"Bill, please put me down. I don't know why you insist on carrying me like some caveman."

"Because you won't sit down. The doctor said rest. It's why I moved you in here with me."

"Temporarily, and walking to the kitchen isn't heavy lifting."

"It's more than I need you doing. I want you healthy and it's what the doctor ordered. Listen to me."

Steffy threw her arms up and surrendered. "Sure, sweetheart. You've missed a lot of work, and I'm sure your dad isn't happy."

"He's never happy, but he'd never spout a word about me being off to take care of you. He knows better. After that right hook you gave him, he's more than agreeable to anything you say."

"He deserved it," Steffy turned her nose up in the air. "He published us having sex. He better be glad I didn't press charges. It's against the law."

"Thank you for that. He got the point. I just wish you hadn't kicked the door so hard. Maybe you wouldn't have fractured your leg. You have to work on that temper, baby."

"It was either the door or his ass."

"Fair enough."

Steffy had been recuperating for the past two weeks, and Bill had been with her. He had been lucky enough to keep her and his father apart until about a two weeks ago. Steffy had to come by the office, and Senior ended up interrupting a private moment. Just like that, three months without incident went up in smoke. Steffy confronted Senior and threw a jab that shocked both him and Bill. He had never been more proud of his girl until on the way out she kicked the door and ended up injuring herself.

"I've never seen you so angry. It was sexy."

"I've never been face to face with the man who made my sex life public notice before. I didn't know how I'd feel until it happened."

"I don't blame you for your reaction."

"And what about Liam?"

"You know how I feel about that," Bill laughed.

Bill and Steffy hadn't seen Liam since that day at the office, but she'd ruined him professionally and publicly. The footage she'd found on his computer wasn't just of her. He had things from other computers he'd worked on. Things that could damage other companies. Steffy exposed him and cleared Bill's name in the process.

Now they were just living in their happy bubble. All of their problems had seemed to go away, but in the back of his mind, Bill knew Steffy was still worried. Liam made a comment that got next to her about Ridge's other daughter. She had no idea what that meant, but he knew it was eating away at her.

"So do you think you dad will ever like me?" Steffy laughed.

"You won't be on his Christmas list, but I know he respects you."

"Why? He didn't respect me before. He acted like I was some disposable piece in his own personal chess game."

"Because you stood up to him. You and I are the only two people to tell him to go to hell during the span of his life. He's not used to it, but it's refreshing to him."

"You know I don't mind if you spend time with him, I just won't. Not now."

"Then he doesn't get me either." Bill leaned in kissing the top of her nose, and Steffy smiled. "You, sweetheart, are the love of my life and I only go where you're comfortable. Number one I don't like being without you, number two, I don't like you being without me."

Steffy laughed, and Bill let her know how serious he was. "Steffy, I'm being totally honest. We might not have seen Liam since you ruined him, but I expect him to re-emerge in some way. He's going to retaliate."

"It's been three months," Steffy fussed.

"Three months with cameras in every aspect of our lives. What happens when the cameras go away? You're down a leg and I don't want you alone."

"That's the real reason you wanted me staying here." Steffy nodded. "I should have known."

"Known what? That I love you and don't want anything to happen to you?"

"That fear drove you to this and once it's gone we go back to our separate houses. There is nothing wrong with that," Bill heard her rush to say, and he felt something stir within him. He didn't want her to cover things up for his benefit. He wanted her to feel free enough to be completely honest.

Bill sat with her straddling him and brushed the hair from her eyes. "What to you want?"

"I'm fine where we are." She kissed him, and he could taste the lie on her tongue. He'd gotten good at reading her.

"You didn't bring much of your stuff over. Why?"

"Because it's not my house. I wasn't going to wear out my welcome."

Bill picked her up and walked her to his room, stopping at the door to twist the knob. They hadn't been sleeping there, he'd told her he was having work done on his room.

"What?" Steffy asked as he placed her on her feet. "You're actually going to let me walk?"

"It's a short distance." Bill shrugged. "Go into the closet."

Steffy hobbled into the closet on her one good leg and cast covered injured one only to fall against the door after pulling it open.

"Bill," she gasped. "What... what did you do? It looks amazing." He'd remodeled the closet to accommodate more clothes. Her clothes.

