Chapter Ten

The Arrival and the Reunion

It was well past dark when Beca and Chloe began driving through the streets close to Barden. Beca looked at the now familiar buildings knowing, for the next year at least, the area would be her home. She still wasn't quite sure how she felt about it, but Chloe was with her at least. Her presence would make even the pit of hell a place she could live and be happy.

"How are you?" Chloe asked, turning into the apartment complex.

The apartments were well known to both women, since Chloe and Aubrey lived in there during their college years. After spending so many nights staying up to all hours talking there, Beca found the area to be as close to home as she thought she would ever get – until Chloe came along. There was nothing really descript about the typical college complex, but Beca had so many good memories it was the only place she and Amy looked at when they moved in together.

"It's going to be weird to have a roommate again. At least it's Amy and not Kimmy Jin," Beca said, chuckling a little.

"Did you forget about me?" Chloe said, though she knew what the answer was going to be.

"I'm in love with you. That removes you from the 'roommate' list and puts you on the very exclusive 'other half of me' list."

"I assume I'm the only person on the second list."

Beca squeezed her hand and laughed. "You're the only person who has been or ever will be on that list."

"As long as we're clear," Chloe agreed, smiling as they reached a fork in the road. "What's the apartment number again?"

"213, right up there," Beca said, pointing to the left fork ahead of them.

Chloe drove until they were in front of their building and backed the car into the one empty spot, which was luckily next to the entrance. She turned to Beca and smiled. "We're home, at least for now."

"Until we get to California," Beca said, leaning over and brushed their lips together. "We should try to get Amy to help with our stuff. I'll go get her."

"Beca…"

Beca, who was already halfway out of the car, sat back down and looked at her love. "What?" she asked, smiling at the hooded eyes before her.

"Kiss me again," Chloe whispered.

"You really can't get enough of me, can you?"

Chloe grabbed a handful of Beca's shirt and tugged her closer. "I don't have any idea when I'm going to kiss you again, since I'm pretty sure there's a room full of Bellas waiting up there for us. I want you to kiss me like it's the last time."

Beca was wet at Chloe's words. "Anything for you," she breathed before she pressed her lips to Chloe's passionately

Their tongues moved together, and Beca explored every inch of Chloe's mouth. Beca became lost in the feeling of her love touching as much of her as possible. When Chloe ran her hands through Beca's hair, she came very close to suggesting a hotel for the night. Instead, Beca sank further into the kiss and simply cherished the moment they were having. Finally, with a small bite at Chloe's bottom lip, Beca pulled away.

"Better?"

Chloe, her eyes closed, nodded. "It'll last until we get to our room. Then you're mine."

Beca let out a ragged breath. "Always."

It was with great reluctance Beca got out of the car with Chloe following suit. "I'll be back," Beca said before heading up the stairs. She unlocked the door and was mildly surprised to find the apartment completely dark, especially after she sent a text to Amy, letting her roommate know when they would be arriving. Beca wasn't sure she could be.

"Amy?"

The second she called her friend's name, the lights came on and a group of people yelled, "Surprise!"

Beca jumped back, wondering if her heart could explode in shock. When she calmed down a little she saw that most of the Bellas were there, and a smile formed on her face. "Thanks, guys. You didn't have to do this."

Cynthia Rose came up to her. "We wanted to. You were gone for a while." She looked behind Beca. "Where's Chloe?"

"Downstairs with all our stuff. Want to help?" Beca asked hopefully.

After a round of 'okays', they headed back to the car. Beca couldn't believe Chloe already unloaded half of what they packed in the car. She loved her girlfriend's talent for organization. Before grabbing the bags, though, she watched as Chloe and Amy greeted each other.

"How are you, ginger?" Amy asked as she hugged Chloe.

Chloe laughed. "Great would be an understatement. How was your summer?"

"Oh, you know…not bad. A little bungee jumping and some white water rafting," Amy said.

"So…tame, right?" Beca said from her place beside Chloe.

"Yep."

