14 days had passed since the weekend in Roman's house. Her job was easy. There really wasn't anything new and exiting about serving coffee and ice cream on a daily basis. The only thing that changed was the faces passing through.
After the first week Roman had convinced her to spend yet another weekend in his house and it all just seemed even more clear to her after starting her new job. They were worlds apart. He was a successful man with fans and money and a giant house, and she was nothing but a poor woman that probably never would get any further in life than where she was now. People would undoubtedly make her out to be a golddigger if the story about her and Roman fooling around ever hit the news. So she did her best to fly under the radar, refusing to go out to dinner but playing it off as if she just wanted to stay in with him. No reason to let him in on what was going on. After all, he had to struggle with the same thoughts too. They were the truth.
And now it was Friday again and they were on their way home from a week of hard work. Both her and Jessica looked up as they heard the car drive into the driveway. As always Jessica smiled widely, knowing her husband would walk through the door any second now. The front door opened and Chris entered followed by Roman. Hugs and kisses were given out quickly as they all greeted each other.
"Everything good around here?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, same old, same old. The kids are in the livingroom," Jessica answered.
"And you?" Chris looked at Piper. "Anything new under the sun in your world?"
"This guy at work offered me to be his roommate," she answered.
"What?" Roman asked.
"He has a free room I can rent," she answered, not knowing how else to make herself clear.
"You don't need that. You live here," Chris said.
"I live here for free. Everyday I feel like I owe you more and more for everything you're doing for me. I need to start my own life again," she said.
"And you think a small room in a guy's apartment is gonna do that for you?" Chris seemed angry.
"At least I'll be paying rent and buying my own food again," she said.
"No!" Chris raised his voice.
"I don't need your permission. You're not my dad," she bit back.
"I said no!" Chris said.
Trying to ease the tension and stop a fight that might be starting, Roman stepped in between them and squeezed her shoulder.
"Why don't you go get your stuff and we'll get out of here for the weekend?" He asked softly.
"Be sure to ask daddy here for permission to sleep with me first," she snorted.
She turned on her heel and walked to her room to pick up the bag she had already packed.
"Roman..." Chris started.
"I know. I'm with you. But not now, Chris, not now," Roman said.
Chris nodded as she came walking back. She walked past him and opened the front door.
"Piper," Chris called softly after her.
"Don't worry, I'll be back before curfew Sunday," she said as she walked out of the house.
They were both quiet in the car on their way to Roman's house. He knew she was mad and he didn't know what to say. He didn't want to make her even more mad. He could see it from both points of views. Of course she wanted to move on and start a new life and of course Chris only wanted what was best for her.
"You wanna go out for dinner?" He asked as he put her bag down in the bedroom.
"Nope, I wanna stay in all weekend and never leave this bed," she said as she jumped up on the bed.
"That sounds like fun," he smirked.
"You're welcome to join me," she said.
He crawled up on the bed, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close for a deep kiss.
"Soon I'll be able to spend more time with you," he said lowly as his teeth nippled on her earlobe. "The Summer is always packed with stuff but soon we won't have to be gone entire weeks at the time."
She didn't know what to answer so she just gave him a little moan in return as he once again nippled on her earlobe, hoping it would be enough answer for him right now.
"Listen, baby girl, Chris has a point," he started.
"Not you too," she rolled her eyes and pushed her way out of his arms.
"I get you wanna move out and start over. But a room in some guy's apartment?" He asked.
"What? You think I'll sleep with him?" She fired back.
"No, I trust you. But it just doesn't seem like starting over. A roommate? It doesn't seem like your thing," he said.
"It's all I can afford. Selling ice cream doesn't pay well," she said.
"So let me buy you a place that can be your own," he offered.
"And then I'll be forever in debt to you," she sighed. "Don't you get it? I don't wanna owe anyone anything. I wanna be my own woman."
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he said. "I just think we should talk about it."
"The way I see it, you got two options right now. You can keep talking and watch me leave this bed and walk out of here, or you can shut up and fuck me," she said and bit her lip.
He shook his head as a smirk crawled up on his face. He didn't even have to think about those two options. He pulled her close and kissed her while pushing her down on her back, pinning her between his body and the bed. He knew they eventually had to open the talk again and he knew she was playing him to get her way, but damn it, he couldn't resist her. He'd play this game with her all weekend if it meant having her under him, naked and ready, the entire time.