Hello once again my lovelies! You will never believe what happened! My comp had a MAJOR heart attack and died on me! WAA! I had forgotten to back up anything on a disk so all of my work was erased! *GASP!* Yes…luckily I had emailed the story to a friend who should be getting props as my Beta—I am so sorry Jan and I will take my whipping like a big girl! So I only have to tweak the rest of the chapters, write the last one and rewrite the WHOLE sequel, so the second part will be a little late, but I promise I am slaving away on it as we speak—or not speak-??—anyway, hope you enjoy!
Oh, graphic stuff used to be ahead, but read the authors note and it will explain.
Chapter 7
Sometime in the night, Billy woke up and just laid there for a while, enjoying the feeling of holding the woman he loved in his arms. He could hardly believe that she loved him. Billy Darley was not a very lovable guy, so he wasn't used to someone that had genuine emotion for him other than Joe and the rest of the guys—even fuckin' Heco. Women especially only wanted things from him, drugs, money, his cock or his protection—that was all they were interested in. He smirked to himself as he thought that Chris, while having a very healthy and amusing interest in his what was in his pants, she was the first woman that wanted all of him.
He squeezed her warm, luscious body closer and kissed the back of her neck as she snuffled in her sleep. In the last two months, he had changed because of her. He had never let a woman as close to him as he had her. He had told her things that he had never told anyone. Fuck, he thought, they had only been together for such a short period of time, but to him, it felt like it had been longer. He had told her a little about his mom and her death and how Bones had changed so drastically afterwards, a subject he didn't even speak about to Bodie.
Sex with her was like nothing he had ever experienced before. It was different in a way that he couldn't explain. He wasn't stupid, he knew that it was more exciting for him, not only because she was so innocent and so snug that her body fit his perfectly, but because he had never been emotionally connected like he was with her. Her pleasure actually mattered to him while with other women, getting himself off was always the priority. With her, it pleased him to please her. Sure, there were things he wanted to do to her, like fuck her ass, not because he had done it before, but because she was his and he wanted there to be nothing that she couldn't experience with him.
He knew that she enjoyed it when he played with her there, so he was sure she would enjoy the feel of his cock deep in her ass. He hadn't tried to fuck her there yet, but so far, he had gotten one of his fingers inside. Her pussy was heaven, but her ass would be fucking phenomenal, he was getting hard just thinking about how snug she was around his finger. He checked the time on his phone and thought that he might just have enough time. He quietly got out of the bed and gathered a few things before stripping off his boxers and climbing back in beside her.
She had conveniently rolled over to her stomach as he was busy and he started massaging her shoulders as he lightly mouthed the back of her neck. She sighed as he started playing with her pussy from behind. She moaned softly and opened her eyes with a smile as she murmured, "Well good morning to you too."
"Get on your knees baby." He breathed against her back as he trailed kisses to the soft swell of her ass and bit a cheek playfully. As she obeyed him, he reached over and grabbed the extra pillows he had gathered and stuffed them under her hips. He pushed her to relax as he picked up the wet, slightly soapy towel and wiped her along her crack, from ass to clit, gently as his mouth followed it down to her pussy.
A/N: I was worried about posting this scene because my beta keeps yelling at me that it is too graphic for this site no matter how much I cut out, so I am afraid you will all have to use your imaginations for this one…if any of you want the unedited version you can contact me at my email on my profile….if my email is not there, send me a PM. Getting my account erased would be a big bummer.
He collapsed onto her back and it sent her into the mattress. She whimpered as her ass was still slightly in the air because of the pillows under her and when he landed on top of her, it drove him into her as she continued to spasm around him as his dick deflated. Their hearts beat so hard that they could each feel the others.
He stayed like that for a long time, hugging her from behind and placing sporadic kisses on her shoulder and neck. She clasped his hand in hers and entwined their fingers as she kissed his hand and whispered, "I love you."
He kissed the back of her neck once more before burying his face in the side of her neck as he said, "I love you too baby—so fucking much."
