s into me. Do you have any idea how many people are into you, but you don’t see me worrying.”
“Right,” she said with a dismissive wave. “I have an entire fan club.”
“You do!” He grinned.
“Name one person!"
“One? I'll do better than that. There’s Meghan, the surgical nurse, who begins stuttering whenever you're within five feet of her."
“Tobias! She has a stutter! That has nothing to do with me!"
“She only stutters when you're around, babe! Then there’s the tall, ginger pharma rep, who always makes sure you'll be in before he visits Edenbrook. At least half of the interns in every class you’ve had are at least a little in love with you, and then there’s Ethan.”
“Ethan!” She exclaimed in disbelief. “Ethan Ramsey?”
“Do you know another Ethan?”
“Tobias, Ethan and I are close. He’s one of my best friends, but it’s not like that. He's not secretly in love with me!”
“Right,” Tobias smiled. “Good to know I’m not the only one in this relationship that can’t see the obvious. Ethan adores you.”
“All right,” she said, nervously jumping off his lap. “Maybe in a sweet, platonic, non-I want to fuck you kind of way, but... no... No! Not like that!”
“All right, do you want me to ask him?” Tobias teased, to Casey’s horror.
“NO! God, no!”
“Well,” Tobias winked, “Then I guess we’ll never know.”
He stood up and stood before Casey, his seductive grin already making her weak, and that was before he leaned for a slow sensual kiss. His hands moved up, delicately skimming her chest as he unbuttoned his pajama top and pushed it off her shoulders, leaving her standing bare before him.
“We’ve got to get ready to leave,” she murmured. "I have work... you have Halle."
"We do," he said, his warm lips now trailing kisses over her shoulder. “But before we go, I need to make sure you know who I'm thinking about very clear... and that's you."
~~~~~
Two Months Later
The difficult parts were now behind them. A place had been selected, the offer accepted, and the mortgage obtained. They picked out furniture together, and they decided to decorate the place themselves, but at the last moment, Tobias brought in a pro. He hoped to be there for a long time and intended to make his very best memories there; it needed to be perfect — a blend of modern and traditional, awash in earth tones with splashes of color throughout. Casey joked that her blood pressure dropped just stepping inside, but all she had to do was look at the expansive views the floor-to-ceiling windows provided to get her pulse quickening again. Tobias’s new place was spectacular! The hard parts were now behind them; now, it was time to enjoy it.
~~~~~
“This is delicious,” Ethan marveled, savoring another bite of tender filet mignon. “I’ve got to admit, Carrick, the party, the new condo — you knocked it out of the park.”
“Thank you,” Tobias gushed, with a nod toward Casey. “But I wouldn’t have been able to do any of it without this beauty by my side.”
Casey rolled her eyes and took a sip of wine. “Seriously? Like I cooked!”
Their guests erupted into laughter, with one notable exception.
“Tobias,” his mother scolded. “You’re not about to let her downplay her contributions like that, are you?”
“Of course not, Ma!” He chuckled. “I just said I’d have none of this if it weren’t for her.”
“That’s not true...” Caey began, but he quickly interrupted.
“It certainly is! How many classy dinner parties have I hosted in the past?”
All turned to Ethan, who visibly choked on his wine.
“None!” he scoffed, raising a napkin to his face.
“Exactly! See,” he said, placing a kiss on Casey's hand. “I need you.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Vivian beamed, raising her glass. “To Casey, the woman who finally turned my little boy into a grown man... and they said it couldn’t be done!”
“To Casey,” everyone cheered as her cheeks turned redder than the Malbec in her hand.
Pleased with the reaction, Vivian felt encouraged to continue. “So, when do you plan to seal the deal and make things official? Someone like Casey isn’t going to be on the market forever, son! Don't you agree, Ethan?”
“And why am I being singled out for that question?” Ethan asked.
“I don’t know,” Jackie snickered. “Maybe the fact that you had a relationship with both parties in the past gives you deeper insight than most.”
Casey lowered her face into her hands. “And this is why we can’t have nice things!” Peeking through her fingers, she locked eyes with Jackie. “Really? Can we have one classy party? Just one that doesn’t have to go there?”
At the other end of the Table, Tobias’s friend Addie scoffed as she bit into a warm dinner roll.
“With you two hosting? Doubtful,” she laughed. “But this is new information to me! I love your dinner parties! They’re very informative.” She raised her wine for a second toast. “To Casey and Tobias’s dinner parties, may we share many more, and, while attending, may many more spill their tea.”
“Oh, says the woman whose personal life is a virtual secret!” Casey exclaimed.
