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After the groceries had been put away, the group made themselves comfortable around the living room. Gilbert smiled at the three youngsters, as Beth settled in next to Jeff on the couch.
"I must admit Trish, I'm a big fan of you." Trish smiled at Gilbert, nodding a 'thanks', as he continued on. "I don't really see your character as being a slut, maybe a bitch, but defiantly not a slut. You were just doing what had to be done." Trish smiled once again at him, shifting in the big comfy chair she had sprawled out in. "By the way, I think you resemble your character in no way at all."
"Thanks, that means a lot to me. Most people just assume I'm also a slut, just because I portray one on TV" Trish was interrupted by Beth coughing. She wrapped her skinny arm around Jeff's waist.
"You know Trish, a thousand people can't be wrong!" The brunette exclaimed rather snottily. She huffed, and continued on. "I'm so sick of you acting so sweet around everyone, why don't you just let your true colors show? You're a heartless bitch underneath it all, Trish!" She stood up, heading upstairs quickly, her feet purposely stomping on the stairs. Jeff turned to Trish, his eyes full of a silent apology.
"I'm sorry. Beth hasn't been feeling well lately, not to mention she gets slightly jealous. Just ignore her, she'll warm up to you." Trish nodded, as Gilbert got up, heading upstairs after Beth. Trish looked over at Jeff, their eyes meeting.
"Jeff.." Trish started, unsettlingly. "I think I'm in love with you." Jeff's eyes went wide, and he quickly pulled her towards him, placing his finger over her lips to silence her. She continued to gaze into his eyes, as he sighed softly.
"Trish, you don't mean that." She opened her mouth to reply, but once again he silenced her. "I'm a horrible person. You don't know about half of the things I've done. You're too good for me, our child needs the best." He paused, as he sniffed slightly. "And I'm far from the best, honey." Trish shifted, staring up at him. He was perfect in every way to her.
"Jeff, you know that's not true. You're amazing, and I refuse to listen to you diss yourself like that. I want you. Can't you see that?" She scooted up, her hands running down his chest, causing him to shiver at the feel of her cold fingers. "Stop fighting it. You know you want it."
Trish leaned her head towards his, letting her lips touch his briefly for a moment. At first, his lips stiffened against hers, but as she continued, he soon kissed her back. Their kisses became more heated, as they lied back on the couch. Their arms tangled around each other, each of them oblivious to the brunette watching them from the stairs.
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After the groceries had been put away, the group made themselves comfortable around the living room. Gilbert smiled at the three youngsters, as Beth settled in next to Jeff on the couch.
"I must admit Trish, I'm a big fan of you." Trish smiled at Gilbert, nodding a 'thanks', as he continued on. "I don't really see your character as being a slut, maybe a bitch, but defiantly not a slut. You were just doing what had to be done." Trish smiled once again at him, shifting in the big comfy chair she had sprawled out in. "By the way, I think you resemble your character in no way at all."
"Thanks, that means a lot to me. Most people just assume I'm also a slut, just because I portray one on TV" Trish was interrupted by Beth coughing. She wrapped her skinny arm around Jeff's waist.
"You know Trish, a thousand people can't be wrong!" The brunette exclaimed rather snottily. She huffed, and continued on. "I'm so sick of you acting so sweet around everyone, why don't you just let your true colors show? You're a heartless bitch underneath it all, Trish!" She stood up, heading upstairs quickly, her feet purposely stomping on the stairs. Jeff turned to Trish, his eyes full of a silent apology.
"I'm sorry. Beth hasn't been feeling well lately, not to mention she gets slightly jealous. Just ignore her, she'll warm up to you." Trish nodded, as Gilbert got up, heading upstairs after Beth. Trish looked over at Jeff, their eyes meeting.
"Jeff.." Trish started, unsettlingly. "I think I'm in love with you." Jeff's eyes went wide, and he quickly pulled her towards him, placing his finger over her lips to silence her. She continued to gaze into his eyes, as he sighed softly.
"Trish, you don't mean that." She opened her mouth to reply, but once again he silenced her. "I'm a horrible person. You don't know about half of the things I've done. You're too good for me, our child needs the best." He paused, as he sniffed slightly. "And I'm far from the best, honey." Trish shifted, staring up at him. He was perfect in every way to her.
"Jeff, you know that's not true. You're amazing, and I refuse to listen to you diss yourself like that. I want you. Can't you see that?" She scooted up, her hands running down his chest, causing him to shiver at the feel of her cold fingers. "Stop fighting it. You know you want it."
Trish leaned her head towards his, letting her lips touch his briefly for a moment. At first, his lips stiffened against hers, but as she continued, he soon kissed her back. Their kisses became more heated, as they lied back on the couch. Their arms tangled around each other, each of them oblivious to the brunette watching them from the stairs.
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