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" Dixon!" Jillian called as she walked into their house. " Come help me please!" She said as she pulled the bags into the house. Daryl appeared in the hallway.

" For fuck sakes, Jillian, how much shit did you get?" He asked.

" Jut help me take the bags into the bedroom and I will show you." She said. Daryl smiled as he took a hold of some of the bags. She followed him up the stairs and into their room. They put the bags on the bed before he sat down. He rested his back against the headboard of the bed. Jillian opened a bag and took out some shirts. " Okay, so you can only take five things of each item, like five shirts, five jeans, and so on. So I got you, some new shirts, jeans, boxers, socks, and some shoes." She said as she laid out the shirts she got him.

" You got me stuff?" He asked in surprised. He reached out and picked up a shirt.

" Yeah of course I did." She said as she pulled out the pants she had gotten him.

" I didn't even know you knew my sizes." He said as he held up the light blue, button down shirt she picked for him.

" We have been dating for almost six months now and living together the entire time, I washed your clothes in the lake, of course I know your sizes." She said. " I couldn't find any sleeveless shirts but we can cut them out if you want." She tossed an unopened bag of socks and boxers on the bed. He looked through all the shirts. She had picked out an orange plaid shirt, a light gray one, a plaid blue one and a plaid gray one. All of them button down. She had also gotten him a pack of wife beater tanks for him to wear under his button downs.

" You picked out a lot of blues and grays." He said as set them down. She nodded.

" Yeah. You look best in blues and grays. They bring out your eyes." She said as she started folding his shirts. He picked up the pants then. She had picked him out dark gray cargo pants, faded jeans, black cargo, and two pairs of dark blue cargos. She picked up another bag and set it on the bed. She pulled out another box and handed it to him. Daryl set the box on his lap and opened it. He took out the new boots she had gotten him. He ran his hand over them and noticed they were shaking.

" Ain't no one brought anythin for me since I was 16." He said softly. Jillian paused in her movements as she looked at him.

" What?" She asked.

" When I turned sixteen and got a job, my dad stopped buyin me stuff. I was responsible for all my own clothes and shit." He set the boots down and met her eyes.

" If you think this stuff is cool wait until our first Christmas together." She said with a smile. He reached out and took a hold of her wrist. He pulled her to him and she brought her mouth down to his.

" I love you." He whispered against her mouth after they kissed. She smiled and pulled away

" I love you too." She said.

Daryl looked through the things she had gotten herself then helped her put everything away. His eyes lite up when he saw she had gotten matching bras and panties. He loved it when she matched. They gathered up the bags then went down stairs to throw them away. He had taken the cook books out for her and they decided to make dinner together. Andrea and Jillian had lunch at the diner and Jillian was excited to tell him everything they had seen and learned. Daryl opened a bottle of wine and poured her glass while she talked.

" So this Nicole, the girl from the first store we went into, she does not have a baby. She is not dating anyone but she goes to these single meetings," She took the glass from him and thanked him. Daryl started getting the chicken ready for them to cook. She hopped onto the counter. " she hasn't meant anyone she really likes yet but she's hoping too soon because Ryan has been pushing her to get pregnant. I guess he comes into the store and reminds her, every day, about the soldiers or sperm donors she could use to have a baby." Daryl took a drink from the wine bottle. She smiled, she loved that he hardly ever used glasses.

" So he just wants everyone pregnant?" He asked as he moved around the kitchen.

" Yeah. I guess after a woman has a baby, Ryan thinks that when the baby turns a year old, the woman should try and get pregnant again. And Nicole isn't even sure she wants to have a baby." Jillian said.

" She talked pretty openly with you guys then?" Daryl asked.

" Yeah, she said there aren't many girls here my age that aren't pregnant or don't have babies. I kind of like her, I won't mind getting to know her better." Jillian said.

" I think we got to be careful. Don't know if that lil jack ass has spies or somthin." Daryl said as he started up the stove.

" I guess he has a ' wife' but he had like 10 kids between him, the wife and a few other women. His wife doesn't seem to mind because she understands the need to repopulate the world." Jillian said. He faced her and leaned against the stove once he got dinner cooking. He crossed his arms over his chest.

" How you feel about that? Can I try and make babies with other women?" He asked.

" You like having your dick attacted? Cuz if you do, I'd keep it away from other women." She said in a sing song voice. Daryl smirked.

" I do kind of like it attacted." He said. " I thought you were supposed to be helpin me with supper."

" But I got you clothes and shit." She said. He came forward and over to her. He stood in between her legs and put his hands on her hips. He leaned down so their faces were even with each other.

" I want you to kiss me." He said. She smiled and grabbed his shirt. She pulled him closer as she wrapped her legs around his lower back and squeezed him. She tilted her head and kissed him slowly.

" I never had a boyfriend who ordered me around as much as you do." She said. He smiled against her mouth.

" I ain't ever had a girlfriend who drives me as crazy as you do." He said. He pulled away and took her hand. " Come on, Babe, I'm gonna teach you somthin about cookin." She smiled as she hopped off the counter.

" So there are these other meetings where women and men just get together to meet up and have sex. They just have sex in like a big room together, just trying to get pregnant." Jillian said.

" Yeah, Shane told me as much at supper last night." Daryl said as he led her to the cutting board he had set out. He was going to teach her how to make mashed potatoes.

" You didn't tell me that." She said as he picked up the knife. He smiled as he handed it to her.

" No, I didn't. When you were blowin me I wasn't think about what Shane said. Sorry." He said. She laughed as she started cutting the potatoes up.

" So, I don't want a baby but..." She let her voice trail off.

" But what?" He asked as he leaned his back against the counter while he looked down at her. He was standing beside her, his arms crossed over his chest, wine bottle in one hand.

" But there is a pet store there. There are tons of pets they have found and I have always wanted a dog or a cat. There are tons of dogs and cats there and I just think we need a pet." She waited for him to answer her and when he didn't she looked up at him. " I want a pet."