He noticed her wince as he pulled out of her and shook his head as he saw how red she was. As soon as he had himself under control, he went to the bathroom and started filling the tub with hot water. When it was full enough, he went back into the bedroom and picked her up in his arms as she dozed. He carried her to the bathroom and placed her in the water, climbing in behind her. Picking up the clean washcloth he had placed there as the tub filled, he began to tenderly wash her from tip to toe, paying especially gentle care as he washed between her legs. He rinsed her off as she made contented sounds and they just sat like that for a while before Billy got out and picked her up. Setting her on her feet, he dried her lovingly before picking her up once more and carrying her back to bed.
He placed her in the bed and rolled her over slightly as she fell into a deep sleep and examined her to make sure he hadn't damaged her. Satisfied that he hadn't done anything permanent, though she was going be sore for a day or two, he slid into the bed and pulled her close after setting the alarm on his phone for ten am. That gave them four hours of sleep and then she would be right where she belonged.
Right here.
With him.
Always.
Chris woke up abruptly at the sound of Billy's alarm. Reaching behind her, she pinched his side as usual and he woke with a snort, "What?" he grumbled.
"Alarm." She yawned and snuggled back into him.
He shut off the alarm and wrapped her back in his arms as he mumbled, "Gotta get up. We gotta get you moved." She made a slight protesting sound and he rumbled against her neck, "How do you feel baby?"
"Good." She yawned again, "My butt's sore though." She said with a chuckle.
He guffawed and asked, "Well?"
"Well what?"
"Did you like it?"
Chris rolled over until she faced him and linked her arms around his neck. Kissing him deeply, she told him, "It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It's okay."
"Okay huh?" he asked with a smirk and teased, "Baby, you were so into it you were talkin' dirty to me."
Chris's eyes grew wide and she asked as she blushed, "Really?"
"You don't remember?" he chuckled again, "You were begging me to, and I quote, 'Fuck my ass baby, fuck it'." Chris's face flamed and she buried her head in the crook of his neck as he laughed and told her, "God that was so hot baby!" She groaned and he added, "Am I gonna have to fuck you in your ass every time I want to hear you talk dirty to me?"
Chris rolled out of the bed and shouted playfully, "Shut up Billy!" while he roared with laughter. She sashayed over to the dresser and took out a change of clothes and stuck her tongue out at him as she left the room to go to the bathroom. Billy got his amusement under control and got his ass out of bed.
As they got dressed. Billy called Mandy and Alisha and asked—or ordered, according to Chris—them to go with her to her apartment and pack her shit while he and the boys found a truck to haul everything back to his place. While they waited for Mandy and Alisha to arrive with Wendy, who was leaving the kids at her mom's again, Chris and Billy ate the pancakes that Chris made for them.
"Morning." Joe yawned as he wandered out of his bedroom. Chris whipped up some breakfast for him and he kissed her cheek as he sat down. "How come you always make pancakes?" he asked in between bites, "Not that I'm complaining or anything because they are the fuckin' best, but why not eggs?"
Chris snickered as she said, "I don't make eggs."
"Why not?" Joe asked, "It's not as difficult as pancakes."
"Because I'm allergic to eggs," She told him as she sipped her coffee, "so I just don't ever make them."
Joe nodded. Billy polished off his breakfast and got up to take his plate to the sink just as the girls arrived in a storm of giggles. He kissed Chris and said, "Come on Joe, we gotta find a truck if you want that TV here by tonight."
Joe woofed down his pancakes and took his dishes to the sink as well. He kissed Chris on the cheek too and the two brothers took off. Halfway down the hall, Joe asked teasingly, "Is Chris okay?"
"Yeah," Billy grunted as he lit a cigarette, "Why the hell wouldn't she be?"
"Well, I was over at Jamie's last night and that bitch Terry showed up, so I came home to get away from the drama." Joe said breezily, "From the sound of it, you put her ass through the paces at about four am this morning." He snickered at Billy's expression at being busted by his little brother introducing his girlfriend to the delights of butt fucking.