He dangled a key on his finger before holding it out to her. "Are you moving in or what?"

"No." Steffy shook her head.

"No?"

"No." She nodded. "It's sweet, it really is, but you don't do this, and I get it. You don't move women in. You don't believe in cohabitation."

"I didn't do a lot of things before you," Bill admitted. "I didn't do love—it wasn't real to me. I didn't think of other people before myself, but all I do now is think of ways to invoke one of those smiles." She smiled deeply for him and he pointed at her. "That's the one. I love that smile. I love making you smile that way."

"If you're not ready for this—"

"I'm ready. I know what I said about Katie, but I didn't love her. I don't want to wake up without you and if that means I have to share my closet and bed, then well... you can have the closet. The bed is off limits."

He was joking to hide the nervousness he felt. He'd never wanted a woman to spend more than a few nights before her, let alone move in. This was truly uncharted waters for him.

"But where will I sleep?"

"Anywhere—wait... Are you saying—"

"Bill, I love you. I really do, and if you're sure you want me sharing your space I want to be here. I just don't know how I'm going to move all that stuff with all this distance between our houses," she laughed.

"I hear they have movers for such a large job." He pulled her body to his. "Maybe I can get you some."

She put her lips to his and smiled deeper. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you guys too," Justin mocked as he walked to his room.

Steffy put her head into Bill's chest and laughed. "This is going to be fun. The three of us together."

"I didn't think of that," Bill's excitement deflated. She would be going from having her own place to a bachelor's pad. Would she be comfortable?

"He's so much fun, and he makes the best waffles," she laughed. "I want to keep him here forever."

"He might want his own place at some point." Bill kissed her hair. "Are you seriously okay with all this?"

"If you're willing to adjust your life in this way to include me, yes. Besides, I don't think he will be staying here much anyway. He and Amber are pretty hot and heavy. I'm not selling my house, Amber is going to live in it if anything and maybe my mom."

"So we're essentially just swapping roommates, huh?" Bill breathed down her neck. "I'm so happy, Steffy. I didn't know what you were going to say. I was a nervous wreck."

"Dollar Bill Spencer nervous? I just find that hard to believe."

"I don't know what I'm doing here. It's not like work where I'd crush the competition to get what I want. This is my life and the woman I want to spend it with. It's more delicate, more important."

"For a guy who doesn't know what he's doing you sure are doing everything right. Damn near perfect."

"I don't claim perfection. Only in the bedroom."

"You're definitely perfect there," she laughed and he ran his fingers through her hair, settling on the back of her scalp.

"When do you want me to move your things?"

"I need to break the news to a new people first. They're not going to be happy, but I don't care."

"Your father? What, you mean I haven't made his Christmas list yet?"

"I doubt he will ever approve of you, but it doesn't matter."

"Look at my Steffy spreading her wings and telling daddy to kiss her ass."

"You are so good for me," she chuckled. "Breaking out all my bad habits."

"You better believe it. I like my girls dirty."

"Dirty?"

"Filthy." He kissed her, rolling her over on the bed. When her legs crossed behind him, he gave her one last kiss and pulled out of her embrace. "But I have to get moving."

"Tease," Steffy hissed as she sat up. "Where are you going?"

"I have a sit down scheduled. Can't be avoided today."

"Sounds serious. Who is it with?"

"A business contact. I shouldn't be more than an hour."

"Ok. Well I guess I'll just hang out here until you get back."

"That's it?" Bill looked at her spread out on the bed.

"Yeah," Steffy nodded. "What else did you want me to say?"

"Never give up anything that easily. You see, if you had plead your case I'd be over there licking you up and down until you told me to stop."

"I'd never do that. Tell you to stop, I mean." She smirked as his fingers gravitated to the buttons on his shirt.

"That's my girl."

Pushing her hair back, he kissed her, taking in her deep breaths. Sliding his hands up her shirt, he sat up kissing her neck as he ran his hand over the clasp of her bra. Letting the straps drop at her sides, he ran his hands up to toss her shirt and bra into the air. Running his eyes over her beautiful body, he marveled the woman before him.

