Life afterwords
AN: Yep, me, Jacob, and Elizabeth are back!
I felt that there was something on my chest. Usually I don't mind, Elizabeth has used me as a pillow more times than once. What was different was this thing had something thumping against my chest.
Cracking a single eye open, I saw that Spike was responsible for my wake up call.
Let me explain. A few months ago, me and Elizabeth where enjoying one of our walks through the Paris streets when a small poodle went right between my legs and stopped in front of her, tail wagging and tongue out. Elizabeth crouched down and gave it scratch behind the ears as the owner came up to us and apologized.
Elizabeth pleaded with me for the next week to add a addition to our small house.
Don't get me wrong, I love animals. But pets are not my area of expertise, we did sometimes have a little hamster or something for the kids to play with the Little Sister Orphanage, but that came to a end when someone thought it was a good idea to take it out for a walk.
Anyway, Elizabeth continually asked and begged for us to get one, our rule was that if we wanted to make a big change, we both agree with it, of course this led to a few stalemates, but we tend to compromise.
So one day I thought to hell with it and said yes. Elizabeth was ecstatic the day we went to the kennel, she was practically a inch away from opening a tear and bringing a dog in from there. Before we went in, I set some ground rules for Elizabeth.
The one rule was it would be her responsibility to take care of the dog, but if it was serious I'd jump in of course. After rolling around in puppies, both figuratively and a bit literally, she picked out a beagle pup and named him Spike.
It was hell the first few weeks I'm not gonna lie.
Songbird was probably the closest thing had to a pet/friend and he was self sustaining. Elizabeth spent the good part of the first month with him outside, both to try and train him, and make sure he wound have as many accidents in the house.
But throughout it all, Elizabeth simply loved that dog. And he won me over too. One night when Elizabeth was lying down from a day of Spike, the little guy came into the living room when I was reading a book and hopped up in the chair with me.
He gave a yawn and curled up on me.
Elizabeth found us the next morning and wouldn't let me hear the end of it for a week.
Spike licking my chin brought me out of those memories. I turned over and saw Elizabeth's sleeping form, I gently pushed the dog off me and wrapped my arms around her barely clothed body, the only cloth cover her was a short see through nightgown. I always loved the feeling of her body presses up against mine, "Mmmmm, morning." she said waking up.
I kissed the back of her neck, "Morning." I mumbled against her skin. She turned over and smiled, her blue eyes just barely cracked open. She gave me a small peck before turning her attention to Spike.
"Hi Spike, hows your morning honey?" she babied the pup. Spike's tail wagged and gave a bark, "That's good sweetie! Come 'ere!" she joyfully said, grabbing the small animal and cuddling it.
I rolled my eyes, "Lucky son of a bitch." I muttered, Elizabeth gave me a small glare. I rose my hands up in defense, "Hey, technically it's a accurate statement." I said in defense.
Elizabeth gave me a amused look, "Are you sure your not just jealous?" she asked, putting the small pup on the ground. He headed for the door and I'm guessing downstairs to his water dish.
I slid over to Elizabeth and slid my arm around her shoulders, "Maybe a little bit." I replied jokingly.
Elizabeth slid her leg over my waist and began to straddle me, "I may have to do something to remedy that." she said as her hands wrapped around my neck.
Connecting our lips, I slid hands up her thighs and towards her rump. Elizabeth broke the kiss and let out a moan, I kissed my way down from her lips to her chin. "Have I told you you have a cute butt?" I asked against her skin.
Elizabeth giggled at my comment, "Really? Is there anything else?" she asked smiling at my comment.
I grinned, "Well , there's your eyes, all big and blue." I said kissing her cheeks, "Your luscious lips." I said as I captured her lips and pulled at her lower lip. "And your hair, it's pretty nice no matter how it is." I said running a hand through her long hair.
Elizabeth let out a moan, "Mmmmm, anything else?" she said as she closed her eyes and threw her head back, exposing her neck more which I took advantage of, pecking my way down her neck to her collar.