After a minute, as they reached the Mustang and Billy opened the door, he told his little brother from across the roof of the car, "Well she's fine and if you say one fucking thing to her or anyone else about it, I'll pound you into the ground Joe."
"Aw, come on Billy," Joe protested as they got in, "I ain't gonna do that. It would embarrass her."
"Exactly." Billy said as he clamped his smoke between his lips and started the car, "Then I'd have to hurt ya."
Joe was quiet for a moment as Billy drove towards Heco's. "So how was it?" he asked daringly. After dodging a cuff to the back of the head, he laughed his ass off at Billy's goofy grin.
"So how do you think she's gonna take it?" Mandy asked Chris from the backseat as the four women drove to Chris's soon-to-be former apartment.
Chris shrugged uncomfortably before saying, "I don't really know. I would think she's gonna be pissed about the short notice, but whatever." Chris shifted again as she fought a moan of arousal. Every time she so much as moved, her butt tinged and her thoughts flashed back to the previous night.
Mandy shared a look with Alisha, who was also sitting in the backseat while Wendy said from the front seat shrewdly, "You don't sound particularly bothered if she is."
Chris was silent for a minute and then said with a sigh, "Last week, I went back to the apartment and found Chrystal high off her ass. We got into an argument."
"What?" Alisha asked, wanting the details.
Chris nodded, "Yeah, and from the white powder on the coffee table, it wasn't weed she was doing either." The other girls exchanged raised eyebrows as Chris went on, "Well, she used to have a coke problem and believe me, she wasn't a pleasant person to be around then. She gets nasty when she's doing that shit."
"What the hell did she say?" Mandy asked with a frown.
Chris sighed again as she parked the car. None of them made a move to get out though as she said, "She had a few words about Billy—well, it started with Joe and it sort of progressed from there to Billy and to me. She said some pretty mean shit." Chris frowned at the memory of Chrystal calling her a lowly two-bit gangbanger's whore and how Billy would never stay with someone like Chris.
"What the fuck did she say?" Alisha asked with a growl as her, Mandy and Wendy all scowled at the hurt in Chris's voice.
"Lots of stuff." Chris said shortly, "Look, I don't really want to talk about it now. Let's just—let's just get this over with." She changed the subject and asked, "Mandy, did you bring the boxes?"
"Yeah, they're in the trunk with the newspapers. So we are taking everything or are we leaving some stuff?" She asked as she got everything out of the trunk and closed it while Chris unlocked the steel door.
"All of it." Chris said shortly.
They went inside and followed Chris upstairs. Chrystal was sitting on the couch watching TV. She regarded them out of narrowed eyes when she saw the boxes and asked, "What's going on?"
"Look, I know this is short notice and everything," Chris began, "and I will still pay my share of this month's rent, but Billy and I are moving in together, so we're here to pack my stuff."
"Okay." Chrystal said with an unconcerned shrug and turned back to the TV.
Chris and the girls got busy packing Chris's bedroom first, Mandy having to call Baggy and tell him to bring the tools to take the bed apart, and then they moved into the kitchen and bathroom. It wasn't until Mandy and Chris were carrying out the boxes of dishes that Chrystal noticed what they were taking.
"Hey!" she called from her spot on the couch, "What are you taking those for?"
"Chrystal," Chris said patiently, "I told you we were taking my stuff."
"But that's my stuff too!" Chrystal said angrily as she sat up on the couch.
"Yes," Chris said drily, "I left the two plates, the one spoon and four glasses you have in there."
Chrystal scowled as someone pounded on the door downstairs and Alisha went to answer it.
She got up and stomped into her room and Chris sighed. Wendy came out of Chris's room and asked, "Snit?"
Chris nodded and shrugged as she started going through the CD collection and disconnecting the wires on the stereo. Chrystal flounced back out of her room a couple of seconds later and said shrilly, "You can't take that stuff! It's mine!"