“Hey, can’t fault me for being smart,” Addie shrugged. “You don’t need a medical degree to know that private life is best kept private.”
Ethan glanced over the candle and crystal-strewn table and nodded with approval. “Clearly, you are very smart.”
“Casey,” Vivian injected, wishing to steer the conversation. “Why aren’t your parents here today?”
“Oh, well... they’ll be visiting, but, uh, it’s not my new place; so....”
“You are Tobias’s significant other, are you not?”
“Of course,” Casey giggled nervously.
“Then they should have been invited.” Vivian looked at her son disapprovingly. “I raised you better than that.”
“You sure did! And I offered, Ma,” he grinned, “but it’s Casey’s parents, so I left the decision up to her.”
“It’s better this way, Vivian,” she jumped in. “The two of them have barely spoken since their divorce, and when they do, it’s normally not pretty. As delightful as that has made the past twenty-two years of my life, I figured we could all do without the drama today."
“Mmm, what a shame,” Vivian shook her head as she speared her fork into a piece of perfectly cooked asparagus in hollandaise. “And it’s unfair to you; they’ll really need to work on that before you and Tobias have children.”
Casey spit her drink out, and Tobias lovingly patted her back. “You OK there, babe?”
“Oh, I’m fine,” Casey replied, wiping up the mess. “Fortunately, I was drinking water and not wine.”
“Vivian,” Ethan stepped in, offering Casey a save. “Did you paint that stunning canvas in the foyer? It’s magnificent. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.”
Vivian’s face lit up. If there was one thing that could compete with her love of talking about – and eviscerating – her sons – it was art - especially her art.
“Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for that one. It is exquisite, isn’t it!”
“Casey and I spotted that in a gallery when we visited New York last summer. I didn’t know where I’d end up, but I knew that painting had to come along with me. It’s been in storage since, and I’m glad it’s finally found its home.”
“But Vivian did make the watercolor in the living room and the piece in Tobias’s office just for him, and they’re beautiful!”
“Thank you, but I made them for both of you,” Vivian corrected. “My art means everything to me, but there is always something special about creating for the people I love. I offered to make a piece for the bedroom, but Tobias declined.”
“Yeah,” he barked out a laugh. “No offense, Ma, but the last thing I want to be thinking about in the bedroom is you.”
Bryce, seated next to Jackie, let out a laugh. “And just like that, the conversation is back there!”
“I’ve just come to accept it,” Casey smiled. “But thank you, Vivian, for everything.”
Vivian reached over the table and lovingly took Casey’s hand. “Of course, my dear, there is nothing I wouldn’t do for you. For both of you.”
Blushing, Casey stood up and dusted off her body-skimming, champagne silk dress. “I should clear the table and get dessert served,” she announced.
Ethan wiped his mouth as Tobias pushed his chair back. “I’ll help you,” they said in unison as Vivian looked between them.
“Wow, you must have magic fairy dust,” Addie grinned. “Getting two men to help?” Addie rose to her feet and nudged Tobias back into his. “Sit down there, my friend. You’re the host; entertain your guests and we’ll help Casey.”
“But Casey’s hosting, too,” Tobias insisted.
“It’s fine, baby,” she replied, leaning to give him a peck on the cheek. “…and I need a little break,” she whispered into his ear, and only then did he let her go.
“I’d offer to help, too,” Jackie shouted. “But if I do, Tobias won’t have enough people to entertain.”
“Yeah, that’s the reason,” Bryce laughed, wincing when he was the recipient of Jackie’s playful smack.
In the kitchen, Casey pushed the remaining food off a china plate, then placed it into the sink where Addie was washing.
“I’ve never understood the point of china,” Ethan mused. “It’s only brought out for special occasions when people usually have many guests, but it’s not dishwasher safe, leaving a ton of dishes to do.”
“Some china is dishwasher safe,” Casey informed. “But Vivian insisted Tobias have his late grandmother’s set. It’s simple enough to compliment his décor, but it’s old, so... no dishwasher.”
“Oh, it has a dishwasher,” Addie joked. “The dishwasher is me.”
“And I appreciate it,” Casey beamed, giving Addie a side hug.
“I’m happy to help. Everything has been lovely today.”
“Thank you! Of course, Vivian was mortified that Tobias didn’t hire ‘help’ for the event. I’m sure she’s giving him an earful now.”
“Oh, I’m sure of it,” Addie chuckled. “Why do you think I made him stay behind?”
“I like her more and more every time I see her,” Ethan smirked.
