Sleep

Jill's phone rang, loud on the night stand. She groaned and rolled towards the noise. She felt around for it without opening her eyes. She finally found it and hit talk. "... Hello?" She rolled back over onto her back and splayed out. Chris was a little bit away (she had moved out of his grip in her sleep. Again.). He slept soundly still, which was adorable in its self.

"Hey, Jill!" a happy voice answered.

Jill sighed. "Hi. Why are you calling so early?"

"Early? Jill, it's almost eleven. I'm on my break. Some of us actually work." Jill rolled her eyes.

"I'm on vacation for a while."

Claire chuckled. "Yeah, with Chris. How'd that come to be, by the way?" Jill quickly told the short story beginning with the talk in the hospital and ending with the plans of a vacation to alleviate her fears of the future. "You guys should've gotten together ages ago."

"Yeah..."

Chris woke, groggy. He heard Jill talking and turned his head to see her on the phone. He rolled over, snuggling close. "Who are you talking to?" he asked.

"It's Claire," Jill informed. He pressed his face against her neck, breathing in her scent.

"So," Claire started. "When is he going to make you a Redfield?"

Jill blushed. "Claire, we only just started dating..." Chris smiled against her, hearing both sides of the conversation. He kissed Jill's neck, trailing down to her collarbone. "I'd say yes, though..."

"Well, of course you would," Claire laughed. "You two have loved each other for years. At least, I know he's loved you at least that long."

"It's the same for me," Jill said, tilting her head back as Chris roamed over her skin.

"Thought so. What have you guys done so far? And I'm talking about things outsideof the hotel room. Like dates and stuff."

Jill found it hard to focus with Chris sucking on the side of her neck. "Uhm..." She took a deep breath and slapped lightly at Chris. "We went to the beach... I forgot to send you a picture of that. Chris... fell asleep, so..." She pushed gently on his shoulder, attempting to get him to relent in his assault on her. "I buried him in the sand... And made a... made a..." She whined. "Chris, stop it!"

"What's he doing to you?!" Claire asked. "Nevermind! I don't want to know! Just make him stop so I can finish talking to you!"

Chris laughed, stopped and rested his head on her shoulder.

"He was just kissing me. Anyway, he fell asleep, so I buried him in the sand and built a sand castle on him." She yawned.

"I don't even want to know where he was kissing you," Claire answered. "But that sounds awesome. Send me the picture! Nothing else, though?"

"We walked along the boardwalk."

"Oh, tell her what you did!" Chris said, tilting his head up.

"What'd you do?" The younger Redfield asked from the other side of the phone, having heard Chris.

Jil sighed. "I slapped a bitch, that's what. She and her friend were hitting on Chris and she hurt Chris by touching where his stiches are. No one hurts Chris. Exspecially not some slut."

Claire couldn't help but laugh loudly into the phone. "Oh my God. Jill, you're the, you're the best!" Still laughing, Claire kept speaking. "Oh God! I can't wait until you're officially part of the family. He needs to make you a Redfield, pronto!"

During Claire's laughter, Chris had resumed his assault on Jill's neck. Jill huffed. "Claire, he's doing it again."

"Claire stopped laughing and started complaining. "Chris!" she yelled out of the phone. "Let me talk to my future sister-in-law!"

Chris grabbed the phone from Jill. "You should let mekiss my girlfriend on our vacation! Bye!" He hung up and pressed his lips to the side of her neck. Her breath hitched as he nibbled his way down her collarbone.

"Chris..." Jill hissed. "You just scarred your sister, I'm pretty sure."

He spoke in between kisses. "Well..." kiss. "She shouldn't have called..." kiss. "During our vacation."

"She just wanted to... Wanted to... Goddamnit, Chris. I can't focus." He chuckled and moved to her lips. He kissed her, hand gripping her hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down against her. It was a few long minutes before he pulled away. "You're being a goddamned tease, you know that?"

He chuckled. "How so?"

"You're kissing me... Like that. And you have stiches that have another few days of healing before you and I can do anything... fun."

"You don't think that that's not bothing me?" He groaned low in his throat as she flipped him, her upper body resting on his, though her legs were both to one side. "Because, trust me, it is..." She kissed him and rested her head on his shoulder. "I've got something planned for us, by the way. A date tonight."

"What is it?"

"You'll see."