With just one word, Amy put forth such confidence and – in some weird way – poise. It boggled Beca's mind on the best of days, simply because her friend wasn't exactly the classic vision of said poise. Instead Amy was charismatic enough to get even the Pope to agree with her about gay marriage. Beca grinned a little at the image in her mind. Amy and the Pope being in the same room would probably change the world.

"Grab that one, Stacie," Cynthia Rose said, pointing to a medium-sized box.

"I'll break a nail," Stacie replied.

Beca rolled her eyes. "Take the small one then."

Everyone seemed to know what to do, and they soon had everything in the apartment. Almost all of it was in Beca and Chloe's bedroom, which didn't exactly make Beca happy because it meant they couldn't just fall into bed later, but she knew it made sense to put them there. She was with her friends, and she appreciated them just being there for her and Chloe's return.

The party lasted most of the night, and despite being completely exhausted, Beca did indeed have a good time. She stayed close to Chloe, and neither of them drank much. Amy started a round of quarters later in the evening, and it was highly entertaining to see her drunken friends try to get the coins into the cups. Beca couldn't help but laugh as people started passing out, and she was fairly sure most of the Bellas would have hangovers the next day.

"Ready for bed?" Beca asked Chloe when only Amy and Cynthia Rose were still playing.

The two women were actually quite comical. Both were trying as hard as they could to stay awake, and at one point Amy's head lolled down even as she bounced the quarter on the table. Cynthia Rose did the same thing as she laughed. Beca was fairly sure the evening was over.

"Yeah," Chloe said with a yawn, and they went down the short hall.

"How do you plan to do this?" Beca asked when they were in their room.

The boxes and bags were stacked on their bed, no one having seen fit to put things on the floor. Beca sighed, not wanting to lug heavy boxes around the room so late at night. Still, it needed to be done.

"Go get ready for bed. I'll do some, and when you get back I'll go."

"Okay," Beca said, getting her toiletries out of her bag.

She was quick in the bathroom, but by the time she returned, almost everything was on the floor. "I could have helped."

Chloe waved it off. "Don't worry about it. There will be payback sometime in the future."

"Thanks for the warning," Beca said with mild trepidation.

Chloe gathered her own toiletries and grinned. "You just won't know where or how. That's going to drive you insane," she whispered in girlfriend's ear, and Beca's knees went weak.

"Damn," Beca muttered when Chloe was gone.

She took a deep breath and began finishing the job Chloe started. When Chloe came back, Beca had everything on the floor and was between the sheets.

"I'm glad we didn't drink much tonight, I'm already tired as it is," Chloe said as she removed her clothes.

Beca didn't say anything; she couldn't. She was tired as well, but the sight of Chloe's skin slowly being revealed made Beca forget anything else but the utter beauty before her.

"What?" Chloe managed to say.

"I may be tired, but watching you take your clothes off reminds me of how hard it is to keep my hands off you," Beca said lowly.

Chloe's demeanor changed in a split second. Her eyes darkened, and Beca could see her love was barely standing upright. Beca had to admit she loved the effect just her voice had on Chloe.

"Are you sure you're ready for me?" Chloe asked, her voice wavering a bit.

"I might be very ready for you," Beca said seductively.

"Now you've just made me wetter than the Atlantic," Chloe said, her face flushed as she tumbled out of the rest of her clothes before hopping into bed.

"We should probably take care of that."

Beca trailed her hand lightly up Chloe's thigh, and she quickly spread her legs. The sight of Chloe's sex always awed Beca. Everything about her love did, really. It was in moment like the one she was in when Beca knew and appreciated exactly how lucky she was.

With a wicked grin playing on her lips, Beca slowly ran one lone finger through the wetness at Chloe's center. Immediately Chloe reacted, arching off the bed and letting out a soft sigh. "Evil," she breathed when Beca removed her finger.

"You weren't kidding," Beca said before licking Chloe's essence off her finger.

"I can't wait for you," Chloe said quietly.

"You could always take care of yourself."

Chloe opened one eye. "Do you want me to?"