"You always smell nice." I added, Elizabeth a giggle at my odd proclamation. Hey it's true, she always smells like roses.
"Anything else? Something not out of left felid?" she chided. I thought for a moment before I answered, what else is amazing about this girl? Ok Harper, duh!
"Well..." I took a glance down at her chest, "Your figure is eye catching." I said, trying to be modest. I'll admit the we both have 'fun' together when we're in the mood. But lately when the both of us are feeling...frisky, Spike continues to wine outside the door. Much to my annoyance and Elizabeth's displeasure, so she ends up letting him bunk with us most if the time.
And when we attempt it anywhere other than the bedroom he keeps biting me. Elizabeth says it's because he thinks I'm attacking her. I'd never lay a han-...harmful hand on Elizabeth.
She leaned in close to my ear, "Details Mr. Harper." she whisper seductively, gently nibbling on my earlobe.
"Ok, your breasts are perfect." I said bringing my hands up and sliding the fabric covering her pale midsection, "And your belly button." we both laughed out loud at that.
I got back to work on her nightgown while I focused my attention back to her lips, she ran her tongue across my lips asking for entry. I let her in and met her's with my own. Her nightgown is just about-Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip!
Spike charged into the room and hopped up onto the bed and pounced me. He came in like a bat outta hell and actually knocked the wind out of a little. He trotted up my chest and to my face growling at me. "Spike ! Get off daddy right now!" she commanded the canine.
I felt my face flush red, I knew that Elizabeth was the dog's 'mommy', but daddy was kinda surprising. I mean...me and her haven't talked about kids at all. And if my mother or, god forbid, Booker found out...
"Spike! Your in big trouble mister! No treats at all today." she said sternly as she pulled the dog off of me. The dog gave a wine at her as she gave him a glare, "Bad boy!" she said as she carried him out the door and closed the door behind her.
"Are you okay?" she asked as she came back to my side.
I waved her off, "I've been hurt worse than this. I'll be fine honey." I said rubbing the point of impact. Elizabeth gave my wound a small kiss. "Stupid little cockblock." I muttered. Elizabeth smacked my chest, hard.
And just like that, the spark was gone.
...
One of the big problems we had when we first decided to come here is what time to live in, we decided that 1947 was the best bet. Since all the damage to all of Paris was repaired by now, it was like we skipped WW2 really.
The radio was playing as Elizabeth and I ate breakfast while Spike tried to win back my affection by giving me the puppy eyes look. "It's not working Spike." I said as I ate. Thankfully I've grown immune to those kinds of looks from working at the Orphanage, I didn't fall for kids wanting to stay up latter than their bedtime. Elizabeth also knew how to resist, but she just crumbled since it was Spike.
"Spike, no begging. If you keep this up your going in the pen." Elizabeth said sternly, she wasn't gonna crumble anytime soon. "Are you sure you need to go to work today Jacob? I thought everyone reached their quota this week?" she asked.
Obviously when we first settled down here, it would be pretty odd if we just stayed in our house all day. Sure I had tons of money by this time's standards, but that would just raise more suspicion, so I got a job at as a logger nearby. It not only added to our disguise it kept me in fairly good shape, and Elizabeth can collaborate that.
"Yea. " Elizabeth looked down at her food, "Don't worry, I should get done early since I got less to work on." I said, trying to brighten her sprits.
Elizabeth shrugged, "It's okay, besides I can go visit Carmelita." Carmelita was the girlfriend to one of the guys I worked with, Aaron. The two of them where basically our best friends, we both met when both Elizabeth and Carmelita where waiting for the two of us to get off work. After that we became close with the two, they where about my and Elizabeth's only pals.
Aaron was Quebec and traveled over to Paris for business, he met Carmelita over here and they hit it off. After a while he started seeing less and less of her and he didn't want that. So he quit his job and moved over here to her, and the pair have been together since.
Carmelita was born here in France, her parents died when she was little and was adopted a few years afterwords. When Aaron came to live with her, she said that she loved him and vice versa, so they moved in together.
