A/N: I don't own any of these characters and am not making money off of this story. Here's another chapter!
Seth
The weekend came quickly for Seth and he watched as his girlfriend brought him a tray of food. His hair was all over the place and he was shirtless sitting up smiling at her.
"Babe, what's this about?"
"We haven't seen each other all week it seems." His girlfriend Tracy Ryan smiled at him flashing her smile. They met a year and a half ago in passing at the café in downtown St. Louis and she took the last blueberry muffin opting to share it with him and they hit it off after that. "I'm just wanting to enjoy my baby." She placed the tray down in front of him.
"You're too good to me." Seth leaned over kissing her cheek.
"I know."
"Cocky much?"
"I learned from the best CrossFit Jesus, eat up we got to unpack some more. Don't forget you agreed to let me decorate."
"Don't remind me." Seth mumbled. He did love Tracy, he knew that she was the one for him, no one else compared but this move was too quick for him. He didn't know what made him agree to her but maybe it was the smile she got on her face or the way she leaned into him but that face was gone now.
He looked at the woman as she frowned, shook her head, and stood up. He could tell she wanted to say more but was biting her lip to avoid it but her head quickly turned to look at him. "Forget it. I don't want to spend my off day packing, who needs a housewarming party. I'm going out with Renee."
"Trac— "
"Don't even bother Seth. Enjoy breakfast."
Seth was almost content to letting her walk out however seeing her in nothing but his shirt, her hips swaying and her ass sticking out from underneath it did something to him and had him moving the food aside quickly to grab her from behind. "I didn't mean it like that."
He leaned down kissing her neck softly. "I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for?" Tracy whispered.
"For not sounding excited about unpacking."
"That's it?"
"Should there be more?" Seth was kissing her neck gently feeling himself getting aroused just from feeling her hips and ass pressed against him. He pushed her black hair to the side more having to bend down just to reach her short frame against his. "Want me to start singing Ebony and Ivory again?"
"Please don't." Tracy felt her body relax against him a small smile on her lips. "My parents didn't appreciate it either."
"Your dad has no sense of humor."
"Seth, you were answering a question about interracial dating by singing 'Ebony and Ivory'" Tracy laughed at the memory leaning back onto him. "Did I pressure you into moving in together? Be honest."
Seth stopped kissing her and made her turn around to look at him. "You know me and you know how I am. I wouldn't have agreed if I didn't want to live with you." The lie came easy for him he was used to it and he got the smile from her he loved to see.
"You would tell me if we have issues right?" Tracy held his brown eyes with brown eyes of her own needing to make sure he was being truthful.
"I would tell you if we had issues." Seth repeated after her kissing her again before picking her up. "Tell Renee you'll be busy today we got some unpacking and several rooms to break in today."
"Unpacking first, breaking in later, and I got plans with my sister later tonight."
"And you didn't invite me?"
"Sister time, babe. Do I ever interrupt guy time?"
"Fine. Fine. Just tell her don't keep you out late." Seth wondered if he could sneak out to the club but doubting it because she would probably come back before he could sneak in.
"Does she ever babe? Seriously, let's unpack. I'll give you a gift after each box is done." Tracy winked at him and Seth felt himself twitch. That was something else he loved about Trace was when she was in the mood to have sex she almost beat him out with her appetite.
"Bet."
Roman
Roman was in the kitchen with his wife making breakfast for both of them. It was a secret to his friends but he enjoyed cooking anything doing with food. He felt arms wrap around him and his wife Gabrielle poked his back gently. "What are you making today?"
"Just a basic omelette of course, nothing too fancy."
"Basic?" Gabrielle looked at the ingredients he had out, green peppers, cheese, onions, mushrooms, bacon, and other meats. "Is your family coming over?"
"You know I'm a growing boy." Roman turned around to kiss his wife but she pulled away.
"Morning breath."
"You know I don't care about that now give your husband a kiss."
"Yeah, you don't but I do."
Roman sighed turning back to the skillet adding some of everything into the omelette. "What did you want in yours?"
"Just add bacon and mushrooms to mine."