Beca leaned down and kissed her lover with a bruising roughness, both of them moaning into each other's mouths. "That would be very nice," Beca said huskily when they parted.

Chloe pulled the sheet off her and brought her hands to her breasts. When she did, her eyes rolled back into her head. "It makes me so wet when you watch me," Chloe breathed.

"You have no idea how much you affect me," Beca said huskily. "Does it feel good?"

"It always does when I'm thinking about you," Chloe responded as a squirmed a little when she pinched her own nipples. "What do you want me to do?"

"Move your hand down," Beca whispered. She wanted to see Chloe's fingers delve deep inside her.

Chloe nodded and slowly began trailing her fingers towards her wetness. The sheet rested just above her hips, and as her hand disappeared under it, Beca moved it out of the way in time to see Chloe rub the bundle of nerves that gave her so much pleasure.

Her hips moving, Chloe started thrusting in time with her hand and slowly dipped further down to her entrance. As Beca watched, her own need built. As much as she loved watching Chloe touch herself, being inside her was even more exhilarating. Instead Beca contented herself with brushing her hand on Chloe's nipple. When she did, Chloe took in a sharp breath and pushed two fingers inside herself. Beca pinched the erect tip until she couldn't take not touching Chloe anymore.

She kissed Chloe hungrily, moving her hand away and replacing it with her own. Wrapping her hand around the back of Beca's neck, Chloe pulled Beca onto her, and as she added a third finger she pushed her thigh to Chloe's core, sinking her fingers deeper into the wet heat. Chloe tilted her head back, and Beca latched onto her neck, sucking and biting her way down to her breasts.

"Up here," Chloe somehow managed to say.

Beca moved back up and was immediately captured in a searing kiss. Her fingers pumped inside Chloe, and she gripped Beca's ass as her body grew taut. Beca thrilled in Chloe's cry and the feeling of her inner walls tightening, and Beca almost came just from that.

Chloe slowly opened her eyes, and Beca gently pulled out before licking Chloe's juices from her fingers. The taste was still one she marveled at. Unfortunately, it wasn't something she was able to think about for long.

Chloe reversed their positions and kissed Beca passionately, and, after threading her fingers through the red locks, Beca brought Chloe ever closer and deepened the kiss. Chloe was already moving on top of her, and the touch of her hands – seemingly everywhere – set Beca on fire.

By the time Chloe started trailing her lips down Beca's neck, she was close to losing every bit of thought. The only thing Beca held onto was the woman above her, who was slowly kissing a trail to her waiting breasts. Chloe's mouth covered Beca's nipple, and the battle to stay in the moment was almost lost when Chloe took a nipple in her teeth and bit down.

"Chloe…" Without letting go of Beca's nipple, Chloe looked lovingly into Beca's eyes. "What are you doing to me?" she managed to breathe.

Chloe smiled and released her hold on Beca's nipple. While the heat was still in her eyes, Chloe was very serious. "Loving you."

Beca took one of her hands from Chloe's hair and cupped her cheek. "Always."

"Always," Chloe said in earnest. They held eye contact for a moment before Chloe's lips turned in a crooked grin.

"Should I taste you?" Chloe asked, making Beca look down at her with desperate eyes.

"Please," Beca pleaded.

As much as she needed Chloe's tongue on and inside her, Beca treasured the feeling of Chloe's lips travelling across her stomach. Beca writhed as her love's tongue made a wet trail on her skin even as Chloe's hands cupped her breasts. Beca almost breathed a sigh of relief when Chloe spread her legs and began kissing her inner thigh. When Chloe was almost where Beca needed her most, Beca lifted her hips in anticipation of what was to come.

"So beautiful," Chloe whispered, and Beca quivered at the feel of warm breath on her already heated core.

Then Chloe's mouth was on her, seemingly everywhere. She eventually focused on Beca's clit as her fingers teased Beca's entrance. Beca wanted her love inside her, and she was about to beg for it when she felt herself filled with everything Chloe. As Chloe's tongue worked her, Beca pushed down onto her fingers, groaning with each thrust.