Elizabeth called it one of the most romantic things a man could do. I felt like chopped liver afterwords but Elizabeth assured me that what I've done blows what Aaron did out of the water.
"Ok, you taking Spike along? " I asked. Aaron told me one day when we where hacking at a tree that because of the spoiled dog, Carmelita was wanting one now and was telling me to fix it somehow.
"Good idea, maybe if we're lucky the two of them will tire each other out." Elizabeth jokingly said, making us laugh. After finishing up breakfast, I helped clean up and headed for the door with Elizabeth and Spike in tow.
Elizabeth wore the the dress that she had in her tower. Obviously it wasn't the same since that one was covered in blood and torn up, but they where so alike I couldn't tell the difference. I had a a tan long sleeve shirt and some old work pants for my day of logging, it was either this or overalls, and I don't want to look like Mario...well Luigi in my case but still.
One of the things that I had to get used to was driving a old fashioned automobile. Since Elizabeth didn't know how to drive at all it meant that I was her unofficial driver, not that I minded.
After a short drive to Carmelita and Aaron's home, they lived right outside the city limits of Paris and we where really a walk away but since they didn't have a car Aaron and I drove together. The car ran over the bridge into the city and made a right, after passing a few houses, we stopped at a small cobblestone roadhouse.
Knocking on the door, we where met by a pair if brown eyes, dirty blond hair, fairly tanned skin, a feminine figure who was a bit taller than Elizabeth and smirking lips, "Jacob! Good to see you darling." she said with a French accent, giving me a small embrace.
She wore a black dress that went down just past her knees, and short sleeves. Her white heels made her seem as tall as I was.
"Hey Carmelita." I said as she broke away to give Elizabeth a similar hug. Carmelita was a incredibly friendly woman and got along with me and Elizabeth well.
Carmelita's head disappeared into the doorframe if the house, "Aaron! Get out here. Your chauffeur is here!" I gave her a small critical look as she turned back to us.
"Am I the only guy in all of France that has a car or do you guys just like my company?" I asked. It was true that not everyone hands car and I was still getting used to that, it's weird not having rush hour traffic. Not that I miss it or anything.
"Both." she replied while she gave Spike his due attention, "Hey there! Wanna spend today with auntie today?" she asked, making Elizabeth smile and Spike yip.
I gave the dog a small glare, "Yeah, how about you guys take him tonight?" I didn't want to get the wind knocked out of me again anytime soon.
"No! No dogs overnight!" Aaron called behind her in a panic as he joined us on the stoop. He had a pair of blue eyes, black hair and some of it a stubble on his chin and face that stood out against his paler skin tone than his girlfriend. He wore a green turtleneck sweater and brown work pants and boots.
Carmelita rolled her eyes at her lover, "You can be ridicules, you know that ?" she asked. Aaron shrugged at her comment, one thing that the two of us had in common was that we where both kinda goofs to our ladies.
Aaron crossed his hands over his chest in a huff, "Whatever, you know you love it." he said, making Carmelita roll her eyes, but smiled nonetheless. He turned to me and patted my shoulder, "Come on, let's leave the ladies to their pedicures and makeup." he said as he strode to my car.
I smirked at the idea of Elizabeth with lip gloss. As I was about to join him Elizabeth spike up, "Aren't you forgetting something?" she asked playfully.
I turned to Elizabeth and firmly planted my lips on hers. Elizabeth and I held me in place while Carmelita gave a eye roll while Aaron wolf whistled, I gave him the finger over my shoulder in response. When we broke away Elizabeth stood on her tiptoes to reach my ear, "We'll finish what we started this morning tonight." she said in a seductive voice.
I forgot to mention that was a big tease.
As I got in the car, Aaron was giving me a cocky smirk as I pulled out and drive towards the bridge, "So-"
"One word and your walking to work today. Plain and simple." I interrupted. I didn't want him asking me questions about my and Elizabeth's personal life. It was embarrassing enough when my mother caught us getting grabby with each other.
Still a bit mentally scarred at that.