“But you just wait; Tobias will have help when you throw your next party,” Adide insisted. “Mark my words. And not because his Mom is scolding him. I’m sure it's driving him crazy that his precious princess is out here cleaning up instead of being in there with him.”
“Yeah, well, he does tend to spoil me,” Casey admitted. “But sometimes it’s all a little much. I don’t come from his world, and the idea of hiring help for a get-together with friends and family sounds....” She twirled her hand around, unable to find the right word.
“Preposterous,” Ethan grinned. “I believe the word you’re looking for is preposterous.”
“That’ll do!” Casey laughed.
“And that’s why I like you,” Addie winked. “You’re one of us. Tobias always needed someone to ground him.”
“Although you wouldn’t know it looking at this place,” Ethan injected. “Do I even want to know what he paid for it?”
“No, you don’t,” Casey chuckled. “But remember, it’s Tobias’s place, not mine.”
“Like you’re not going to be here all the time,” Addie remarked.
“Why haven’t you just moved in?” Ethan asked. “Sometimes I forget that you're not living together."
Casey looked to the entrance of the kitchen when she heard footsteps, relieved that it was only Bryce heading to the restroom.
“Keep your voice down on that, please,” she insisted. “It’s a sore subject with Tobias. He’s been asking me to move in officially, and....” she trailed.
“Fine, but I need the story on that! Why haven’t you? You mono folks usually step onto that relationship escalator on day one. You’ve been together, what, three years now? Shouldn’t you be making me squeeze into an ugly bridesmaid dress and selecting names for your 2.3 kids by now?”
Casey grabbed the damp dish towel from Addie’s hands and playfully smacked her hip with it. “Stop mocking me, Queen Poly-anna.”
“Queen Poly-anna?” Ethan questioned.
“It’s her pet name for me,” Addie grinned. “Isn’t it cute? She has to show off that she has one poly friend!”
“That’s not true!” Casey defended. “I have more than one poly friend.”
“Oh, yeah?” Addie asked. “Name another.”
“Oh, all right,” Casey surrendered. “You’re my only poly friend, but I have other poly acquaintances!”
“You sure do!” Addie snorted. “Probably more than you even know. I’ve gotta go to the little girl's room. Do the two of you have this under control?”
“Absolutely,” Casey assured. “Join the rest when you’re done. We’ll bring dessert in momentarily.”
Casey caught Ethan watching Addie walk away and raised a brow when he caught her looking.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Casey joked. “You have had a crush on her since the day you met!”
“I have not!” He insisted. But Casey didn’t believe him for a second. “I just... I enjoy seeing her at your events.”
“I’ll bet you do!”
“Have you ever met her elusive boyfriend?”
“Believe it or not, I haven’t,” Casey replied. “Honestly, I don’t see Addie all that often. Besides, she has more than one partner. There’s the elusive long-term boyfriend and a girlfriend in Charlestown. She also has a long-distance thing with someone in New York. But I’ve only met her girlfriend, and briefly, at that.”
“God,” Ethan sighed, pouring a glass of water. “How does she keep track?”
“I don’t judge,” Casey shrugged. “Polyamory may not be for everyone, but she’s happy, and she’s not doing anything wrong, so...”
“Oh, I wasn’t judging. I apologize if I came across that way.”
“It’s fine,” Casey smiled. “You know me, I’m just protective of the people in my life.”
Ethan reached over and playfully bopped his finger against her nose. “I know. It’s one of the things I find so endearing about you.”
Casey looked almost abashed as she opened the cake boxes on the marble countertop, placing each one on a decorative plate for serving.
“But you never answered my question," he circled back. "Why haven’t you moved in with Tobias? While I don’t subscribe to that relationship elevator thing...”
“Escalator,” Casey corrected.
“Whatever!” He laughed. “But you are the most grotesquely happy couple I know. As much as I was skeptical of the match at first, I have to admit... you two are the perfect couple.”
“Well, there’s no such thing as perfection,” she insisted. “But, we’re pretty damn close.”
Ethan couldn’t help but notice the way Casey lit up whenever the subject turned to Tobias. “You can’t even talk about him without glowing. So what’s the holdup?”
“I practically live here,” she answered nervously. “I helped him pick the place, and we decorated it together.”
“So then...”
“Ethan,” she huffed. It was rare for her to keep things from her closest friends, but this was something she didn’t want to touch. “I don’t want to talk about it, OK?”
