Hi everyone! Time for another chapter! Serious hugs go out to all who have reviewed, seeing those little blips in my mailbox just makes my day!
On a serious note, this chapter skips ahead a bit, giving an overall idea of how their relationship is going. I just can't write all the little day to day stuff for very long…I'm impatient! So sue me!
Oh, wait, I make no money from this fic, so you shouldn't sue me cuz I'm broke anyway…unless you count my shoe collection, which I will fight ya for! (grr)
Chapter 6
Three weeks later, Chris was ready to strangle Billy as he once again, as was his habit since the night he first asked her, asked how many men she had in her closet as they lay in the sweaty, panting aftermath of a seriously slow, sensual and intense fucking. Chris rolled her eyes and sighed as she thought that this time, unlike last night, she couldn't threaten to go spend the night alone at her place if he didn't drop the subject. They were already at her place for once because it was Billy's turn to do a morning shift under the overpass and staying at Chris's place meant he could sleep in a little, plus he had muttered something about needing to break in her bed.
"Why won't you just tell me?" he asked irritably.
She rolled over onto her stomach and said bluntly, "Because you won't believe me."
His eyebrow shot up as he craned his neck, "Why the hell wouldn't I believe ya?" It's not like he thought that her numbers would be in the double digits or anything. He had already figured that it was a pretty damn low number. But now he was thinking that maybe he was wrong and he could feel the jealousy well up in his chest, making his eyes harden.
Chris sighed and said softly as she avoided his sharp eyes and picked at the pillowcase, "Because when people find out, they think there is something wrong with me."
"Tell me." He demanded with a scowl.
Chris sighed with irritation and closed her eyes so she wouldn't see his reaction as she told him, "One. Well, two now, including you."
When he said nothing, she cautiously opened one eye and saw him just laying there grinning at her with complete male satisfaction. Tears came to her eyes as she thought that he would start making fun of her now. When he still didn't say anything, she glared at him and asked in a choked voice, "So now are you going to ask what's wrong with me?"
Billy lost his smile and frowned as he asked, "Why the hell would I do that?" Chris shrugged and didn't say anything. He felt the jealousy die down the minute she had told him, but he was still feeling more than a little possessive. When he saw that it really upset her, he puffed a breath and pulled her on top of him and pushed her hair out of her face so she could see his sincerity as he told her, "Baby, there ain't anything wrong with you. You should be proud that you aren't a used up whore and shit. Why the fuck would you think there was something wrong with you because you haven't let a lot of men stick their dicks in you?"
Chris shrugged again and looked away as she whispered, "Chrystal said—"
Billy bit back what he really wanted to say on the subject of that bitch. He and the whole gang had noticed that it had become Chrystal's habit these days to point out to everyone what she saw as Chris's faults making it seem like she was joking. Billy had a pretty good idea what the fucking cunt had to say that made his girl so insecure. Billy also knew that Joe was already sick of her fucking ass. Tamping down the urge to say something rude about her so-called best friend, Billy asked, "Chrystal said what?"
Chris sniffed slightly and Billy wrapped his arms around her as she said, "She said that men don't like a woman that doesn't have that much experience and that—" she broke off again but Billy patiently waited her out, "She said a man like you wouldn't want a woman that didn't know what she was doing."
Chrystal had expounded on the subject at length during the week that she and Chris kept running into Billy and his boys everywhere, as well as saying snide things like that Billy would only get bored with her and start cheating on her before he broke her heart for good whenever she had seen Chris when Billy wasn't around. It had the effect of making Chris very self-conscious with the level of her bedroom skill, which was exactly what Chrystal had been hoping for.
Billy frowned worse for a minute. He thought to himself that it fucking figured that Chrystal wouldn't want men to know how innocent Chris was, as it would point out that Chrystal was a whore in comparison. He cleared his expression before he brought Chris's face back to his with a finger as he said with gruff sincerity, "Chrystal is talking out of her ass, so don't listen to that shit." He regarded Chris through narrowed eyes as his hands started wandering all over her backside, "Men like to know that what they do to their women, no one has ever done before. It can drive a man wild. You have no fucking clue what it does to me to know that you came to me practically a fucking virgin baby."