Aaron raised his hands in defense, "I was just gonna as if your ready for another day of Hans' work." he asked. I let out a groan, Hans was the foreman, or something like that. Anyway, he's a German immigrant and he just looks down on all of us, what's worse is that he saw Elizabeth one day and I think he has a thing for her.
She did come by often and a fair amount of the men there like her. Especially since she brings enough treats for everyone sometimes. The problem with Hans liking her is that he basically doesn't like me all that well and makes me work with the bad equipment, rusty axes and stuff like that.
It's also the reason me and my guys didn't get to the quota this week.
See, my and Aaron's team as I call it are given a amount of time to work each week, and if you don't each the amount of time each week you don't get paid. Something about everyone pulling their own weight, anyway, lately he's been putting in on me bigger quotas than the anyone in any of the teams, and it's really pissing me off.
"Don't get me started. Why do you think we're the ones who has to haul ass more than everyone else?" I asked as I turned the car onto the beaten path to the work site.
Aaron shrugged, "Who the hell knows? The real log we gotta cut is the one that's logged up Hans' ass." we both chuckled at that. "Who knows, maybe he has something against Americans?" he suggested.
I didn't think of that..."You really think so? I mean what's so-" I stopped when I saw the man in question standing further down the road. Thank god he doesn't understand English...at least I think he doesn't.
He had blonde hair and blue eyes, lighter than Elizabeth's, and wore a company uniform. I couldn't read the faded letters of it and I couldn't care less, I've done worse things than chopping logs to get money.
Stopping beside him, Aaron rolled down the window to talk. Elizabeth had been trying to teach me French but it was only going so far as to know a few base words. And they have to say it so slow for me that I can't understand when they're saying it normal speed.
Aaron and him talked for a few moments before Hans walked down the road. Aaron turned to me with a surprised look, "Well? What's wrong?" I asked assuming the worst. Hey with my experiences I'm used to getting bad news.
"He just told me that our team is on the machines today." he said. That was a surprise, usually me and him are out in the forests cutting the trees and driving them back to the lumber mill to be cut. Today were apparently on the woodcutters today.
"What do you know. Hans isn't working us to death after all." I said smiling. Working the cutters are actually pretty easy, just let the machines do all the work really. Driving down the road to the lumber mill, I pulled into my regular spot and got out of the car.
Time for another hard day's work.
..(Elizabeth POV)..
"So what happened this morning?" Carmelita asked me. I froze my petting of Spike. She couldn't have heard me, couldn't she?
We sat in the living room with Spike in my lap, Carmelita was in the chair with a mouth twitched upwards into a smirk, "I don't know what your talking about." I replied.
Carmelita snorted, "First off, I know that's not true. Second, I saw the look on Jacob's face when you spoke. And third, Aaron and I know you two probably go at it like rabbits." she said.
My face flushed deep red and Carmelita broke out laughter, "Oh mon dieu! It is true!" she said as she clutched her gut. I put my head in my hands.
Me and Jacob didn't discuss our sex life to anyone, he told me that it was completely natural to but I don't see how something that...intimate can be talked about between friends. I just looked down at Spike and went back to petting him as Carmelita calmed herself down.
"So what happened?" she asked. I stayed quiet and rubbed my dog's belly. I know that even though Jacob says some comments I know he loves the puppy. "Come now Elizabeth, it's perfectly fine to talk about." she said.
I shook my head, "I don't see how that is. When we do...that...it's between me and Jacob. And I don't feel comfortable talking about it with anyone else." I explained.
Carmelita rolled her eyes, "What about I tell you about me and Aaron? Would that..how you say, break the ice?" she asked. My pink cheeks went red but I stayed quiet.
"I'll take that as a yes!" she exclaimed as she stood from the couch and sat beside me. Oh god...
"Carmelita-" I started but she cut me off with a 'Shush'.
"Okay, so when we first screwed, he was incredibly romantic about the whole affair," what would Jacob say? Oh right, kill me now, "And when he walked me home to my apartment I pounced on him!" she said dramatically.