Snatching her head to the side, he laughed against her now overheated skin. Letting his hands roam down her sides, he found the snap of her jeans and popped them open. Rolling her on her back, he pulled back for a second and allowed her to toss his shirt over his head. Dancing his tongue down her neck, he bit down and listened to the pleasure mounting in he voice as she called to him.

Snatching her pants down her legs, he tossed them across the room and decided not to waste any more time and ripped her panties off, letting out a loud growl. She hissed, wrapping her legs around him, and he backed off her only to rip his own pants down.

Dropping his pants, he whisked his hand across his boxers and they went floating in the air. Watching her watch him, he let out a silly grin and walked back to the bed.

He wanted to make good on his promise, but she had other ideas. Grabbing his full length, running her tongue over him, she forced him down hard on the bed and took control. All he could do was grip the sheets.

Scooping his ball sack in her hands, she coiled her tongue around him, and he shuddered. He had experienced this act with her before, but she had never been so intense or direct. It was as if her mouth was commanding him and he had no choice but to bend to her will. Grabbing the pillow underneath him, he held on as she danced her tongue around him once more.

She was going so hard, everything that was on his mind went blank. He was mumbling his words, stumbling through his speech and when she took him all in, he bit his lip, letting the pleasure flow through him. Grabbing her head, he tried to slow her, but her strokes only intensified and he bit down harder on his lip. His delusions led him to believe he was floating and jerking his hips a little, he let her bring herself down further.

The wetness of her mouth and the velvety smoothness of her tongue had him on ten. He had never been so close to exploding in his life, and he couldn't do a thing but lay back and take it. She was driving him insane as he looked up and swore all the colors in the room were melting together. All he could make out through his blurry haze were the silver curtains that adorned his windows. Everything else was lost in the shuffle of the passion, clouding his brain. He was cumming, hard, and he couldn't hold back; nor did he want to.

Grabbing her head, he tried to hold her off, and managed to hold her head still, but her tongue still found its way to tease him in the most agonizing way. Letting her go, he turned his head, yelling into a pillow as his hips bucked involuntarily. Unable to control himself, he just sat back when she took him all the way in, letting his tip tickle her throat. Listening to her steady humming, he bit his lip, clenching his eyes shut as the most glorious climax swept through him.

"Steffy." He gripped her head tighter, releasing into her mouth. Watching her take his offering and swallow it before giving him another round of forceful strokes of her tongue made him feel like he was cumming again, but all he managed was a loud hiss into the humidity of the room. Running an exhausted hand down his face, he exhaled and tried to catch his breath. She had really taken him by surprise.

Reaching, grabbing her hair, he rolled her over, planting his hips between her thighs. Holding her head in place, he rolled his hips and dipped inside her immense wetness. Thrusting forward, he got lost in her warm oozing depths and took a deep breath. He had decided weeks ago that condoms were a thing and of the past. She felt so amazing without them and they were responsible. She was on birth control and he took full advantage of that fact as often as he could.

Pushing in all the way, just to pull out, Bill, held her body, molding it with his hands. With each stroke, he became more enthralled to the point that he felt like he needed her body as much as he needed anything in the world. She was his. She was his woman, the only person he could ever see a life with. He knew as long as he lived, he would never want anything more than her. He just needed her to believe it.

Every curve, every crease, he knew well, but her secretions felt better than he could have ever imagined. Bringing her legs up with each thrust, he leaned down to claim her lips and took in her shallow breathing. Her cast scratched him with each thrust, but he didn't let it slow him down. If anything, the friction increased his adrenaline. Running his tongue over her neck just to bite down on it, he let her moans fill the air and pushed harder before claiming her raspy breaths. Biting down on her bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth, he brought her shaky legs up higher, forcing a loud deep moan that he felt all over his body.

Digging her nails into his back, she screamed out as he hit a particular spot that made her fold.

"Bill," her raspy voice yelled as best she could and she clung tighter. "Uh, you're going to make me..." Sliding his hands down, he cut her off, moving his hips to push himself further. Cutting her off wasn't his intention, but he loved it when she came. She always got so wet that he felt like he was in an endless tunnel, but she always managed to stay nice and tight. How she did it, he would never know, but he was mesmerized.

Watching her eyes roll backward, he bent down to kiss her and let her first orgasm wash over him. While he was drowning in the intensity of her wetness, her legs found their way further up on his hips, and he stroked her deeper, gripping her hair in his hands. Leaning down to kiss her neck, he bit down and heard her gasp, feeding his ego.