Beca's orgasm was intense, and she was barely aware of Chloe kissing her way up her body until she Chloe's lips her on her own. Beca pulled her closer and relished in the combined taste of Chloe and her own essence. Eventually she calmed and released her hold on the lips she loved so much.

"Did you know you never let me completely finish when I'm touching myself? You're very impatient," Chloe said softly, her head resting on Beca's chest.

"I couldn't help it. You looked like you could use some help."

Chloe laughed a little and kissed Beca's chest. "I won't ever say no to that, but one of these days you'll let me reach my goal."

"Hey, I let you finish that one time."

"One time. Out of how many times?"

"Too many to count," Beca said sheepishly. "I love touching you though."

Chloe looked up at her. "And I love you touching me. Don't ever think I want my fingers inside me more than I want yours. That will never happen."

"I want you so much right now," Beca said almost desperately.

"So what's stopping you?" Chloe asked with a bit of humor in her voice. "I don't recall anything getting in your way before."

"I'm fucking exhausted."

Chloe laughed heartily and nestled back onto Beca. "Then sleep it is. Tomorrow we'll start where we left off."

"Tomorrow is unpacking and trying to get a group of hungover Bellas out of the apartment. It's going to be busy."

"Relax. We'll find time. We always do."

"We do," Beca said as she felt sleep overcome her. "Love you, Chlo. Always."

"Always." Chloe said, and Beca felt a light kiss on her cheek before Chloe settled back and put her head on Beca's chest.

Beca was asleep almost instantly, and her dreams were about nothing but Chloe.

Chloe woke early the next morning, gently shifting off Beca, and taking a few minutes to look at her girlfriend as she slept. Beca was beautiful when she was awake, but she was downright adorable when she was asleep. She always mumbled, which startled Chloe awake more than once at first. It never bothered her – not like snoring would. Sometimes Beca simply smiled, like she was dreaming of something good. When Chloe asked about Beca's dreams those days, she said she dreamed of Chloe. The knowledge always made Chloe smile.

Carefully Chloe ran her hand through Beca's hair, trying not to wake her. Her love's beauty never ceased to make Chloe's breath hitch. Even when they were in the middle of a crowd, Chloe used all her self-control not to make love to Beca. In the moments when they were in a heated embrace, Chloe felt more alive than she ever thought she could.

It was the little things Chloe loved about Beca. Her smile, the way her eyes lit up when she was excited about something, the sway of her hips, the way her lips moved whenever she spoke – they all served to make Chloe crave her. Beca constantly brought out the feeling in Chloe. Never a moment went by when Beca wasn't on her mind in one way or another.

Finally giving into her bladder, Chloe put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom. When she finished and was in the kitchen, she peered into the living room. The sight of a room full of sleeping Bellas made her suppress a laugh, but she managed to control it. They were all good friends, and she was glad she had them. It made being back in Georgia easier for so many different reasons.

After putting on a pot of coffee, Chloe leaned against the counter while she waited for the drink to brew. She was lost in thought when she heard movement in the living room. Because the kitchen led immediately into the living room through a large entryway, she looked in that direction just in time to see Amy get up and come into the kitchen, holding her head the entire way.

"Morning," Chloe said cheerfully.

"Don't morning me. How are you so happy?"

"I'm just naturally this happy. Don't you know that by now?"

Amy's eyes opened fully, and she fixed Chloe with a hard stare. "You two rode each other like racehorses last night."

Chloe flushed at the brash statement, but not out of embarrassment. The memories of the night before flooded her mind. "Sorry about that. We'll try to be quieter," she said, grateful she was able to keep her voice steady.

"Eh, no worries. At least someone's getting some," Amy said while rubbing her temples.

Chloe turned to the counter, remembering to grab the Advil she took from the bathroom earlier. "Here," she said as she offered the bottle to Amy.

"Thanks."

"You've hit a dry spell?" Chloe asked, picking up their conversation again.