"And I led him into my room," my cheeks are so red right now. "But..." I raised a eye at this, I know that this is a private affair but curiosity was always my weakness.
"But?" I questioned, Carmelita smiled, she knew she had me now.
"When I pushed Aaron onto the bed, I didn't think of how tall he was and he hit the headboard." she said, smiling wildly at the memory. I covered my mouth trying not to laugh, but when I accidentally let out a snort, I crumbled and burst out laughing.
I got myself under control, "I'm sorry, so so sorry. I didn't mean to-" she waved her hand off to the side.
"We both have a laugh about it today. So, what happened with you two this morning?" she asked again, leaning in towards me.
I was raised to be a lady in my tower but as far as that went , that was part if Comstock's image for me. Might as well shatter that too. "We where getting...in the mood...when this one comes in and rams himself into Jacob." I said pointing to Spike. He let out a huff as to defend himself.
Carmelita cracked up at that. After she managed to get her chuckles under control she looked at me smiling, "So, how is he?" she asked. My cheeks flushed red.
"Jacob's..." I thought for a moment. He's caring, kind, heartfelt, sweet, and a hundred other things, but for sex? "Honestly, he is so good it's amazing!" I said in a excited whisper.
Carmelita smirked wickedly, "Really? How?" she asked, it wasn't as bad talking about it now, like when me and Jacob talk about it
"Well he's...just astounding really. Our first sexual experiences where with one another and it was amazing." I explained, Carmelita was interested now, gesturing me to continue. "When we're...active...he just knows where to touch, just what buttons to push to get me and get me riled up."
I thought of the last time he surprised me, I was getting the dishes done when he came up from behind and put a kiss behind my ear, his hands where all over my midsection, he was kissing me behind me ear. His hands trailed upwards...
"Are you going to finish or are you going to keep looking off into space?" Carmelita asked. I shook myself out of my thoughts, spike rose up out of my lap and went to go lay by the fire pit. "Look. Saying he's nice and all that is fine, but be honest, is he really that good?" she asked skeptically.
"Carmelita. When we have sex, I literally scream every time." I said quickly with pink cheeks. Jacob told me that I screamed often, and he wasn't off put by it in the slightest, if I tried I guess I could muffle myself...but we're in a house in the countryside, so who cares?
Carmelita's eyes where wide now. "Merde. I always guessed he was but still, it's quite a shock." she said with genuine surprise. Wait, guessed?
"How did you guess that?" I asked, a little off put by her interest. I'm being foolish, I know that both her and Aaron love each other to death, but still...
She shook her head, "Don't worry, his hands where a giveaway." she replied. I looked at her confused, how on earth could someone's hand tell that about someone?
She saw my face and smirked, "You see, when someone has smooth hands, the old saying is that they are the best lovers. If they have rough ones, they tend to go at it like a rabbit." she said.
Jacob did have smooth hands. After all the bloodshed, all the violence, all the chaos that he and I have gone through, it's amazing that his hands are that smooth. "Elizabeth? Are you alright?" Carmelita asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"In sorry what?" I asked, Spike had moved back onto my lap and Carmelita was giving me a concerned look.
"You had this...look on your face, I've never seen you with that look before." she said with concern.
I shook my head, "Sorry , I was in another world." thankfully not literally, "So where where we?"
..(Jacob POV)..
Pure. Hell. That described the day pretty well.
Turns out Hans is a fucking asshole like I thought. Our people actually where in the forest, so when we found that out, we hauled ass like no tomorrow. Hans was there waiting for us, "You fucking bastard." I growled at him.
He actually understands English quite well in fact.
I had to do twice my share for that. Asshole.
"You look like shit." Aaron said as he drove to his residence. That's what I like about Aaron, he's honest with me.
"And I feel like it too, thanks for asking." I replied, I was sore all over, and I was a little less tired than when I got back from Columbia.
"For future reference, if the boss is pissed at you, don't drag me down with you." he said. It wasn't fair that Aaron had to deal with the same crap I had to, I seriously don't get why he doesn't like Americans.
