No One Could Have Guessed
7- Spending The Night
When they got home Sean took Jessica out of the car and carried her inside. Him and Christine then positioned Jess on the couch and Sean realized there was blood on Jessica's shirt.
"Was she bleeding?" Sean asked trying to think if she could have gotten cut while they were moving her.
Christine's attention then went straight to her throbbing hand. Through all the commotion she had completely forgotten about her still bleeding knuckles.
"No. I probably got blood on her." she said it ashamed. No reason to of course.
"Are you bleeding? You ok? What happened?" he had suddenly became the concerned father.
"It's nothing." Christine got up and rinsed her hand off under the sink. She winced at the pain when the water hit her open cuts. Sean ran to the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol.
"Let me take a look." he walked up next to her and took her hand. He poured on the alcohol and she squeezed his hand to help relieve some pain. Sean was surprised by her strength. He bandaged up her hand and they continued to sit and talk.
"So how did that happen?" he really wanted to talk to her, but didn't know exactly what to say.
"Well, we were at the party and I wandered into some room and started talking to this guy. And he kind of just attacked me. But before he could do anything I punched him." realized what she was saying, Christine suddenly became proud of herself.
"He tried to make a move on you?" he wasn't sure if he should be having this kind of a conversation with her, but he knew he wasn't doing anything wrong. And quite frankly didn't care.
"Yea, he kissed me and when I pulled away that's when he threw me onto the bed. But he never had a chance." Christine was so happy to be able to talk to him.
"Tough huh?" he wanted her so bad right now. He was using all he could to control himself.
"Not that tough. He was nothing. You on the other hand..." she touched his arm, "I don't think I could take you." she said it teasing him.
"Well hopefully we'll never have to find out. You seem pretty strong. Atleast by the way the squeezed my hand before." he grinned letting loose a bit.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I didn't hurt you did I?" Christine was feeling comfortable and felt a sarcastic remark was necessary.
"No sweetie don't worry you didn't hurt me. Probably couldn't if you tried." now they were both having fun.
"What? You don't think so huh?" she laughed as she playfully hit him in the arm with her other hand.
He faked being hurt and rubbed his arm.
"Ouch." Sean meant it in a 'is that all you got?' way and was glad she picked up on his subtle joking.
"Oh is the baby ok? Maybe he needs a kiss on his boo boo." Christine leaned over to him and instead of kissing his arm where his 'boo boo' was she kissed him on his lips and Sean was taken by surprise.
He pulled away slowly but then leaned forward for a more passionate kiss. All thought and logic left his head. There was nothing there but him and Christine. He had gotten off his chair, careful not to break their kiss. He stepped toward her and positioned himself between her legs so he could reach her easier. He had his hands on her hips and soon his hands were under her shirt and running them slowly up and down her back. Her hands had found a place on his chest for balance. The last thing she needed was to fall forward off the chair. Sean snapped out of his daze and realized what he was doing. He pulled away but quickly this time, and it startled Christine. He had to say something. But he didn't know what. His mind was saying 'she's 16!' and everything else was screaming 'go for it'.
"We shouldn't be doing this." was the best he could come up with. Christine just looked down. Sean walked over to Jessica made sure she was ok and then walked back to Christine.
"Since this ones still out, you should probably just sleep in her bed." he walked her in and showed her where to find extra blankets. And with no more than a good night he was gone.
7- Spending The Night
When they got home Sean took Jessica out of the car and carried her inside. Him and Christine then positioned Jess on the couch and Sean realized there was blood on Jessica's shirt.
"Was she bleeding?" Sean asked trying to think if she could have gotten cut while they were moving her.
Christine's attention then went straight to her throbbing hand. Through all the commotion she had completely forgotten about her still bleeding knuckles.
"No. I probably got blood on her." she said it ashamed. No reason to of course.
"Are you bleeding? You ok? What happened?" he had suddenly became the concerned father.
"It's nothing." Christine got up and rinsed her hand off under the sink. She winced at the pain when the water hit her open cuts. Sean ran to the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol.
"Let me take a look." he walked up next to her and took her hand. He poured on the alcohol and she squeezed his hand to help relieve some pain. Sean was surprised by her strength. He bandaged up her hand and they continued to sit and talk.
"So how did that happen?" he really wanted to talk to her, but didn't know exactly what to say.
"Well, we were at the party and I wandered into some room and started talking to this guy. And he kind of just attacked me. But before he could do anything I punched him." realized what she was saying, Christine suddenly became proud of herself.
"He tried to make a move on you?" he wasn't sure if he should be having this kind of a conversation with her, but he knew he wasn't doing anything wrong. And quite frankly didn't care.
"Yea, he kissed me and when I pulled away that's when he threw me onto the bed. But he never had a chance." Christine was so happy to be able to talk to him.
"Tough huh?" he wanted her so bad right now. He was using all he could to control himself.
"Not that tough. He was nothing. You on the other hand..." she touched his arm, "I don't think I could take you." she said it teasing him.
"Well hopefully we'll never have to find out. You seem pretty strong. Atleast by the way the squeezed my hand before." he grinned letting loose a bit.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I didn't hurt you did I?" Christine was feeling comfortable and felt a sarcastic remark was necessary.
"No sweetie don't worry you didn't hurt me. Probably couldn't if you tried." now they were both having fun.
"What? You don't think so huh?" she laughed as she playfully hit him in the arm with her other hand.
He faked being hurt and rubbed his arm.
"Ouch." Sean meant it in a 'is that all you got?' way and was glad she picked up on his subtle joking.
"Oh is the baby ok? Maybe he needs a kiss on his boo boo." Christine leaned over to him and instead of kissing his arm where his 'boo boo' was she kissed him on his lips and Sean was taken by surprise.
He pulled away slowly but then leaned forward for a more passionate kiss. All thought and logic left his head. There was nothing there but him and Christine. He had gotten off his chair, careful not to break their kiss. He stepped toward her and positioned himself between her legs so he could reach her easier. He had his hands on her hips and soon his hands were under her shirt and running them slowly up and down her back. Her hands had found a place on his chest for balance. The last thing she needed was to fall forward off the chair. Sean snapped out of his daze and realized what he was doing. He pulled away but quickly this time, and it startled Christine. He had to say something. But he didn't know what. His mind was saying 'she's 16!' and everything else was screaming 'go for it'.
"We shouldn't be doing this." was the best he could come up with. Christine just looked down. Sean walked over to Jessica made sure she was ok and then walked back to Christine.
"Since this ones still out, you should probably just sleep in her bed." he walked her in and showed her where to find extra blankets. And with no more than a good night he was gone.