Chris raised her eyebrows and went into the other room, coming out with a shoebox which she tossed on the coffee table and started going through the papers inside. After a minute, she held up a receipt, "This is for the stereo. See, I paid for it with my credit card. This is for the furniture, this is for the TV and DVD, and this is for your bed! Don't call shit yours when it's not!" She stood up and scowled just like Billy, which made the other girls snicker as she said with absolute calm, "I told you I'm taking MY stuff and that means ALL of it!"
Chrystal's face turned red with fury, but there was nothing she could do. She was smart enough to know that if she tried anything, the other three girls would be all over her in a heartbeat. Chrystal never had been good at a physical fight and knew she would get the shit beat out of her by any of the women in the room. Mandy's eyes narrowed as Chrystal tried a different tactic—good old-fashioned guilt.
"Well I would think that since we're friends and you are leaving me in the lurch like this, you could at least leave me the furniture." She pouted with calculating eyes.
Alisha came back up the stairs with Billy and all his boys in tow and they got to work carrying out the bedroom furniture. While everyone was distracted, Mandy pulled Chris aside by the arm and hissed in her ear, "Don't you dare fall for it girl! You leave anything of yours here and she'll have it squirreled away by tomorrow and you'll never see it again!"
"You're probably right," Chris whispered and nodded as she watched Chrystal glare at Billy and Joe with narrowed eyes and a vindictive expression as Billy stopped on his way to her room to give Chris a deep, tongue-down-her-throat-bone-melting kiss before grinning wolfishly and smacking a hand over her ass and giving it a hard squeeze. Chris closed her eyes with a shiver and whimpered softly at the resulting spark that traveled from her ass to her clit.
"Feeling okay babe?" he asked with a knowing look and a quirked eyebrow.
Chris smacked him on the arm and said, "Yeah, now get your ass to work or we'll never get this done."
Spink made a whipping sound from behind them and earned himself a punch in the arm as he cried, "Ouch! Damn, that's a mean right hook your girl's got Billy!" while he rubbed his abused arm.
"Yeah," Billy grunted as he patted her ass again, squeezing it and bringer her closer to his groin enough to show her he was hard and then letting her go, "You should see her left, now get your ass to work Spink!"
Laughing, Spink picked up a box and trotted down the stairs.
Chris turned to Chrystal and said with such fake syrupy sweetness that Mandy giggled, "I'm sorry Chrystal, but I really need ALL of my stuff. Billy and Joe's furniture is about to fall apart, you remember right?" Subtly reminding Chrystal of the way she had always been putting down the furniture that Billy and Joe had, only for Chris to tell her to shut up, they were guys and guys shouldn't be expected to give a shit about that kind of stuff.
Chrystal's face got even redder as she was forced to stand by and watch as the apartment was essentially stripped bare. When Joe approached the TV, she exploded at him, "You only want to take that because we broke up!"
Joe looked at her with raised eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Oh yeah, because you were so essential to my life, it broke my little fucking heart!" He snorted, "Get over yourself, you weren't even that good in the sack." He turned back to trying to figure out how to take it apart to be moved.
"Admit it!" Chrystal went on as if he hadn't spoken, "You probably talked Billy into getting Chris to move in just because you want to get back at me! This was all your idea!"
Billy stopped on his way to the stairs with the headboard to Chris's bed and snorted, "I asked her to move in because she is mine and I love her—not because she has a TV, so why don't ya stop your fucking yakking?" He backed it up with a black look and she remained quiet until he was out of sight.
"I can't fucking believe you are doing this!" Chrystal hissed at Chris, "I wonder what your dad will say when he finds out you're seeing someone like Billy." She said calculatingly.
Chris smiled condescendingly and said, "He actually thinks it a good thing. He can't wait to meet Billy!"
Chrystal's face dropped from her triumphant expression as she had thought she had Chris there, "Huh?" she said stupidly.