"A little one, but it won't last long. Not with my sexual healing," Amy said, smacking her stomach with both hands before wincing a little.

"You do know that's a song," Chloe said with a laugh.

"Where do you think I got it from?"

The coffee finished brewing, and Chloe started searching for a mug.

"Above the washer on the left," Amy said. "Get me one while you're at it."

Chloe grabbed two mugs and poured coffee into both of them, holding Amy's out to her. "Do you have any milk?"

"In the fridge. So…you and Beca…"

Chloe wondered how long it would take for the interrogation to start. It was a huge surprise to both her and Beca when none of the Bellas mentioned their relationship at all during the party. In retrospect, Chloe wished the discussion was done and over with. She wanted to tell everyone about how important they were to each other, but the party wasn't the place to do it. The discussion needed to be held during a time when everyone was sober.

When Amy started talking, Chloe wasn't sure what to say. She fervently wished Beca was there with her, but she wanted her girlfriend to get some much needed sleep. Ultimately she decided to be as vague as possible. It was the easiest route until Beca finally awoke.

"Me and Beca."

"It must be serious," Amy said as she poured an enormous amount of sugar into the mug.

Chloe put a little milk into her coffee and stirred it with a spoon from the dish drainer. "It is," she said, lifting her mug with her right hand as she usually did.

"What is that? You weren't wearing it when you left," Amy said, moving forward and grabbing Chloe's hand just as she set her mug down.

"About that…I think Beca would like to be here when we talk about it."

"Is it what I think it is?"

Chloe shook her head. "It's a ring. That's all." She was trying not to make such a big deal out of something so important to her, but only because she wanted Beca to be involved in telling everyone exactly how life-changing the ring was, and what it meant to both of them.

"Right," Amy said disbelievingly before setting her own mug down and going back to the living room. "Ladies, wake up. We have important things to talk about."

Stacie threw a pillow at her, groaning when she no longer had a place to put her head. She was the first to open her eyes, and everyone else soon followed. Chloe couldn't believe how hung over they looked, and again she suppressed a laugh. While her face looked the same on more than one occasion in the past, she was never alert enough to see it in anyone else. It was entertaining.

"Beca and Chloe have an announcement," Amy said in a louder than normal voice.

Cynthia Rose grabbed her head. "Stop yelling. It's making my head explode."

Chloe hated doing it, but she knew Beca needed to be by her side. With a deep breath she went back to their room, smiling when she saw Beca still on the bed with her head on Chloe's pillow. It warmed her to know Beca sought her out, even during her slumber.

"Beca, you need to wake up," she said gently as she nudged her girlfriend.

"No. Not waking up," Beca mumbled before digging her face into the pillow.

"Amy saw the ring," Chloe said, knowing it would get a reaction.

And it did. Beca sat straight up in bed, her eyes wide open and her upper body completely bare. It was then Chloe realized she left the door open. She was across the room in a flash and shut it before anyone could come in.

"Put your clothes on. Everyone's out there waiting for an explanation."

Beca pulled on her tank top. "Shit. I wasn't prepared for this. Not this soon. Do you have any idea what to say?"

Chloe went to her girlfriend and took her hands. "Don't freak. These are our friends we're talking about, and it isn't like we got married."

"We're just wearing eternity bands," Beca said worriedly. "What if they don't understand?"

"Why are you so worried?" Chloe asked, not quite understanding Beca's reaction.

Beca took a deep breath and focused on Chloe. "I'm not. Not really. I just want everyone to be happy for us."

"And they will be. Note the aforementioned friends," Chloe said with a smile she hoped was comforting.

"You're right," Beca said, smiling easily. "No more freaking, but could you help me find my shorts?"

After giving Beca a quick kiss, Chloe searched the room, finally finding her shorts under the desk. "We should probably be more careful about where we put these things. Why would you put them there?"

"They must've fallen behind when I threw my clothes off before you got back last night," Beca laughed and took the clothing from Chloe. "As long as they stay in our room, it doesn't matter."

"Were you planning on having sex in the living room?" Chloe asked, arching an eyebrow.

