Neighborhood
Bo
"Did I mention how much I liked dinner?" I gasp as Lauren's lips travel down my neck. As soon as I finished the last of our meal, I just couldn't hold back any longer. I stood from my chair and went over to Lauren. I took her by surprise when I straddled her lap and demanded a kiss. She eagerly responded and that's where we remained for the last half an hour. "Because I really liked it."
Lauren laughs, bringing her lips to mine again. "I'm glad. I just wanted tonight to be special." She says resting her face in the crook of my neck.
Her words confuse me slightly, so I wrap my arms around her neck. "Baby, every night is special as long as you're with me." I hear a small chuckle come from her hiding spot and grab her shoulders so I can look into her hazel eyes. "Lauren... Why did you need tonight to be special? What's so different about tonight?" I can tell she's nervous but why?
Lauren groans, but I wait as she sits up straighter. Her hands give my hands an encouraging squeeze that makes me smile. It's rare when I get to see this confident woman nervous. "Isabeau... I love you..." I smile and laugh lightly. "I love you too, Lauren."
She smiles and continues. "Ever since that first day I laid eyes on you, a part of me was never the same. I tried not to love you, I really did." Lauren laughs again, shaking her head back and forth. Her words are putting a weird nervousness in my chest, but I dare not try and interrupt.
"But every time I saw a glimpse of you, or heard your laugh through passing, it would make a bad day the best day. I can't explain everything that you made me feel, Bo. What you continue to make me feel." She grabs my hand to place it on her chest. Her heart is beating so rapidly, that I'm sure it's going to burst out at any moment.
I lean forward, pressing my forehead to hers. I'm having difficulty swallowing the lump in my throat. "I feel the same about you. I tried so hard not to fall for you. But at the end of each day, I'd hope to see your face as I dreamt. I just didn't know we could make it a reality."
"I'm just glad it wasn't all in my head." Lauren says pulling back and wiping a stray tear off of her face like she was embarrassed by it. "But before I lose my nerve, I want to ask you something."
"Anything..."
"I was wondering if you'd want to move in with me?" Lauren asks in a pained voice. I honestly thought she was going to ask to marry me. A part of me is relieved, but honestly a part of me disappointed.
Lauren
I finally asked her. It hasn't been easy, but it's out there. I'm waiting for Bo to answer and I can't help but notice her look somewhat...sad. So naturally, I panic and begin damage control. "You're right it's too soon for us to live together. We're still new at being a couple and I don't want to rush us if you're not ready. I'm not even sure Kenzi would want to buy a house with us." I go to stand up before my emotions bubble over. I don't want Bo to see how upset I am.
As soon as I move forward, Bo stops me. "Yes." I hear her whisper.
"Yeah it's fine Bo. It was a stupid idea." I tell her, struggling to keep my voice even. But again she won't let me get up. And before I can even process it, she grabs my face and crushes her lips against mine. The force of the kiss is enough to bruise my lips, but I don't care. All I care is what Bo makes me feel.
When air becomes a necessity, we break apart gasping for every breath. "I love you Lauren Lewis and I'd love to move in with you."
I snap my eyes open not sure if I heard her right. "Wait, what did you say?"
Bo smiles and rubs her nose against mine and then whispers in my ear. "I said yes. I'd love to."
In one fluid motion I stand up, taking Bo with me. I love hearing the surprise gasp that escapes her lips and feeling her legs wrap around my waist. I don't know where my legs want to go, but I trap Bo against the wall right before the stairs. The candles only give off so much light and it would really kill the mood if either of us got hurt.
Fusing our mouths together, I take my time caressing her body. The thin shirt Bo is wearing makes it easy since that's pretty much all she has on.
Her legs keep pulling me tighter against her body, grinding her hips into my stomach. "I need you so bad, Lo."
Bo's breath hitches when my hand cups between her legs. I massage through her underwear and can tell just how aroused she is. "God Bo, you're so ready for me."
"Please Lauren," she pleads leaning further into the wall and giving me more access. "I need you to touch me."
Moaning, I kiss her and deepen it quickly. I then grab the top of her panties and drag them down until she gets the hint and kicks them the rest of the way. Not wanting to waist anymore time, I run a finger along her slit before entering her.
Keeping Bo pinned, I lift my upper body and watch as I thrust into my lover. Every little thing about Bo drives me wild. The soft gasp every time I fill her up. The way her breasts bounce with every thrust. But my favorite is the pure love in her eyes when we are connected so intimately.
Her mouth hangs open and moans begin to fill the cabin. Knowing she's getting closer, I ease another finger into her and rub her swollen clit with my thumb. "Oh shit, that's it! Right there!" Bo encourages me out of breath.