He kissed her passionately as he rolled them both over so that he was on top of her. He sucked a nipple deep into his mouth before letting it go with a loud pop. "I already know I was the first to get my cock in your mouth, was I the first to go down on ya too?" he asked with a wicked smile that only grew bigger as she nodded and hid her face in her hands, still shocked by his language. "Fuck baby, you got any more of that cream the doctor gave you?"
She gasped and clutched his shoulders as he ducked his head back to her nipples and said, "Yeah, why?"
He chuckled as he sat up, wedging a knee between her thighs and forcing them apart and up high around his waist as he leaned back down and ran his tongue along her throat, "Because I am about to get very—what was it you told that nurse—ah yeah, vigorous with you." He thrust into her slowly. Grasping her hands in his next to her shoulders, he entwined their fingers as he picked up the pace until she was writhing underneath him as their bodies slapped together loudly in the silence of the bedroom and the headboard crashed against the wall with every stroke he took into her tight depths as he showed her exactly how hot he found her inexperience to be.
She passed out cold again when he finally came with a brutal thrust and a harsh grunt. He buried his face in her neck as he finished off, breathing harshly and cursing inwardly as he realized that he had forgotten to use a condom, again. Jesus, it was becoming a habit now. Since the first week they were together, he had either remembered on his own at the last minute or she had reminded him after explaining that she wasn't worried about STD's, but rather an unplanned pregnancy. They had been as careful as they could, but still managed to slip in their vigilance once in a while.
Billy rolled off of her and pulled her close as he thought of the feeling that had rushed through him as he had imagined her all round and shit with his baby in her. He was shocked that it wasn't an image that scared the shit out of him like it would if she were anyone else. He kissed her forehead as he thought that she would be a good mom. What he had felt when he had imagined them having a kid was a weird sense of pride and a warm, tingly feeling in his chest. When he had described the feeling to Bodie a couple of days ago, while they were having one of their drunken girly chats that they would deny having to their very last breath, he said it was love.
Billy had thought about it for a few hours after he had sobered up and decided that Bodie was right. Billy hadn't recognized the feeling at first because it wasn't one he had ever associated with a woman other than his mother before she died. He knew then that he was already more than a little in love with the woman in his arms.
Something was going to have to be done about that Chrystal bitch though, he thought with a scowl. Anyone with eyes could tell that she resented the way people could grow to care so much about Chris. What she didn't realize was that it was because Chris was a genuinely caring person, while Chrystal only gave a shit when she was getting something out of it. If it was no longer fun for her, she moved on to whatever else was out there that could give her the attention she wanted. Chris genuinely liked people for who they were, she didn't care if they were rich or poor, fat or thin, young or old or any of that shit. Whereas Chrystal only cared that they had enough money to share with her.
That was what initially caused the problems between her and Joe. She was upset that Joe didn't have enough money to give her for shit like new clothes and the tanning salon. Chris on the other hand, had never once asked Billy for a fucking dime for anything, not that he wouldn't have given it to her if she did.
Joe told Billy that he knew that Chrystal was already fucking around on him and he didn't really care. If it weren't for Billy's interest in Chris, he would have gotten rid of the fake ass bitch after he first fucked her, saying that she was all flash and no substance. Joe had picked up on Chrystal being jealous of Chris right away, before any of the rest of them, save for Mandy, who had known both the girls longer than the others. Mandy had confided to Billy that Chrystal used Chris's looks to get men, knowing that if she pushed the right buttons, Chris would lose any interest she had in a guy and then Chrystal would be right there to 'console' them.
If that was the case, then Chrystal was caught in a trap of her own making. The knowledge that she wasn't the one that was really wanted, that she was only second best, was making her jealousy worse by the day. With Chris and Billy together now, Chrystal was hard pressed to gain the attention she wanted from men now that there was no available bait. Billy knew that Chrystal had been trying to arrange a girl's night with just her and Chris, playing on Chris's guilt that they hadn't really been hanging out now that Chris found herself a man. Mandy, knowing what Chrystal was likely up too, always managed to make it so that she, Alisha, Wendy and either Baggy's girl Silvia or Tommy's girl Autumn tagged along too, which was pissing Chrystal off to no end.