"We are not having this conversation now," Beca replied as she opened the door.

"But we're so having it later," Chloe mumbled, grinning wickedly when Beca glared at her.

When they walked into the living room, Chloe looked around to see who was actually awake. Everyone was in differing stages of consciousness, but it looked like they were all alert enough to understand what was about to be said, which was a relief. Chloe didn't want to have multiple discussions about it, no matter how much she loved talking about her love for Beca.

"Explain your gay selves," Amy said seriously, sitting next to Cynthia Rose on the sofa.

"I don't get what they're explaining. We already know they're together," Stacie said, seemingly bored with the conversation already.

"Show them the rings."

"Beca and I…well, we exchanged rings," she said, holding out both her and Beca's hands.

Stacie immediately sat up straighter, trying to get a glimpse of the rings. Cynthia Rose, Ashley, Denise, and Jessica all swarmed around them, each grabbing for a hand.

"Cool."

"Who proposed?"

"Was it romantic?"

"What were you wearing?"

All four women spoke at once, and Chloe could see that Beca was a little overwhelmed by it all. Knowing her girlfriend wasn't at her best just after waking up, Chloe took pity on her and fielded the questions.

"Calm down," Chloe said with a laugh. "Okay, in order: Beca, most definitely, and what we normally wear. But it wasn't exactly a proposal. We're getting married, but not until Beca graduates."

"Wait, you're saying Beca went out, bought rings, and kind of did/kind of didn't propose? And it was romantic?" Amy asked, looking like she was witnessing a miracle.

Chloe put an arm around Beca's waist and pulled her near. "Incredibly, but I'm not saying a word about the specifics. Suffice it to say she made me – and still does – feel like I'm the only thing she sees. And to tell you the truth, I feel the same way about her."

Beca turned her gaze from the Bellas to Chloe, and she was floored yet again by the absolute love in Beca's eyes. "All I do see is you," she whispered before softly kissing Chloe.

Though the kiss was simple and quick, Chloe was still amazed by the power behind it. Beca declaring her love in front of their friends helped any worries about being back in Georgia leave her mind. Matt and Aubrey already knew because they were there in a way, but telling the Bellas was like telling the world to her.

Stacie finally came over to them and looked at their rings. "I approve."

Beca chuckled at the statement. "Thanks for that."

"They match your eyes," Stacie remarked nonchalantly.

Chloe looked at Beca. She never thought about the reason Beca picked the color until Stacie pointed it out. The stones matched Beca's eyes almost perfectly, and she was fairly sure from Beca's look that they matched her own, at least when they darkened with desire.

"They really do," Beca said, pulling Chloe to her.

"Amy, do we need any ground rules?" Chloe asked. The last thing she wanted was their roommate to be uncomfortable.

"No doing the horizontal mambo on the couch. That's the only rule I have. Other than that, earplugs were invented for a reason," Amy said, smiling.

Both Chloe and Beca laughed, and Chloe could feel her girlfriend relax in her arms. "Deal," she said. "If you don't have any more questions, does anyone want breakfast?"

Chloe smiled at the collective groans from the group. She had a feeling no one would want to eat, and she was pleased she was right. Cooking for the entire group wasn't something she wanted to do her first morning back.

"In that case, I'm going to go have hot sex with my girlfriend," Chloe said, tugging a dazed Beca along with her.

When they were in their bedroom, Beca sat on the bed. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but can we wait until everyone's gone home?"

Chloe sat down and took her hand. "I just wanted to give them something to talk about out there."

Beca laughed and rested her head on Chloe's shoulder. "You actually enjoyed that, didn't you?"

"Which part?"

"The sex part."

"A little, well, a lot," Chloe said. "Telling them about us and the rings was much better though." She ended her sentence by kissing Beca's hand.

"It really was," Beca said wistfully. "If we have to be stuck in Georgia for a year, I'm glad it's with them."

"I completely agree," Chloe said, putting her arm around Beca's shoulders.

"You know we still have to talk to my parents," Beca said after a moment.

