This is just bullshit," Joey said as she walked into Pacey's office. "Hello to you, too." Pacey teased as he saw his wife walk in and shut the door.
She sat down and gave him a look. A look he had been seeing since he was seven. A look that he knew far too well.
"Do you know what I am about to say?" Joey challenged him.
Pacey gulped as he looked up from his papers. "Should I?"
"Yeah, you should," Joey said. "Ok, well why don't you tell me?"
"Pacey, the house is freezing. And I am tired of it. I have to work from home all day. And I'm so sick and tired of being cold all the time."
"It's winter, Joey. There isn't much we can do, the B&B use to do that during the winter. And you are always cold."
"But I'm tired of being cold." Joey pouted as she sat in a chair in front of him and put her elbows on the desk.
"Well, I'm sorry, sweetheart. There isn't much I can do." He whispered as he walked over to her and kissed her lips.
"Fine, I'm going home," Joey said as she stood up.
"Joey you can't honestly be mad at me for something. I can't even control."
But Joey was gone.
"Geez, that woman is going to be the end of me someday."
Later that night, Pacey got home and went upstairs to find Joey already asleep in bed. He took off his work clothes quietly as he could and then went into bed. He kissed her shoulder blade and then her cheeks.
"Pacey." She muttered into her pillow. But he didn't stop, he softly kissed behind her ear, and then Joey turned over to face him.
"I'm sorry," Joey whispered. "I'll see what I can do about the heater tomorrow." He whispered as he put her on top of him.
She then kissed his lips and their tongue pressed together in a hot, open-mouthed kissed.
He pulled her into him as the pace they went into was going faster.
The heavy breathing filled the room as he put his left hand on one side and pushed his body on the other which left a loud groan that he had been wanting from her.
"Come, come." She whispered as he pushed himself into her again. "Yes. Don't stop." She cried as he kissed her breast very gently and stroked his arousal throughout her body.
"Is what you want?" He whispered as she leaned her head back and let out a cry in pleasure. "Yes." She whispered as he could feel everything becoming sore after a while.
He continued to pull himself into her body as she kept guiding him onto what she wanted at the moment. But, she eventually rolled off of her and the two were silent as heavy breathing filled the room.
"Pacey," Joey whispered as she put her lips on his shoulder blade. "Yes?"
"I think I'm warm now." She whispered with a giggle as he pulled her in. "I swear, you will be the death of me, woman." He whispered as he kissed the top of her head and leaned his chin on the top of her head.
She said nothing but let out a giggle. She knew she was going to be the death of him but everything about tonight made her forget the silly reason why she was angry. And so everything she wanted started again