What was really getting to Billy was a few nights ago when Chrystal had made a sloppy pass at him in the hallway of his apartment while the gang and a few people that hung around held a party to celebrate Dog and Wendy's anniversary. He had pushed her away from him and hissed at her that he wouldn't fuck a slut like her with another man's dick and that she better pray he didn't tell Chris about it, which had made her pale and stammer out an apology as she blamed it on having too much to drink.
He had handed her off to a pissed looking Joe, and Joe had broken up with her that night after informing her that the reason she was getting kicked to the fucking curb was because he had already found out about a couple of other guys she had slept with and if she ever came around him or Billy again, he wouldn't waste any time telling Chris about this incident.
Chris knew that Joe had broken up with Chrystal because Chrystal was seeing other men, and she was upset with Chrystal about it, but she still had no idea about Chrystal's pass at Billy. Billy and Dog had had a talk about it. Billy finding that Bodie and Dog were the ones that were showing him how to keep his woman. They gave him advice that Billy listened too as Dog had been with Wendy for over ten years and Bodie had Alisha for a couple of years already. They had advised him to not say anything unless he really had too because Chris and Chrystal had been friends for a very long time and telling Chris that shit might backfire on Billy. So Billy kept his mouth shut for now.
But now that he knew that Chrystal was filling Chris's head with this bullshit, well that wasn't something that Billy was gonna stand back and let happen. He was not going to let that bitch make Chris feel like there was something wrong with her when in Billy's eyes at least, she was damn fucking perfect for him.
He kissed her forehead again and she snuffled in her sleep and cuddled closer as he closed his eyes and drew up plans in his head to limit the amount of influence Chrystal held over his girl.
He got started the next day as he did his shift under the bridge. He called his boys and made plans with them to surprise all their girlfriends to a night out just for the couples while Joe worked the corner seeing as he didn't have a girl anymore, which he was happy to do once Billy told him what was going on.
He called Chris to make sure she was getting off of work early and told her that they were going out that night, just the couples. She squealed with pleasure so loudly that Billy grinned as he had to hold the phone away from his ear, earning himself a strange look from the preppy guy in the car buying some dope from him.
They had a very good time at the club and then Billy and Chris had a very good time at his place as he got rewarded for the night out with a blowjob that left him as weak as a fucking kitten. Mandy, Alisha and Wendy, all of whom Billy had let in on his plan, were only too happy to keep running interference whenever Billy had shit to do over the next couple of weeks. They reported that Chrystal finally just openly tried to set Chris up by surprising her with a double date, but Chris had foiled the attempt by stating flatly when asked that she had a man already and was not on the market. Mandy and Alisha told Billy how Chris had then had some very strong words with her friend about trying to introduce her to guys and trying to get her involved in double dates. Chris had flat out told Chrystal that just because she fucked up her own relationship with Billy's brother did not mean that Chris was interested in screwing around on Billy and if Chrystal couldn't respect that, then it was for the best that the two friends spent some time with some of their other friends.
This news put Billy in an excellent mood for days. Chris was now spending more time at his place than she was her own. It wasn't without its little hiccups though. He found that he could get himself into a world of shit if he pissed her off when she was about to start her damn period. For a few minutes, he had to resist the urge to cover his balls protectively in case she went after them.
She also got emotional during these times and cried at the drop of a hat or if Billy even looked like he was mad at her. They had had a few arguments, but nothing major, just small shit as they got used to sharing so much of their time with one person. Billy especially, wasn't used to sharing his living space with anyone but Joe, but he wouldn't trade it though.
Even though some of the things she did annoyed him a little, he thought they were kind of cute and got more annoyed when she tried to stop doing it so as not to annoy him, shit like licking the flavor off of her chips before she ate them. He did stop her from doing it around the guys though. The way she had slid her tongue over the chip, sucking on it to get every last bit of flavor had every single one of his boys sporting a visible erection as they had gathered at Billy's to watch a game on TV, even Dog and Bodie.
He fucked her brains out that night and then forbid her to eat chips and ice cream around any of the men because he already knew from experience that she ate ice cream the same way. He thought it was hilarious when he realized from her blush and shocked expression that she never realized she did that.