"I thought you told your mom."

"I did, but I talked to her before I gave you the ring. I'm a little surprised she hasn't hounded me for information," Beca said, smiling a little.

"I can't believe you didn't tell her everything," Chloe said with a laugh. "You'll see your mom over Christmas, right? Maybe you could talk to her then."

"I don't know. She was supposed to come back last year, but they had trouble at the dig and she couldn't make it," Beca said, leaning into Chloe.

"We could go there," Chloe said softly

"What?" Beca shook her head. "I can't let you do that. I can't afford it, and you paying to get us there is way too much."

"Would it make you happy?"

"It doesn't matter," Beca said, looking away.

Chloe turned Beca's face back to her and held her gaze. "It does to me. You know you can't lie to me."

With a shake of her head, Beca let out a small laugh. "You would have to bring the not lying thing up."

"I'm terrible that way," Chloe said, bumping her shoulder against Beca's. "Do you want go to England for Christmas?"

"It would make me very happy, but that's only if she can't come here, okay?"

"Done," Chloe said softly before sealing her promise with a small kiss.

"We should probably start unpacking," Beca said reluctantly before trying to stand. Chloe held her back though, wanting a little more time with her love, no matter what the topic of conversation was.

"And reorganize our room. If we don't we won't be able to fit everything."

"You won't have room for your art supplies no matter what we do," Beca said sadly.

"We'll work it out. Besides, I think I want to get a little studio space for some of my bigger pieces. We don't exactly have a garage here like we had in California. We'll stay here and deal with the lack of space until we find someplace bigger."

"Someplace bigger? You mean in California, right?"

"You're on a six month lease, right?" Beca nodded, and Chloe continued. "There are three people living here and paying rent, so I think we could get a larger place – hopefully a house – and still keep Amy's rent the same or less. Same for you, and I'd make up the difference. We'd have room for everything. Then I'll get rid of the studio."

"We'll have to talk to Amy first, but I like it. Maybe we could get a bigger bedroom, too."

"Did you have something in mind?"

Beca didn't hesitate. "I liked the king-size bed. A lot. This double doesn't even come close."

Chloe grinned and felt the mattress as she lay back, pulling Beca with her. "And it is a bit lumpy. I don't know how you sleep on this thing."

"You slept just fine on it last night," Beca huffed.

"As long as you exhaust me like you did, I'll be fine," Chloe said with her lips on Beca's ear.

"Damn it, Chloe. You make it so hard to resist you."

Chloe wanted nothing more than to kiss Beca deeply, and, while she grudgingly admitted they had other duties for the day, she decided to play for a bit. For that reason, she pulled back and shot Beca an amused smirk. "Is that the only thing I make hard?"

"Get your mind out of the gutter. Wait, keep it in the gutter."

"Do you have a point to this babble?"

Beca sighed. "Forget it. The moment is totally gone."

Chloe leaned in again, resuming her previous position. "I could get it back if you want," she whispered.

"I dare you to try."

"You and your dares. Don't you know they get you into trouble?" Chloe began kissing her way to Beca's lips.

"I got you, didn't I?"

"And I'm a heap of trouble."

Chloe lightly ran her tongue along the brunette's bottom lip. "Kiss me already," Beca said softly.

"I am kissing you," Chloe said, barely touching Beca's lips with her own. "How do you want me to kiss you?"

Beca's breathing became erratic, and Chloe grinned into the kiss, knowing she was getting under Beca's skin. When Beca tugged on her arm, Chloe shifted on top of Beca without breaking the contact of their lips. She slowly nudged her hand under Beca's tank top, but left it still on her stomach.

"Tongue," Beca breathed. "Now."

Chloe was only too happy to comply, swiftly deepening the kiss and putting her tongue inside Beca's mouth. Beca moved Chloe's hand to her breast, and she gasped when Chloe pushed up her shirt and teased the erect nipple. Beca tore her mouth from Chloe's when the redhead pinched her fingers together.

"We can't," Beca said breathlessly.