“It’s your parent's divorce, isn’t it?” He asked, undeterred. “Casey, don’t let that hold you back. You, more than anyone, taught me that I can’t let the past hold my present or my future hostage. You were an absolute pain in the ass about it at the time. But I have to admit, in the end... you were right. So I’m going to nag you as much as you nagged me if I think it’s needed, and I think it’s needed.”
“All right,” she smiled, with the defenses she briefly raised falling. “I appreciate that you care enough about me to mention it, and I’ll bring it up in therapy. I swear.”
“Good,” he grinned. “Your happiness matters to me. And, I’ll admit, I wouldn’t mind going to a good wedding. The past few I’ve gone to have been dreadful!”
“Ah, you’re just hoping Addie will go stag; that way, you could be her date.”
“That’s not it,” Ethan insisted. Casey laughed at his defensiveness, giving him a big hug just as Tobias stepped into the kitchen.
“Well, well, well,” he joked. “I’m gone fifteen minutes, and you’re already moving in on my wife.”
“You’re wife?” Casey laughed as she walked to Tobias’s side, wrapping her arm around his waist.
“Well, that’s what my Mom’s calling you... practically,” Tobias laughed.
“Nothing like parental pressure,” Ethan sighed. “Even at our age. I’ll go keep Vivian occupied for a bit. You two haven’t had any alone time in the past few hours. I’m shocked one of you isn’t twitching.” He clapped his hand on Tobias’s back as he passed him. “Great party.”
“Thanks, Buddy,” Tobias said as their friend left the room. He turned to Casey, eagerly pulling her into a loving embrace. “Mmmm, I miss you.”
“Miss me? I’ve been with you all day,” she smiled.
“Yeah, but there are too many.... others. Make them leave!"
“Soon,” she chuckled. “Everything has turned out just great today!”
“Of course it has,” he beamed. “Anything we do together does.”
“You know what, you’re not wrong.”
Tobias looked at her, more confident than smug. “I rarely am.”
“You’re impossible,” she laughed, returning to preparing the deserts.
Tobias stuck his finger into the icing of the chocolate cake, scooping a dollop of the decadent treat into his mouth.
“Stop!” Casey scolded, and she swatted his hand away. “Don’t make me call your mother out here!”
“No! Please!” He begged. “Mmmh, that cake is delicious. Where’s it from.”
“It’s from Bova’s. Halle sent it along with the box of sfogliatelle over there.”
“She did?”
“Mmm. I thought I told you. The note she sent is next to the box. Basically, congratulating you on the home and apologizing for being unable to make it today.”
“That was nice of her,” Tobias stated, pulling Casey close again for a tender kiss. “She didn’t seem interested in attending after I told her my brother couldn’t make it. Besides, she thinks you hate her.”
“What!” Casey protested. “I’ve been nothing but nice to her. Besides, she is the one who doesn’t like me.”
“That’s not true! Everyone loves you.”
“Really? Look at the note again. Is there mention of me?”
Tobias reread the note, a little surprised that he hadn’t noticed the first time.
“And tell me,” Casey added. “Was I anything but nice to her when we were together?”
“You... you were,” he agreed. “Alright, maybe you were on to something.”
“Maybe?” she asked playfully.
Tobias held her close, his soft laughter rumbling against her chest.
“You can't blame her, babe; I’m irresistible. But if she doesn’t like my baby, I’m glad she didn’t show.”
"But we can still eat the desserts she sent, right?" Casey asked nervously.
“Absolutely! No way are they going to waste!"
~~~~~
After a lovely afternoon and evening, Tobias & Casey were grateful when the last of their guests had left. There was plenty to clean up, but that could wait. Right now they were watching darkness ascend over the city they loved from the comfort of the overstuffed couch.
Tobias had already removed his jacket and tie; now, he anxiously unbuttoned the first few buttons of his crisp white shirt before sinking into the soft cognac leather sofa. Casey was quickly at his side, her head resting on his chest as she snuggled closer. Her long legs extended down the length of the couch, and the slit on her rouched silk dress afforded Tobias a perfect view. One he appreciated every bit as much as the masterpiece outside the panoramic windows. The hues of dusty pink and purple morphed into grey, then a jet-black sky. The lights scattered throughout the city lit Boston up like a Christmas tree. He could feel Casey smile against his chest.
“I’m never going to get sick of this view.”
“Neither am I,” he replied. “And I'm glad you won't because I hope we’ll be looking at it together for a long, long time to come.”
“For a long time to come?” she goaded. “Gee, thanks, Carrick! What happened to forever? Have I been downgraded?”
“No, wiseass,” he laughed. “I’m not sure if I’ll be in this condo forever. Hence, we’d lose the view. But you, you are absolutely forever, as long as you’ll have me, that is.”