Normally, they coasted along together just fine though. The arguments were quickly over and forgotten.
There were also times when she read more in his words than what he actually meant. The first time he had walked into his bathroom and found a sexy pair of her panties hanging over the shower rod, he barked, "Hey babe!"
"Humm?" Chris hummed from his bed where she was still laying, sprawled across the sheets in one of his t-shirts and another pair of his boxers.
"Why the fuck are your underwear hanging in the fucking bathroom?" he asked with a frown.
"I washed them out last night." She answered simply.
"So why are they in here?" Billy asked as he stomped back into his bedroom with a scowl on his face while holding the French cut scrap of lace in his hand.
"Where else are they gonna dry?" she asked as she sat up and quirked an eyebrow at him.
Billy snorted, "So they are just gonna hang in the bathroom for everyone to see?"
Chris scowled now as she asked, "I'm gonna put them on when I get dressed, so what's the big deal Billy?"
Billy made an agitated sweep of a hand over his head and gestured around as he huffed, "I don't want them in there!"
Chris's expression flickered for a moment as she said "Fine!"
"Alright then!" he snapped back, all out of patience. He tossed her the offending undergarment and stalked back in to take his shower. By the time he was done, he went back into the bedroom to find Chris dressed in her own clothes and stuffing all of her things that had accumulated at his place over the weeks into plastic grocery bags.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked with raised eyebrows as she waltzed past him and into the bathroom, coming back out with her toothbrush and toiletries.
"Doing what you asked." She said with a slight tremble to her voice as she marched back to the bed and picked up the bags, "You don't want my things here, then fine, they're gone!"
She brushed past him again with the bags in her hand and out into the living room where Joe was just coming out of his room running a sleepy hand through his rumpled hair and asked lazily, "What's going on?"
"I'm leaving." She said quietly with a small sniffle, "Billy doesn't want me here."
Joe's jaw dropped and he and Billy both exchanged flabbergasted looks as she crossed in long strides to the front door. Joe glared at Billy and made a gesture with his hands that seemed to say, 'What the fuck happened?', to which Billy returned with a 'How the hell am I supposed to know' look and shrug. Joe glared again sternly as he waved his arms as if saying, 'Get your dumb ass moving and fix it!' before backing into his room to give Billy some privacy to kiss his woman's ass.
Billy chased after her. "Wait a fucking minute Christina!" Billy grabbed her arm before she could walk out the door, "I didn't say I didn't want you here!"
"Yes you did!" She sniffled again as he held onto her tight with her back against his front and nuzzled his face into her neck in apology as he slammed the door she had opened shut.
Billy sighed and told her, "I said I didn't want your underwear in the bathroom. If you gotta hang that shit up, hang it up somewhere in my room baby." He turned her around and she buried her face in his chest as she sniffled again. He lifted her face up to his with a finger under her chin and cupped her face between his hands as he wiped off the tears that had spilled with his thumbs, "I don't want Joe or anyone else to see your fucking panties. That shit is just for me and my viewing pleasure alone sweetheart." He told her with a possessive look.
"Really?" she sniffed.
He kissed her softly again as he inwardly sighed in relief that he had the shit under control now, "Yeah, really baby. Come on back to bed."
He coaxed her past a grinning Joe who was standing in his bedroom doorway and back into the bedroom and laid her out on the bed. He quickly stripped her and kissed her all over, starting at her lips as he whispered, "How—could—you—ever—think—I—don't—want—you—here—baby?" he asked through the kisses he strung along the base of her neck like a necklace.
He made love to her slowly, drawing out her pleasure until she was a sobbing mess in his arms, begging him for release which he finally granted her once he knew she had understood that this shit between them was serious for him and he wasn't going to be tossing her pretty little ass out anytime soon. When she woke up from her stupor, it was to find that Billy had been a very busy boy. He took her hand and led her over to his dresser as he gruffly showed her which drawers he had cleared out for her to keep her things in.
She threw her arms around him and sobbed again as he rubbed her back soothingly as he rolled his eyes and muttered something that sounded like, "Fuckin' woman gettin' all emotional and shit." Chris laughed and wiped her eyes as she kissed him.