I just realized Aaron was the one driving, "Why the hell am I driving you to work when you know how to?" I asked menacingly. He nervously laughed but kept quiet, "Aaron. I hate you. I want you to know that."
He smiled, "And I love you to. Not shut up while I take you to your woman. She 'll want to take a look at that
As we pulled into the drive, Aaron went around the side if the car and helped me out and hoisted my arm over his shoulder, I hurt my ankle when a big ass log fell on my foot. Damn you Hans.
I winced as he helped me up to the stoop, "Fuck you stairs." I muttered, making Aaron chuckle.
"Don't blame the architecture." He said opening the door, Aaron opened the door, "We're home." he called out.
Limping into the living room, Elizabeth's jaw nearly dropped when she saw me, "My god! What happened?" she asked as she and Carmelita stood up and helped me to the couch. As Aaron filled the two in on what happened, Elizabeth got that look in her eye, thank god it wasn't at me.
Spike looked over me and gave me a sniff, he hopped up on the seat next to me and laid against my side and wined , "Don't worry bud, I've come back from worse than this." I said, scratching him behind the ears.
"Can't you guys give a compliant to the union or something?" Carmelita asked. Elizabeth was helping me get my boot off and look at my foot.
She let out a sigh if relief, "It's not bad, just a bad bruise. A nice hot bath will fix that right up." she said. God that sounded so good right now.
"Well guess which asshole is in charge if the union." Aaron asked. Yep, Hans. "So we just gotta deal with it for now, until he gets promoted or fired."
Elizabeth grimaced, "Let's hope it's the later."
...
I was able to drive us home after I got some ice on my foot. I apologized to Aaron for the sixth time to which he said it was no big deal. I was currently sitting in a warm tub of water that went up to my chest. Elizabeth basically shoved me in here and told me relax while she made Italian food.
My favorite.
I sat in the tub and let the warm water sink into my sore body. Usually I did come home sore from work, but it was more like when you get a good workout and you want to come back the next day.
I could almost fall asleep, "Hi."
Arms wrapped around my neck and dipped into the water. "Hi yourself." I replied to Elizabeth. I felt her chin on my head as she let out a small sigh.
"Still bugs me that Hans did that. Asshole." she swore as she pecked my wet scalp.
I laughed a little, "Don't worry about it, the water's warm and relaxing. I already feel loads better." I grasped her hand and kissed it.
"Hmmm, I got a idea." she said suddenly, withdrawing her hands. I heard shuffling behind me, "No peeking." Elizabeth commanded as I turned my head. I sat there and just watched the steam come off the water. Sooooo relaxing.
Elizabeth circled around the tub in nothing but a towel, "I've decided to join you." she said simply as she stepped in. I like this idea, I like it very much.
Slipping off the robe, I only had a second to look at her full body before she submerged her body under the water and against mine, "Mmmmmmm, this is absolutely amazing." she moaned.
I wrapped my arms around her and brought her closer to me, she leaned her head against my chest, "Don't we have food or something to take care of?" I asked.
"Don't ruin the moment sweetie." she said. And that is my Que. to shut up.
She started planting kisses all over my skin, "If you weren't so sore, we could have some fun." Elizabeth teased, Spike was sleeping in his pen so he couldn't interrupt. But she was right, I was sore still from my day of work.
Elizabeth rolled over so that her head was on my upright chest, "Me and Carmelita had a interesting conversation today." she said.
I leaned my head back against the marble tub, "What about?" I asked.
Elizabeth's face turned pink, "Sex." I nearly chocked on...well nothing, but I certainly didn't expect that.
"Um...I'm not sure on how I should respond to that." I said in a daze. Elizabeth talking about sex with Carmelita? I looked down at her face, "My god your actually serious." I said, making her giggle.
Elizabeth smirked, "That's how I was at first...don't worry, I didn't get into detail of course. They where more like...gossiping I guess." she said, pulling her hair over her shoulder.
My hearing must be going, "Um...what did you...say about me? Exactly?" I asked. Part of me didn't want to know the answer to that, but another part of me was pretty confident, and albeit very curious.