Pushing deeper, he stroked her in a particular spot that made everything shake. Feeling it against his eager erection, he tapped it again, bringing forth orgasm number two. Letting her wetness overwhelm him, he closed his eyes and held on to her tighter. Panting as the room spun around him, he moved her head to the side and whispered in her ear.

"I don't want this to end."

"Then don't end it."

Flipping them over, he let her position herself to ride him and his head hit the pillow. Squeezing her ass tightly, he loved the squeal she exhibited. Pulling her forward, he let her sway her hips as he guided her movements. Watching her eyes flutter, he felt her nails scraping his chest and reached for her hand, kissing her palm as she rode him harder and faster. Arching her back, she let her flowing heat appease his virile shaft.

Rising and falling on him, she dug her nails deep into his flesh and he groaned loudly. Pulling her hand to his lips, he slid her fingers into his mouth and curled his tongue around them. Letting her ride him until his eyes rolled backward, he gave her ass a smack and she shifted a little, making her sweet juices drip between them. Letting her ride him for the better part of ten minutes, he felt his climax coming and knew he had to make a move or it was going to be over. Listening to the enticing sound of her moistness, he gripped her hips tighter before flipping her on her side.

They had always been all over the place in the bedroom, but this time was like no other. It was like he couldn't find a position that satisfied him because he would never get enough. Nothing would ever satisfy him because his hunger for her was all-consuming.

Clutching her breasts in his hands, he rolled closer to her and she kicked a leg over his. Holding her tightly, he kissed her neck, sucking on it and she moved with him, welcoming his slow, deep thrusts.

Slowing his strokes, keeping them deep and steady, he pulled her head back and kissed her full lips, sliding his hand down her neck. Holding her in place, he thrust harder and stopped, feeling a dizzying orgasm sweeping through his body. As soon as he came, he felt her insides vibrating and knew he had made her cum a third time. Leaning down to place a few sweet kisses on her lips, he tried to catch his breath. Rolling his hips forward one last time, he felt his climax break free and engulf his every thought.

Holding his eyes closed, he stayed inside her, placing butterfly kisses on her face and neck. Feeling himself twitch, he knew, this was what he needed. Still holding on to her, he exhaled with his eyes still closed.

"Don't ever let anyone tell you that you don't earn your keep."

"You better not ever utter those words. You know the things I'd do to you."

"Can I say it just to find out what those things are?"

"Not on your life, Spencer. Now get out of my bed and get your cute little ass to that meeting."

"You think my ass is cute? Really?"

"Adorable, now go." She kicked him with her good leg and rolled over on her side.

"Sponge bath when I get back?"

"You better." She replied as she tossed her head into the pillow in front of her. He'd worn her out, he could tell. She went down fast.

Taking a quick shower and then dashing out for his meeting, Bill thought about how much his life had changed. Before finding Steffy again, he was afraid of all the things he now feared he couldn't live without. He had to secure their lives.

They hadn't heard from Liam, but he also had an issue. Katie had been off their radar since that day she showed up at his house, but he expected her to appear at anytime. She wasn't going to let him enjoy his time with Steffy that easily, he knew her.

Pulling up to the chosen restaurant and going in to take his table, he shuffled his hands and waited for his guests to arrive. This wasn't going to be pleasant, but it had to be done. He wasn't a leave things up to chance kind of guy.

His first guest was right on time, her punctuality was something he'd come to understand about her. The second arrived like a dark cloud sent to derail all Bill's carefully laid plans.

"Thank you for joining me. Taylor, as always, it's a pleasure."

When the brown eyed menace laughed in his face, Bill cleared his throat. "Liam the only reason why you're still breathing is because you know something I need to know. You're going to tell me who this daughter is, and you're going to do it right now."

"Daughter?" Taylor questioned. "What daughter?"

"Ridge's," Liam advised. "The one he had while he was married to you."

"You're lying," Taylor hissed.

"I'm not." Liam shook his head. "And if you think about it, you already know what I'm talking about."

Taylor took on a look that told Bill two things: Liam was telling the truth, and Taylor was remembering something. Something important.