Chris nodded as she pointed out some bags for Baggy and Jamie to take as they eavesdropped avidly, "Yes, I told him all about it on the phone last week. He's going to fly out here during the holidays to meet Billy and Joe." She narrowed her eyes at Chrystal, "Since my dad is in an MC, he can't really disapprove of Billy's being—what did you say again? A lowlife gangbanger?" she widened her eyes innocently, "Oh, by the way, Gemma wants you to call her so she can talk to you about how you called me a gangbanger's whore. She's really not happy, it seemed to upset her and your parents for some reason."
"If you're a whore, what does that make her?" Wendy asked as she walked from the kitchen to the bathroom.
Ignoring both Wendy and the threat of being on Gemma's shit list, not that the others had a clue as to who this Gemma person was, Chrystal crossed her arms and tapped her foot as she plotted on what to say next, "What about Bobby?"
Chris snorted at that, "Please Chrystal—stop it already. Bobby has spent more time in jail than out, do you really think my brother would have a leg to stand on if he disapproves? I'm moving—I'm taking all of my things and I'm not leaving anything behind. Like I told you, I will pay my share of the rent this month, and I have already told Nathan that I'm moving out so my lease is void. If you want to take up the lease, feel free, but if you don't—Nathan said you will have to find another place." She considered Chrystal, who until recently and by her own actions, she was seriously doubting was ever truly her friend and asked, "What bothers you so much about me finding a man that loves me and being happy? Are you jealous?"
Chrystal scoffed and looked away for a minute before looking back at Chris and looking her up and down scathingly, "Oh please, what do you have that I would be jealous about?"
"A real heart?" Joe offered as he walked by.
"A brain?" Jamie spoke from one end of the couch.
"People that really care about her?" Baggy added from the other end.
"A bangin' body?" said Bodie, "Sorry babe," he said to Alisha, "just tellin' it like it is!"
"That's okay honey, I have to admit, if I was into pussy instead of cock, I would totally hit that!" Alisha giggled and leered playfully at Chris.
"Stay away from my woman and her pussy!" Billy growled, only half-jokingly as he came back up the stairs, "They're mine!"
"Aw, Billy, come on!" Dog joked, "I wanna see some girl-on-girl action!"
"I'll give you girl-on-girl action!" Wendy snarled and smacked him upside the head.
"Morals and standards?" Sneered Mandy as she sailed past Chrystal.
Fuming and near tears, Chrystal stamped to her room but before she could close the door, Joe hollered loud enough for her to hear, "We ain't taking her bed right? God knows what kinda diseases she's got!"
"Joe!" Chris hissed as Chrystal broke into loud sobs that sounded fake even to Chris's ears and slammed the door.
Everyone snickered, including Chris. Once everything was downstairs, Chris and Billy went down after Billy gave Chris a soft reassuring kiss. As Chris locked the door, she asked Billy, "Where did you guys get the trucks?"
"Heco got one from a guy and the van is Spink's." Billy stated simply as his gaze glued itself to her ass. What he wasn't saying was Heco and Jamie had scared the shit out of the guy until he agreed to loan them the truck. He bit his lip as desire surged through him as the sight of her taut little ass in skin-tight jeans made memories from the early morning flood his brain.
Noticing his hot eyes, Chris warned him, "Billy, behave you pervert!"
"I can't help it baby." He breathed lustfully, "You're just so goddamn sexy!" His hand reached out and smoothed a hand over her ass.
Chris laughed and swatted his hand away and said, "Let's go."
They drove back to Billy's place and everyone walked upstairs to the apartment. "We have to figure out what of mine we are gonna use." Chris had told Billy and Joe as they unlocked the door. Once inside, she bit her lip and turned to Billy and Joe, "I know we are going to use my TV, but where do you want to put it?"
Billy and Joe gave both gave her blank looks. Finally Billy asked, "Do we look like chicks? Do what you want, we don't know shit about decoratin' shit!" He waved a hand around vaguely.
"Yeah," Joe bobbed his head in total agreement with his big brother, "We're men! Manly men! Just tell us to do the heavy lifting and ask the girls about the inside shit."