Over the next few weeks, she had plenty of clothes at his place so he finally brought up the subject he had been thinking about since she had told him about Chrystal undermining her confidence in his bed. He had found out everything else the cunt had been telling her too after a bit of relentless hounding. He had made damn sure that his girl didn't believe a fucking word that woman said. There was no way he was getting bored with her and he didn't even want anyone else and he made damn sure Chris knew it.
"Baby." He said as they lay on the couch watching some horror flick that Chris had picked out. God was he glad that she wasn't into chick flicks. He would have had a hard time watching that shit, even for her.
"Hmm?" Chris asked as she lay there with her head on his shoulder watching a particularly gruesome slaughter on the TV screen.
He shifted uneasily before he asked with deceptive casualness, "What would you say if I asked you to move in with me?"
Chris stilled for a moment as her eyes widened and her heart started pounding in excitement. She had not thought either of them would bring up the subject so soon. After all, they had only been together for a little over two months, but she would be a liar if she said she hadn't hoped that they would get to this point in their relationship.
They had spent every moment they could together since the night he declared them a couple. Mostly at his place since Chrystal decided to be a bitch and cheat on Joe. Chris was like any other girl that thought she found the right guy, dreaming about moving in, getting married and maybe even starting a family. Yes, she was involved with a notorious drug dealing gang lord, and getting those things would not be easy, but a girl could dream right?
She bit her lip as she said, "Do you want me to move in with you?"
Billy huffed out an irritated breath and said, "I'm fucking askin' ain't I?"
Chris levered herself up so that she could see his face and asked, "Are you asking because you really want me too or because you think that it's what I want?"
Billy rolled his eyes, huffed irritably again and then scowled at her, "I want ya too, that's why I'm asking or are ya just trying to be difficult?"
Chris's smile beamed as she giggled, "Then I would say how soon can we move my stuff?"
"You want to move in here with me and Joe?" he asked as if he didn't believe her answer. He had worried that she wouldn't want Joe living with them, even though she had never indicated any animosity towards his little brother. In fact, she and Joe got along so well that sometimes Billy had to wonder who she had come over to see that day, him or Joe.
Chris shrugged, "Well yeah, there's no sense in making both of you move to my place when it's easier for me to just move my stuff here." She suddenly frowned as she said thoughtfully, "Although, I don't really know if my stuff will fit in here."
"How much stuff do you got?" Billy asked skeptically. Chrystal was always calling things 'hers' since they day they all met. 'Her' apartment and 'her' couch and shit like that.
"Well, everything at my place is mine actually." She said absently as she gazed around the apartment deep in thought.
Billy exchanged a look with Joe, who had walked in on time to hear the tail end of the conversation and had guessed that Billy had finally gotten around to asking Chris to move in. The two brothers had already talked about it and Joe had assured Billy that he had no problem with Billy's girlfriend moving in or with Billy moving into his own place.
"Whoa," Joe gasped with an open mouth, "You mean that big screen TV is yours?"
Chris snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of Joe's voice, "Hi Joe. Umm, I hope you don't mind, but Billy asked me to move in with you guys—I don't have too if you don't feel one hundred percent comfortable—" she stammered helplessly.
Joe cut her off with a wave of his hand, "Yeah, yeah, Billy already asked me and I told him I like the idea fine—that TV is for you?" he got to the heart of what was important here.
Chris giggled as she sat up fully and said, "Yeah. The TV, the entertainment center, the stereo, the DVD player, the living room furniture, the lamps, the kitchen table, the dishes, the small appliances, my bedroom furniture—everything actually except for the stove and fridge, which came with the apartment, a toaster and Chrystal's dresser set. Her bed is mine, but I don't think I'll be taking that back from her." She finished with a grimace.
"So why the hell do you let her tell everyone that that shit is hers?" Joe asked and both the Darley brothers waited for her answer. Billy already guessed that she didn't think it was worth the argument with Chrystal. Sometimes his girl was just too damn nice.
Chris shrugged and said, "She and I both know the truth so who cares what other people think?"