Elizabeth turned to me with a smirk, she leaned I close to my ear, "I told her that your incredible when we make love." she said.
I fucking hate Hans so much I want to strangle him right now, and I may not be entirely joking.
Elizabeth's body against mine...I gotta find something to take my mind off it. "You know you didn't say anything about me this morning." I said.
Elizabeth smiled as she shut her eyes against my chest, "Hmmm, well I like your hands." she said automatically.
I gave her a curious look, "Really? My hands?" I asked, running them along her back gently.
"Mmmmmm, just like that...and your scars...I think they're fun to trace." she said as she traced a single finger over one of them.
I chuckled, "There's a old saying about scars being attractive back home." I replied. I don't understand why it is, I mean my scars just bring back memories really. Bad memories.
Elizabeth laughed, "That's silly. Now what else..." she took a glance down in the tub's water.
Oh for god's sake! "You don't know how much your making me hate my boss right now." I said in a small growl. In fact he's a look at my thoughts, Fuck you Hans, fuck you Hans, fuck you Hans!
Elizabeth adjusted her position, "Oh your friend down there is making that loud and clear." she said.
I let out a groan of frustration, "Are you the only girl who I know who is obsessed with sex?!" I asked with some frustration. Elizabeth laughed at my expense, "Honey, when I get better, I'm going to make sure your completely satisfied."
Elizabeth gave me a wicked smile, "Why do you think I'm doing all this?" she asked sultry into my ear.
"Uhhhh, 'cause ya love me?" I asked jokingly.
Elizabeth snuggled closer to me, "That goes without saying Jacob." she said with love in her voice.
I smiled, "Ok, anything else?" I asked.
Elizabeth thought for a moment, she ran her hand over my chin, "I like that you always shave. Though, I amcurious what you'd look like with a bit of facial hair." she said, running her thumb along my jawline.
I'll have to keep that in mind.
After a few more minutes in the warm water, we got out when we heard the oven ding. Elizabeth usually had food provided for her in her tower so she had to learn the hard way how to cook, after a few cuts, burns, sickening feelings, and cookbooks, she got the hang of it.
I didn't like the idea of Elizabeth being like other women in her time, catering to men's needs and wants, and she didn't either thankfully. But I still feel a weird feeling whenever I she makes a something to eat or whatever.
But I feel better when she rolls her eyes at what I say and tells me to stop beating myself up about it.
As we sat down and ate, I told her after today, I was going to take tomorrow off, "Thank god. I was afraid I'd have to go tell your boss to shove it." she replied. I've noticed that Elizabeth has been using more of my language than usual of late. Guess I'm rubbing off on her more than I thought.
After finishing up dinner and cleaning up, me and Elizabeth decided to head to bed. Elizabeth grabbed a book from her growing collection while I curled up in the covers. During our time here, Elizabeth basically finished a book every week, no matter what the size. She's like a machine when it comes to reading.
Tonight she was reading Fahrenheit 451, thankfully she was talking her time with this one. I laid my head on the pillow while she read, watching as her eyes went like a type writer across the pages, left to right, back to left, and onto the next line.
"You ever think of actually writing something?" I abruptly asked, making her stop for a moment and look over at me.
"Never thought of it. There's not that many people who would read a book by a woman in this time if you haven't noticed." she did have a point, feminism was present, but not as strong as it was in my time.
"Besides, what on earth would I write about? Columbia?" she asked sarcastically with a playful smirk.
Ok yeah, good point. "You'd think if something. Your smart, you'd find something people would want to read." I said, she blushed at my words.
Leaning down, she gave me a peck on my cheek and went back to reading. When she was don, she put the book on the nightstand and laid down beside me. I wrapped my arms around her and nuzzled her neck, "I love you." she said.
"You too." I replied, nodding off into sleep.
AN:I'll be honest, when I first came up with this idea I wanted it to be WW2 starting up. But these two have been through do much shit already I think they deserve a break.
And yay! Elizabeth POV!
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