With that, they quickly decided they had to go find some beers and something to put together with tools and got the fuck out of Dodge, leaving a open-mouthed Chris with a guffawing Mandy, Alisha and Wendy. Chris turned to the other women and said, "Damn, I never seen them move that fast!" making the girls laugh harder.
"Oh!" hooted Mandy as she ran to the bathroom, "I gotta pee!"
Wendy, completely in her element, quickly directed what they were going to keep and what was going to go into storage in the basement of the building. Once everything was agreed on, they gave the orders to the men as they unpacked the boxes of dishes, linen and clothes. Most of the boy's furniture went into storage except for the recliner that Billy loved and Joe's bedroom set. They swapped Billy's dressers for Chris's, keeping only one of Billy's and his bed since it was actually bigger than her bed. Alisha offered to burn Billy's sheets in a ritual bonfire except for the ones that Chris bought him.
At some point, someone went on another beer run and the entire gang and their girls ended up sitting around getting drunk and stoned after Chris found a dime bag she had forgotten about mixed in with her panties. They watched a horror flick on the big screen TV and made fun of the unfortunate teenage victims.
At one point, Joe shook his head at them all and said, "DAMN! That is so cold, she just got her head stuck in a lawnmower and here you fuckers are making fun of her lawnmower hair!"
Chris snorted from the spot on the recliner where she was curled up with Billy, who had a bad case of pot-induced wonderinghandsitis, "If the bitch is stupid enough to go into the creepy ass basement alone in the first place Joe, she deserves what she gets!"
Everyone raised their assorted drinks and made sounds of agreement.
It wasn't until two in the morning when Billy woke up with a jerk and looked at his watch. Yawning and scratching his chest, he slowly maneuvered himself out from under Chris, who was sprawled all over him. He nudged the others with his foot to wake them up and get them moving. Locking the door behind a yawning Bodie, he picked her up and carried her to their bed. He tucked her in and climbed in beside her. It seemed like he had just closed his eyes when there was a pounding on the front door.
Checking the time, he cursed when he saw it was eight in the morning. He got out of bed and stalked through the now empty living room and flung the door open to find none other than his father on the doorstep.
"Time to wake the fuck up Nazi." Bones barked as he waddled his way past his eldest son and looked around the apartment. Billy stood stiffly in the doorway before closing the door as he hoped Chris would stay asleep.
Bones turned to Billy after surveying the room, "Whose shit is this?" he asked with his cold eyes narrowed.
Not seeing any way out of telling him the truth, after all, if Billy said it was his, Bones would just take that as proof that Billy was skimming as the furniture looked expensive, Billy said shortly as he took a defensive stance, "It belongs to my girl."
Bones laughed humorously, before asking, "It serious or you just after a piece of ass?"
Billy's jaw clenched as he said, "How many women have you ever heard me call mine? She moved in yesterday. It's serious." He waited for Bones to make a threat against her, but none ever came.
Bones merely sat on the couch and flicked on the TV. After a moment, Billy too sat down, unnerved by Bones' uncharacteristic behavior, and Bones said almost like a normal father, "I came to meet her."
Billy's eyebrows rose and he gazed in disbelief at his dad. "Why?" he asked bluntly with a suspicious thread in his voice. Bones had never given a shit before who Billy was sleeping with, so why now?
Bones smirked and told him, "I already know that you been banging her for the last two months, just like I know she's been keeping you away from the drugs and shit so that now you're actually making me my goddamn money, so why wouldn't I want to meet the woman that accomplished that fuckin' miracle?"
Billy digested that little piece of knowledge. He couldn't deny it. The first time he had come home high on coke, Chris was not obvious about it, but he could tell that she didn't like it, so he hadn't done it since, which made him not drink as much and made him more aware of business. Plus, not drinking as much put a lid on his temper most of the time. Billy Darley was still a name to be feared on these streets, but he wasn't as much a loose fucking cannon as he had been before. He was actually more methodical about the revenge he exacted for someone crossing him and it served to make him more feared than ever, which kept those that were thinking about crossing him in check.