Billy and Joe both exchanged a frown. They both silently agreed that it was about Chrystal trying to make Chris look like a leech that was sponging off of Chrystal, when in reality, it was the other way around. Billy had already noticed, as had Joe, that Chrystal never seemed to have any money for necessities like food, but she always seemed to have cash for bullshit like the tanning salon and a manicure.
Chris on the other hand, was always buying shit like the towels and a new coffee pot for Billy's place and new sheets and blankets for both Billy's bed and Joe's. When she had come over with the shopping bags, Joe had dipped her backwards like men did in old movies and kissed her full on the mouth, earning him a growl and a punch in the arm from Billy, before sinking into the softness of his new dark red comforter with chocolate brown cotton sheets.
Billy had to admit, after sleeping like a fucking baby on his own new crisp black sheets and dark blue comforter, that he was going to have to forgive Joe for the trespass on his territory.
Billy glanced again at Joe to not say what they were both thinking, so Joe said emphatically, "We will make it fit girl! Let's go get it now!"
Chris laughed at Joe's enthusiasm and said, "Joe, I have to tell Chrystal that I'm taking my stuff first. She's at work right now. If she comes home and everything is gone, she'll call the cops and report a break-in! Besides, it will take a few days to organize everything and figure out where we are gonna put stuff."
Billy scowled yet again, no way in hell was he waiting a few days now that he got her to agree to move into his place, "Mandy, Alisha and one of the other girls will go with you tomorrow and pack all your shit while me and the boys will get a truck to move it."
"Billy—" Chris started to protest.
"Tomorrow." Billy stated.
"But—"
"Tomorrow." Billy now added a trace of steel to his tone that let her know that his mind was made up and he wasn't budging.
Not thinking it worth an argument, Chris let it drop until Joe skipped off to his room, his head full of visions of watching porn on a large screen TV dancing in his head, and Billy opened his mouth and said, "Now that that is decided, when are you gonna quit?"
Chris gapped at him for a minute, really hoping he didn't mean what she thought he meant and then asked, "Quit what?"
"Your job." Billy frowned slightly as if it was perfectly natural that since she was moving in with him, she had to stop working. Little did she know yet, that was exactly what Billy was thinking. He was her man and as such, it was his job to provide for her. He was the provider and that was that.
Chris backed up on the couch and said, "I'm not quitting my job Billy."
"What? Why not?" Billy asked, his scowl getting worse.
"Why should I quit my job?" she countered with her own scowl.
"Because you're with me now." Billy said as if that made sense.
Maybe it did to him, but it certainly didn't to her, "What is that supposed to mean?"
"You're living with me now, it's my job to provide for you like any man should provide for his woman." He told her as he watched her eyebrows climb her forehead, not understanding why she wasn't thrilled with the idea of his taking care of her.
"So now being with me is a job?" she asked as her eyebrows hit her hairline.
"Of course not," Billy scoffed, "that's not what I fucking meant baby, but now that you are gonna be living with me, I don't want you working someplace where the fuckin' dudes that go there drool on you. You stay at home and when you need money, I'll give it to you."
"So I should just do nothing but sit around and live off of you and hope that you have time to spend with me?" she asked a little shrilly.
"No, but you would at least be here when I want you to be!" he raised his voice to the same level as hers as the argument quickly escalated, bring Joe back out of his room and Bodie and Alisha from down the hall as well as Jamie, who had been talking to Bodie.
"So let me get this straight!" she fumed, "You want me to move in here and quit my job so I will be available for you whenever you want me?" when he nodded, she blew up and screamed, "WHAT ELSE? HUH BILLY? YOU GONNA LEAVE A TWENTY ON THE TABLE NEXT TO THE BED WHENEVER I SUCK YOUR DICK?"
"THAT ISNOT WHAT I'M FUCKING SAYING CHRISTINA SO DON'TEVEN FUCKING GO THERE!" Billy screamed back with a threatening finger in her face, furious that she would think he would treat her like that, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME WANTING TO TAKE CARE OF YOU HUH?"
"I DON'T FUCKING NEED YOU TO TAKE CARE OF ME BILLY!" she screamed out in a half sob, "I NEED YOU TO BE WITH ME!"