“Much better,” she sighed contently, her body melting into his. Tobias intertwined his fingers with hers, his thumb gently caressing the back of her hand. A feeling of warmth and contentment he had only known since Casey entered his life overtook him.
“I hope you know how much I love you,” he breathed into her ear. “And I’m not just saying that because it’s something we’re supposed to say. I mean it with all my heart.”
“Tobias,” she smiled, but he held a finger gently against her lips. Sitting up, he took her hands in his, and she turned to face him.
“Please, let me finish,” he whispered. “I never expected you to enter my life and turn everything on its head. I didn't think anyone like you existed. Words like forever, they weren't in my vocabulary before you. People always told me someday I'd meet the "right" person who would change all that, but I thought they were out of their minds. So, imagine my surprise when you walked in and proved me wrong.”
Casey’s eyes filled with tears, and she raised a hand to caress his cheek.
“I know how blessed I am to have you by my side. I’ll never take that for granted, and I only hope I bring you one-hundredth of the happiness you brought to me. I want you with me, baby, not just today, but for the rest of my life.”
“Tobias,” she whispered again, her voice cracking with emotion. “I want you, too. I love you so much.”
“Good,” he said with a smile that lit up the room. Casey’s breath hitched as he dropped down on one knee and removed a small velvet box that had lived in his pocket for the past few days as he waited for the perfect moment to arrive. As he knelt before her, he was confident that moment was here.
Casey gasped at the ornate antique diamond ring, a brilliant center stone surrounded by a cluster of smaller diamonds set in the most beautiful gold filigree she had ever seen. It was breathtaking! But it only managed to hold her attention for a moment, choosing to turn her gaze back to her beloved’s eyes. The ring may have been exquisite, but the look in his eyes right now was the most precious work of art she had ever seen.
“Casey, I love you with all that I am and all that I have. Will you please make me the happiest man in the world and accept this? Casey, will you marry me?”
Her eyes darted nervously to the ring, then back to Tobias as her mouth went dry. Her expression turning to one of terror instead of awe. She instinctively scooted backward, heart racing and her face impossible to read.
“Oh! Oh, Tobias....” she stammered, as apprehension filled his eyes. “Tobias... I... I....”
“Yes?” he asked nervously, praying her answer would be yes.
“Tobias I....”
~~~~~
Sorry... you'll have to wait! :) If you've made it this far, thanks so much for reading!
Diana is an original character introduced in Chapter 5. Casey meets her by chance, and the women hit it off instantly, becoming fast friends.
Name: Diana Ellington-Rourke
Hometown: She was born and raised in Georgia, but her family moved to Maryland when she was in High School. She attended college in Washington, DC, and moved to Los Angeles after graduation. Her current residence is in Aspen, Colorado, but she isn't there frequently as she travels often. She has a temporary residence in Boston.
Age: 39 at introduction
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Relationship status: Married
Occupation: Artist and business owner.
Faceclaim: Gina Torres
Personality traits: She is effervescent and outgoing, warm and easily makes friends, free-spirited, and has a sophisticated style and appearance but a very down-to-earth personality. She has a good heart and is very self-aware. She is very creative and successful. She is optimistic and always tries to see the best in people. Tries to do the right thing, but is aware of her own humanity.
Other things:
Diana is the daughter of Miles Ellington, a paralegal, and Mindy Kaur, a legal secretary. They hoped she would attend law school, but she had her own ideas.
Milton is black, and Mindy is white, and as a child/woman of mixed race, Diana has struggled to understand where she belongs at times.
She had an older sister, but she died due to a childhood illness before Diana's birth, so Diana grew up as an only child.
She is close with her parents, but doesn't see them as often as she'd like.
She is married to Jonathan Rourke, a well-known and extremely successful Hollywood producer who is fourteen years her senior. They met when she was in her early twenties, and she says it was love at first sight. Her family vehemently disapproved of the relationship because of their age and socio-economic differences, but Diana knew he was her person, and they married shortly thereafter.
As a result of her marriage and her own success, she is extremely wealthy but maintains a down-to-earth lifestyle... at least down-to-earth for someone with her net worth. (Her husband, however, lives very differently.)
She travels frequently, usually between LA, NY, Boston, and her home state of Colorado, but other places, as well.
She and Jonathan are child-free by choice. They absolutely adore one another, but their careers keep them apart more often than not.
In addition to art, she is an avid reader and loves to cook and entertain.
More information will be provided as the story progresses.