There was also the fact that a couple of weeks after they got together, when Billy had come up short because of a girl that Tommy had been fucking, who stole almost two grand, Bones had whapped Billy on the head with a gun and Chris had cried when he came home bleeding and she had stitched his wound closed. He didn't like to see her cry like that. She cried occasionally when she was happy or some girly shit like that, but seeing her cry over him had twisted his insides and made him hurt, so he made sure that Bones got the money he expected.
"So where did you meet her?" Bones asked calmly, "That bar you and your faggot friends hang out at?" He sat forward and fixed Billy with a steady gaze, "How many times do I gotta tell you boys, you ain't never gonna find a woman a Darley would consider worth keeping at a fucking dive bar."
"I didn't meet her at the bar." Billy said reluctantly. He told Bones the story of how he met Chris and the early days of their relationship. Bones cackled at the runaround Chris had given his son and nodded.
"She sounds like your mother." Bones said reminiscently as he stared at the TV, "that woman had me tied in fucking knots until the day she died." He suddenly asked, "She a user?"
"Huh?" Billy asked, still trying to get over the fact that Bones had just mentioned his mom for the first time since she died.
Bones snorted and asked bitingly, "She use drugs ya fuckin' half-wit?"
"No, pot sometimes but I can count on one hand how many times I've seen her stoned and still have fingers left over." Billy told him, starting to relax into the oddly friendly conversation.
Bones nodded, "Good, good. So tell me about her, what's she like?"
Billy snorted, "Hard headed, too nice for her own fucking good sometimes, wicked temper." Billy reached over onto the side table and grabbed a cigarette from the pack Chris left there and the lighter. Inhaling a big drag and slowly letting it out, he offered one to Bones, who took it and set the ashtray on the coffee table between them before continuing, "She's got a big heart, but sometimes she is not wise to what people are really up too." He explained about Chrystal and all that shit.
"You should make sure she doesn't spend time around that bitch." Bones growled as he smoked.
Billy snorted and said, "I didn't have too, apparently, she did something that must of pissed Chris off and now Chris don't talk to her that much, but I don't know. I guess they been friends a long time and they might patch shit up or something."
"I heard she's a looker." Bones said casually and watched as Billy grinned and nodded, "She had a lot of men inside her?"
Billy scowled and asked more aggressively than he knew was wise, "Why the fuck would you want to know that?"
Bones shrugged, not taking the opportunity to kick Billy's ass like he normally would, "If you're serious about this girl, you're gonna want her to have your kids one day—carry on your name—my name. I'm telling you now, Darley men fuck sluts, but they marry ladies and the ladies are the only Momma's of Darley's."
Billy grunted at the wisdom, and muttered, "She ain't a slut."
"How do you know that?" Bones pressed.
Billy scowled and snapped, "Because my cock has been only the second one inside of her and as much shit as she's had done to her, I'm thinking the first one doesn't even fuckin' count!"
Bones chuckled at this and they both turned as Billy's bedroom door opened and a sleep-mussed Chris appeared in the doorway in a t-shirt and sweat pants. She was brought up short when she saw that Billy wasn't alone. Bones stood up after giving her the once over with a critical eye, sticking out his big beefy hand, he introduced himself, "You must be the famous Christina. I'm Bones, Bones Darley, the half-wits father."
Chris, not expecting the infamous Bones to be so charming, forgot that she had already made up her mind not to like him and giggled as she took his offered hand. Billy looked on in shock as Bones shook her hand and then motioned for her to join them as he said, "I heard you were pretty, but they didn't tell me you were beautiful."
Chris giggled and blushed as she sat on the couch. They chatted for a few minutes and then she asked Bones, "I was going to make some breakfast, would you like some?"
"Of course darlin'." Bones said with a friendly smile.
They watched Chris get up and go into the kitchen. Turning to see his son's soft expression as his eyes followed her from the room, Bones growled, "If she can cook, you better get a ring on her finger before she wises up and dumps your worthless ass Nazi!"
Billy rolled his eyes. Normality had returned.
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