"Right. People," Chloe said with true disappointment. "And chores. I already hate being in the real world."

Beca sat up and straightened her clothes, and Chloe followed suit. "What do you mean? You mean here?" Beca asked.

It suddenly occurred to Chloe Beca thought she meant being in Georgia with her. "No. Never. My home is where you are, and I would never hate that."

"Then what did you mean?" Beca asked with a furrowed brow.

Chloe sat up and smoothed Beca's forehead. "We've been in our bubble for so long I forgot what it was like to have responsibilities. That's all."

To Chloe's joy, Beca relaxed beside her. "Sorry. I guess I'm still getting used to the idea that someone would move across an entire continent to be with me."

"Do you think you aren't worth it?" Chloe asked, her fingers combing through brown hair.

"It's not that…no, I guess it is."

"Look at me," Chloe said, only continuing when she held Beca's gaze. "You are so worth it. In case you didn't know, I love you and I would do anything to be with you. So moving across a continent to be with you was the easiest decision I've ever made.

"Beca, you've been in my heart so long, and my life is and always will be so much better for it. Not being able to see you every day feels like not being able to breathe for me. Don't ever forget that."

Tears threatened to fall from Beca's eyes, but she blinked them back. "Stupid follows me around sometimes."

Chloe smiled and wiped the one tear that did manage to fall. "I won't hold it against you."

Beca put her head on Chloe's shoulder. Before long, there was a knock at the door.

"Can I come in, or are you lady loving?"

Both Chloe and Beca laughed at Amy's comment. "Come in," Beca said, "and what the hell is lady loving?" she asked when Amy opened the door.

Amy motioned to them. "Banging, getting the root, shagging, having it off…you know."

Chloe couldn't stop giggling. "I have no idea what half those things mean, but I'm guessing they're all about sex."

"You would be guessing right. So…no banging then?"

Beca buried her head in Chloe's neck. "Please stop her from saying that."

"What's up?" Chloe said, rubbing Beca's arm.

"The Bellas are going out for karaoke tonight. You're coming."

"No way. I don't do karaoke," Beca said from where she was.

"You don't have to sing, even though we'll probably make you." Amy turned to Chloe. "Make her go."

Chloe grinned. "Come on, Bec. Go for me. I might even sing a song to you."

"Ugh. Fine. I'll go, but I won't enjoy it."

"Atta girl," Amy said joyfully. "Be there by seven, or you're buying drinks!"

Amy left and went to her bedroom, and Beca slowly emerged from her hiding place. "I hate karaoke. They make you sing the most ridiculous songs and everybody's off-key."

"Then we'll do something a cappella."

"They won't let you."

Chloe slapped Beca on her hip. "Stop being a poop. Get up and let's unpack this bitch. Then we'll have a nice, long shower and I'll wash you from head to toe."

"Really?"

"Really. And if you're extra lucky, I might even push you against the shower wall and take you right there."

Beca shot up. "Unpacking. We're unpacking now."

Chloe stood and pulled Beca into her arms. "Whoa, trigger. Don't strain a muscle," she said huskily before softly kissing her love.

She fervently wished they could leave the boxes until sometime when she didn't need Beca so much. Then Chloe realized the time would never come, and her rational side won out.

"Right. Don't want to ruin the shower sex," Beca said when their lips parted.

"No sex in the shower!" Amy called from the kitchen.

"Yes sex in the shower!" Beca called back. "We really need two bathrooms," she said to Chloe in a softer tone.

Amy appeared in the doorway again, her hands on her hips. "If you fall and bust something, I'm not driving you to the hospital. Tough out the pain, aca-bitches. Better yet, do it in a bed – preferably yours."

Chloe and Beca collapsed on each other, laughing their heads off. Chloe considered it a good start to the day.

Well, folks. This is the first new part in over a year. I hope it didn't disappoint. :) From now on chapters will be posted one at a time as my editor and I get them as perfect as possible for posting. There won't be a specific schedule, but the chapters will be posted as soon as possible. Thanks for making it to Georgia with me!