"Live a little try a meat lover one at least."
"Not today."
"You say that all the time."
"Why do I feel like this is more than just about breakfast?" Gabrielle put her hand on her hips the ring she was wearing flashing.
"It's not. Why would it be about anything more than breakfast?'
He felt her eyes staring in the back of his head and he turned around smiling at her. "It's only about breakfast and you adding something other than your mushroom and bacon. What about cheese? I can sprinkle some cheese on it."
"No Roman! Just leave it as is. I love your cooking regardless and let me enjoy my plain meal." Gabrielle smiled trying to get the tone lighthearted. "Oh, my mom is coming over later."
"Really Gabby? I had a whole day planned for us."
"Well mom wants to go shopping but we can go to dinner later, maybe do Melting Pot. I know how much you love that."
"Fine."
"You're not fine but thanks for allowing this time, you can hang out with us or maybe call your boys but not Seth." Gabrielle rolled her eyes just saying his name. Her hazel eyes rolling at the thought of him. "I like Tracy but she can do better, he's sleazy."
"He's not sleazy."
"Oh please! You're lucky I know you guys are boys."
Roman completed her dish ignoring her statement as if she was giving him permission to hang out with his friends. It was this constant battle between them where she sometimes treated him like a child and it frustrated him immensely.
"Here's your breakfast." Roman handed her a plate as she sat at the breakfast bar. He took the time to admire her features. She was 5'10" which was nice and her hour glass figure that she kept up by working out 7-days a week right along with him. "I love you."
"This food I love more than you right now." Her eyes closed as she took a bite. "Your cooking is amazing; I love you more just for this."
Roman chuckled putting a kiss into her hair. It was moments like this that he enjoyed the most when it was just them getting along without a struggle for the true head of household.
"What if I couldn't cook?"
"Then I would love the fact we could order good takeout in the city."
Roman laughed finishing up his meal and enjoying the peaceful moment he was finally having with his wife.
Dean
"Are you still mad?" Dean watched as Renee got ready to hang out with Tracy.
"Nope." His blonde fiancée answered back running her fingers through her messy hair.
"You are."
"I said 'nope' Dean, hand me my phone it's probably Trace."
Dean reached on the night stand tossing the phone to Renee who caught it easily. "Damn."
"Damn?"
"She cancelled our plans or Seth encouraged her to do better things." Renee rolled her eyes. "I guess I'll go to the wedding venue alone unless you want to come."
"No thanks."
"Dean! You know you have to do things with me besides we can do some wedding activities. You want to make me un mad then come with me to pick shit out for this wedding."
"Aha! So you are mad at me still."
"I'm tired of you ignoring my calls Dean. It's like you're doing something that I'm not privy to."
"Yeah like working. I'm sorry that I don't bartend like you and can juts have my phone out all the time. I'm working." Dean rubbed his forehead even though he was lying about his activities there was some truth to his words. Renee needed to talk to him once an hour for some reason, it was ego stroking but now she was getting too demanding.
"Well I'm so sorry that my job doesn't meet your high and mighty standards."
"That's not what I said."
"Without words. Look, either you come with me to look at these or we're done."
Dean rolled his eyes rolling out the bed. "Don't start this mess again, let's do this and maybe we can get something nice for you." Dean knew the best way to shut her up was to get her something. He loved her but he was tired of her demanding all of his time now. He thought back to the woman he saw a couple days ago and how he enjoyed being with her. It was physical however he knew that if it was outside of the club he would want to get to know her better but that was against the club rules. Phil got away with it but almost spilled the beans with the crazy chick he met.
"Earth to Dean, start getting ready. Where was your mind at?"
"Wondering if we could get black roses somehow."
"What about deep purple? Let's compromise." Renee felt the anger leaving her with Dean finally contributing something to the wedding conversation.
"We can go to a florist too."
Renee smiled big hugging him tightly. "This is all I wanted."
Dean knew the best way to get through this night was knowing he was going to the Club later that night alone this time but he promised her he would be back.
A/N: Thanks for reading!