"GODAMNNIT, THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO FUCKING DO HERE!" he scrubbed his hand over his head and Bodie and the others stepped closer as they watched with wide eyes, really hoping that Billy wasn't going to lose it and get physical.
"I AM NOT GOING TO QUIT MY JOB BILLY!" Chris yelled right back, disregarding everyone's nervousness, "I WON'T LET YOU CONTROL HOW MUCH I SPEND ON WHAT I WANT!"
"I'M NOT TRYING TO CONTROL YOU DAMNIT!" Billy screamed before he took a deep breath and let it out as he put his hands on his hips, tilted his head back towards the ceiling and ruthlessly tamped down on his temper. Finally he was able to go on with more calm, "I'm not trying to control you. I want to take care of you, I want you to be happy." He admitted, feeling like a total pussy for letting everyone hear him.
Chris's face fell from anger to something much softer as she whispered, "Being in the same room with you makes me happy Billy." She edged closer to him until he opened his arms to her. Billy wrapped his arms around her and she slid hers around his neck as they kissed, not caring about their audience now. "I worry about you when you aren't with me." Chris whispered to him as their foreheads touched, not noticing Joe and the rest leave the room to give them privacy now they were sure they weren't about to kill one another.
"You don't have to worry baby." Billy said as he placed a kiss next to her ear.
"But I do anyway." She said as they rocked together slowly almost as if dancing, "I need something to do while you're working so that I don't go totally crazy while thinking of all the things that could go wrong." She sniffed as tears welled up in her eyes, "I worry constantly that you're gonna get shot or stabbed or go to jail or something like that and I would lose you."
"Sweetheart," he said with a sigh as he gazed at her with soft eyes, "I can't tell you bad shit will never happen because we both know that ain't true. But I can promise you that I'm not gonna do anything stupid and I will always be as careful as I can so that I can come home to you. I been doing this shit for a long time and I know how to take care of myself."
She nodded in acceptance of his word. Taking a deep breath, she said softly, "I want to keep my job baby." She looked at him imploringly, hoping that he would understand and let it go.
Billy grimaced but nodded. He understood that it was more of a distraction from her fretting now than anything else, "Fine baby. Keep your job." He brightened as he suddenly thought of something, "Can you give me your schedule a week ahead of time then, that way I can work my shifts while you're working at the restaurant?"
She nodded, "Mike usually has them done a month early."
Billy kissed her again, longer and with more tongue before he picked her up with her legs around his waist as he headed for the bedroom muttering, "Want ta find out if a fight makes sex better?"
"Oh yeah," she giggled as he opened his bedroom door with his foot, "We should test that theory."
The bedroom door closed with a slam that muffled the sound of feminine giggles and masculine chuckles as several heads poked out around the corner that led to the kitchen.
"Coast is clear." Bodie said with a relieved sigh.
Joe whispered to the others, "How long do you think they'll be occupied?"
Bodie and Alisha shared a look as Jamie chuckled, "Don't plan on seeing either of them for at least the rest of the night." Jamie told him matter of factly.
"Or the morning either." Giggled Alisha as Bodie grabbed her hand and dragged her to the door as he told her, "Come on honey, let's go home and find something to fight about!"
Joe followed them out the door and made sure to lock up behind him as he asked, "Jamie, can I crash at your place tonight?"
"What?" Jamie asked, "They're in Billy's room, it's not like they're doing anything in front of you."
"Yeah, but they make a lot of noise when they fuck, and they fuck A LOT! I need some sleep man." Joe explained with a tired look. Jamie's laughed all the way back to his place.
Later that night, after they had exhausted themselves testing out the make-up sex theory, Chris and Billy lay spooned up together in his bed and Billy squeezed Chris closer as he whispered into her sweaty neck, "I love you baby."
Chris's eyes snapped open as they welled with tears as she twisted around to face him. Cupping his face in her hands, placing feather light kisses all over his face before ending at his mouth, she whispered back against his lips, "I love you too Billy."
They kissed for a little while more as their tongues entwined and their hands roamed before Billy pulled her head into the crook of his neck and shoulder and said in a choked voice made deeper by the emotion he was feeling, "Sleep baby."
Chris smiled happily and went to sleep.