A/N: Sorry for the delay in updating, work's been runnin' me ragged & I've been trying to get my stuff together to go out of town...The story from here on out will slowly start to take a different turn, as always reviews are much appreciated! :)

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As they giggled secretively in their own little world, stealing little kisses and making eyes at each other, Kris and Phil soon became aware of a silence in the room. Slowly, they turned their heads towards the other guys, who were standing there staring at them.

"Are we gonna have to go find a hotel?" Josh asked. Jake clamped his hand over his face, grimacing from the mental picture his brother had just put into his head.

Phil let his arms drop from Kris's shoulders and laughed. "Alright, alright, let's get something to eat" he said, taking Kris's hand and leading her into the dining room to the food.

"THANK you!" said Josh. Meanwhile, Freddie and Murray had moved to sit on the couch, continuing their conversation about the upcoming season. They'd been around the block a few times, so they weren't too bothered by the "over" affection. Josh and Jake weren't exactly "bothered" by it, but they were still cautious. They understood the miscommunication that had happened between their dad and Kris about the baby, but they had still seen their dad get hurt over the years by some of the women he had been with, and they just didn't want it to happen again. So far, both boys had seen nothing but good from Kris, and although they would continue to mercilessly tease their father, they knew that she was good for him.

Once they hit the dining room, Phil looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else was coming behind them. When he saw they weren't, he closed the sliding doors and pushed Kris up against the wall, pinning her with a very passionate kiss. Kris was surprised by Phil's sudden move, but wasn't about to complain. She wrapped her arms around him, running her hands up and down his back. When he finally broke away for air, Kris chuckled.

"What was THAT for?" she asked, panting.

"Just 'cause......" Phil answered.

"You heard what the boys said" Kris replied. "I don't think they're too comfortable with us.....you know...."

Phil laughed, throwing his head back. "And you think I care what they think?"

"Well no" answered Kris. "But they're our guests. We don't want them going to a hotel..."

Phil gave her a sly look as she spoke...."Or do we......" he said, teasing. Kris pushed herself away from the wall, punching him in the arm.

"Come on, let's be adult here" she said, reaching for a plate.

"I can be adult...." Phil said, his voice low. Kris stopped and looked at him. She saw the glint in his eye and the little grin. She cleared her throat, thinking it better to not go there right now with so many people in the house.

"Food, Phil" she said. "You haven't eaten all day. You gotta eat something".

"I can eat alright......but food isn't exactly what I have in mind...."

"PHIL!" Kris hissed. "Stop it! The boys are right in the next room!!"

"So?" answered Phil. "That didn't stop you on the boat..."

Kris blushed, thinking of all the times she and Phil had snuck off into his stateroom, or played around in the wheelhouse. Phil was right, it was pretty damn obvious what they had been doing, and the boat's quarters were a little smaller than this house. "Well.....that was different...." said Kris, turning back to the table. She could feel herself getting flushed, even just thinking about it.

As she reached for an egg roll, she felt Phil's body press into hers. He covered her hands with his own and put the plate back down onto the table. "We leave tomorrow" he whispered. "Who knows when we'll get a chance to be alone again....let's just head upstairs, boys be damned".

Kris couldn't resist his voice, never could. She turned around to face Phil. Before she could speak, Phil picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "What are you doing?!?!?" she asked. Phil just laughed as he headed out the other door of the dining room, through the kitchen and up the stairs. Once they reached the bedroom, Phil shut the door behind him with his foot and not so subtly dropped Kris on the bed. She bounced up and down before rolling to a stop.

"Geez, that was romantic" she teased.

"Take it or leave it, sweetheart" laughed Phil. "We don't have a lot of time, here...."

"Ah, fast and furious, huh?" answered Kris, pulling her top off. Phil was too busy hopping on one leg as he pulled his jeans off to answer. Kris laughed at him, watching him try his best to balance himself.

Finally naked, Phil jumped onto the bed with her and helped her to take off the rest of her clothes. They both lay still, looking at each other. "So, what now?" asked Kris.

Phil laughed. "If you don't know the answer to that by now, I'm going to have to take back that ring!"

"NEVER!" yelled Kris, laughing, as she jumped up and straddled Phil. Phil held onto her hips, watching as she rocked back and forth on him. "You'll never get this ring back! I'll SHOW you what comes next!"

Phil smiled and brought his arms up under his head, sighing. "Go to it" he said. Kris moved back slightly and reached a hand down, stroking him softly. Phil closed his eyes and let the feeling wash over him. He was already half hard from their little flirt session in the dining room, so it didn't take much to get him going.

Kris watched him grow harder before her eyes. She was fascinated with every part of Phil's body, always had been. She loved seeing what she could do to him, and how he reacted to it. As she picked up her pace a little, Phil brought his hands to her breasts, caressing them slowly. Kris turned to look at him and saw that he had opened his eyes and was looking back at her.

"I love you" she whispered.

"I love you" he whispered back. Kris let go of his cock and moved herself back up so she was right on top of him. She reached down again and guided him into her, lowering herself slowly. Phil's hands stilled for a moment, but soon started moving again once he was all the way in. He looked up at her. "Fuck me" he said, voice low.

That was the first time Phil had said that to her, and with him saying it, in that voice of his, it just did magical things to her body. She couldn't help the fit of giggles that came out. She felt like the horniest thing in the whole world, and she had all this energy all of a sudden. Phil looked at her confused when she laughed, but his expression soon changed to one of slack-jawed amazement when she began to move faster, lifting herself up and then slamming down onto his lap.

"Yeah.....yeah....." was the constant mantra coming from his mouth. Kris could feel her orgasm building. She was already so close, but she didn't want to cum too soon before Phil did. Although, judging by his expression and his moans, he wasn't too far behind.

Kris bit her lip in concentration. Phil had said this may be the last time for a while since there was a lot of work to be done to get ready for the season, so she was determined to make it good. She knew her hard work was paying off when she felt Phil's hands on her hips. She could always tell in this position when Phil was ready to cum because he always grabbed her hips, moving her the way he wanted and needed in order to finish.

Kris brought her hands to his, covering them, and let Phil take over for the end. His eyes were open and he was staring at her, their breaths and moans the only sound in the room. Phil pulled her down onto him as he came, his hips bucking up slightly, the quick little motions bringing Kris over the edge. She collapsed on top of him, buring her face in his neck, panting for breath.

They lay like that for a long time. Kris was almost asleep when she felt Phil roll her off of him and onto her side of the bed. She opened her eyes for a moment as Phil pulled the covers up over her, kissing her forehead and tucking her in. "Sleep tight" he whispered. Kris closed her eyes again and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Phil watched her for a few moments before heading into the bathroom. He cleaned himself up and looked into the mirror. First thing tomorrow morning he was heading to the doctor's office to get the final report. He hoped that all he would hear was the same old thing of "stop smoking, start exercising, blah blah blah" but he was afraid of what else the doctor might tell him. Since his last checkup, the doctor had done some digging into the family history, and Phil had gotten quite the wake up call when he ordered a bunch of tests. Tomorrow he would get the answer, and right now, at this moment, he wasn't too sure that he wanted to hear it. But one thing was for sure.....no matter what he was told, Kris could never, EVER know.