I double my efforts, ignoring my burning muscles, and thrust deeper to hit that special spot. It's doesn't take long before her body goes rigid and her mouth falls open as her orgasm washes over her. I keep kissing and dragging my teeth along her neck, helping her ride it out but it just makes her come even harder.
I only stop when I feel her body completely relax. "You're too beautiful Bo. I don't think I'll ever grow tired of you." Bo kisses me and lets her tongue wanders languidly in my own and its times like this that I could spend forever just kissing her.
Pulling back, Bo smiles lazily and rests her head on my shoulder. "I hope you don't. Because I will never stop loving you."
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Kenzi
"Thanks again, Kenzi. I didn't know who else could bring this to me. I tried calling Bo, but it goes straight to voicemail." Trick says sadly as he takes the books from me.
I scratch the back of my neck and try to be compassionate. "Yeah, she and Hotpants are on vacation for a little while. But I'm sure she'll call you when she gets back." I'm not sure if she will, but Trick is still being weird around them so I can't blame her if she doesn't.
So when he wanted to grab a few of his books that Bo borrowed from him, I was happy to drop them off. He's been doing better, physically but he still so set on Bo marrying a man. He sees Lauren as weak and as someone who isn't enough for her. But he couldn't be more wrong.
Trick opens his mouth, probably to say something judgmental about them going away together, but a knock on his door stops him. "Expecting someone, Trickster?"
He shakes his head, but before either of us can say anything else, the door opens and an older guy walks in. He's wearing a charcoal grey suit with a white shirt. His salt and pepper hair makes his blue eyes almost shine. He looks familiar almost. "Can I help you, dude? Because this ain't your home!"
I grab the tall lamp that's in reach, ready to swing at this creep that is smirking at Trick and I, but a hand stops me. "You shouldn't be here..." Trick says no louder than a whisper, but grows louder. "You need to leave! Now!"
"It's good to see you too, Patrick." The guy says with humor in his voice. He walks over to the sofa and takes a seat. "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important, but it concerns Aife...and Isabeau."
Then it hits me like a ton of bricks. "Fuck me sideways. You're him. You are Jack! Bo's dad!" I turn to Trick and his face is a mixture of guilt and anger. "You knew? For how long?! What did you do?!" I ask angrily.
"It's none of your business Kenzi!" Trick barks out at me, but this is my bestie's daddy, her supposed to be dead dad. But here he is, very much alive.
"I have to call Bo." I say to myself shaking as I grab my phone, but Jack's voice stops me. "Not so fast, little one. Patrick and I need to talk first."
"You guys have been alive all this time? Making Bo, your only daughter, believe you were dead. Did you even think how much your 'death' affected her?!"
Jack stands to face me better, towering over me like a small child. "We had our reasons. Don't judge what you don't know! But like I said before, I have to talk to Patrick. It's a matter of life and death." He looks at Trick, intrigued by something he finds. "It's happened to you, hasn't it old man?"
Trick follows his line of sight, tracing the scar along his scalp. "It has... But I was lucky enough to have a doctor close. Otherwise I'm almost positive I would still be in a coma."
I turn to Jack fearfully, "It happened to Bo's mom, didn't it?" He just nods his head. "And you're thinking it's going to happen to Bo." There's a sinking feeling that consumes my entire body. Unable to hold myself up, my legs give out and I slide to the ground.
Jack seems so sure. How would he be if the doctors never found the cause for the tumors appearing. Only theories. "The doctors think they're hereditary... but you know better."
"I do. I've made mistakes. I'm human. But I've come out of hiding to protect my little girl. So, where can I find her so I can save her?" Jack has this haunted look in his eyes, regret evident. But I still can't see a reason to fake your death and leave your child an orphan.
"She's on vacation with her girlfriend. They've had a tough year and needed to get away from everyone." I give a side glance to Trick. "They'll be back in a few days."
Jack tenses up ready to argue, but visibly relaxes. "I guess there's no use to argue further then. I'll wait for her to return." He rubs his face and mutters to himself. "I just hope she's okay."
I laugh startling the two guys, "Trust me, Lauren would move mountains to keep Bo safe. There's no place safer than with Dr. Hotpants. Trust me." I clap my hands together and get up and go to Tricks liquor cabinet. "Now," I pull out a few shot glasses and fill them up with the clear liquid. "Tell me everything, Jack. And I mean everything." AN: If you've noticed, I marked this with a C. But I have plans for a sequel so don't be too angry at leaving questions unanswered. I'll pick up right where I left off but the writing style might change. Maybe. Thank you guys for the support in this fic. This was my very first piece of writing and it will always be special to me. So thanks again for reading and following/favoriting! You guys are the best. If you can, leave a review of what you thought otherwise thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Till next time!
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