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Chapter 8

Billy slammed the door to his apartment behind him with a crash as he stomped over to the couch and threw himself down on it with a groan. Chris came up behind the visibly pissed off man and started rubbing his shoulders. Billy sighed and relaxed at her ministrations. He grabbed her hand and kissed it as he pulled her around the couch and into his lap, burying his face in her neck with another deep sigh.

Over the last three months, she had done this often when he would come in from whatever it was that he did that day, tense and upset. She would rub his shoulders until he relaxed and calmed down. Then she would make him something to eat after bringing him a beer. They hadn't had as much time together lately as he would like. There had been a problem with Jamie's ex Terry, the mother of his daughter Amber.

Terry was a crack-head whore that used the baby to get whatever she wanted out of Jamie. Chris had told Billy that she detested the bitch after Terry had shown up at Billy's apartment to pick up her daughter after Jamie had had her for the weekend. Jamie had just been picking Amber up from Chris, who had been babysitting when Terry had started screaming about Jamie and Chris sleeping together and Chris trying to steal her daughter away from her even though Billy was standing right there.

The three of them had been disgusted and Chris had been upset that the shrill greasy-haired blonde had been high off her ass when she came to get her kid. The situation had gotten worse when Jamie refused point blank to give Amber to Terry, saying that she needed to sober up a bit before he could trust her with his daughter. Terry had tried to grab the baby out of Chris's arms at that point and Chris had quickly locked herself in the bedroom while a disgusted Jamie and a pissed off Billy got rid of the woman.

Billy had almost flown into a rage when Terry had shown up after the next visit and hauled off and took a swing at Chris as she held the little girl in her arms, but Chris had kept Billy from beating the shit out of the other woman saying that it would only get Billy arrested. Terry missed Chris but the blow had landed on the baby even though Chris had instinctively tried to shield her from her mother's anger. Someone had called the cops at that point, Billy suspected a nosy neighbor, and when the cops had shown up, Jamie had explained the problem and informed them that he was applying for custody of his daughter as Terry was hauled off to jail.

The cops had at first believed the sobbing and crying Terry, but when they saw that she was under the influence of drugs and Chris showed them the now purpling black bruise on Ambers upper arm, they had arrested Terry. As Jamie's name was on the birth certificate and he technically had joint custody, the social worker that the police called had told them it should be easy for Jamie to get full custody. Chris had helped Jamie deal with the paperwork involved and went with him to court as a character witness as Jamie was granted custody of his little girl.

So for the last couple of weeks, Chris had been helping Jamie get his shit straight so that he could balance his work with the gang and his responsibilities to his daughter. Billy had thought to himself, after watching Chris chastise a shamefaced Jamie for hiring an irresponsible babysitter, telling the man that he had to be careful about the kind of people he allowed to be alone with his daughter, that she would make an excellent mother. Jamie and Chris had found out that the girl he had hired was bringing her boyfriend over as soon as Jamie was out the door and they would go off and fuck in Jamie's bed while a crying, wet and hungry Amber was left alone in the living room.

Chris had been the one to discover what was going on and had smacked the shit out of the eighteen-year-old babysitter. The boyfriend had tried to intervene, having no idea that Chris was Billy's girl, and tried to hit Chris. He had quickly realized his mistake when he had his drawn-back hand caught and found himself faced with an enraged gang lord who beat the shit out of him for raising a hand to his woman.

She had also had to explain to the clueless father why chocolate cake and candy all day long was not a good idea, to which Jamie had scoffed. The first time Jamie showed up at their apartment looking as haggard as hell though after being kept awake all night by a little girl bouncing off the walls of his place, he had started listening eagerly to everything Chris told him without argument or disbelief, much to Billy and Joe's chortling amusement.

Joe was positively giddy about Chris living with them. He had confided, whilst the boys were out drinking, that it was like having a mom or a big sister around to take care of them. Billy couldn't argue with that, she did take care of the two men. Cooking, cleaning, doing their laundry and buying them clothes as well as worrying about them and shit all the time. Chris was far from being like a mom to Billy though, unless Billy was to suddenly find himself thinking some really perverted shit, which he most assuredly wasn't.

He smirked as he thought of their bedroom activities. Now that she had been broken into anal sex, there was nothing that Billy couldn't do to her, short of causing her real pain, which Billy wasn't into anyway. Billy was a rough and tumble lover, but he wasn't a sadist. Not only that, but Billy would rather cut off his own hand than hurt her like that for even a second. There was a big difference between rough sex, like they had a lot, and sadism.

Billy came out of his thoughts as Chris moved to straddle his lap and grind down against him as she started kissing and nibbling on his neck. He let her continue for a while, not either encouraging her or stopping her before saying huskily, "Somebody horny sweetheart?"

"Mmm." Chris hummed against his neck as she slid her hands under his shirt and across his stomach.

His hands moved to her hips and helped her grind down harder as he thrust his hips upwards towards hers and asked, "You wet for me baby?"

"Very." She breathed in his ear as her hands smoothed over his shaved scalp.

Billy smirked. He loved it when she was close to her time of the month. Chris got as horny as hell and Billy reaped the benefits. He thrust his jean-clad hips against hers rhythmically as he took her mouth in a deep kiss, exploring the inside with his tongue. He broke away to ask a little hopefully, "You gonna let me in your ass again baby?"

Chris considered it for a moment as she continued to circle her hips and rub against him before saying, "If you want." She took his hand and blushed a little before drawing it down her body and whispering against his neck, "But first, I want you here." She guided his hand to her pussy.

Billy hissed as he felt her damp panties. She was wearing only a long t-shirt that she occasionally tried to sleep in and Billy would get her out of as he preferred them to sleep naked. He rubbed his hand over her, playing with her for a few minutes, making her close her eyes and throw her head back as she whimpered and moaned before leaning back down to suck on his throat again.

Billy grinned and asked, "You want me to fuck your pussy and then your ass baby?" He chuckled when he felt her nod against his neck. He could feel the heat from her blush.

He hummed approvingly and pushed her to stand up before standing up himself and leading her to their bed after making sure that the door was locked. They quickly stripped and Billy rolled her over onto her back as he settled himself between her legs. The sudden image he had of her leaking his cum from both holes was enough to make him want to howl in lust it made him so hard. He pulled her legs around his waist and slid home, drawing a low moan from them both.

Billy started slow. A steady, deep pace that shook the bed gently and drew rhythmic cries from his woman. In no time at all, Chris came with a cry and a shudder. Not stopping, Billy reached into the nightstand for the surprise he had gotten from a discrete shop that Alisha put him on to and placed it next to him, reaching back in for the lube. Pulling out of Chris, he stopped her from turning over onto her knees and whispered, "Not yet." As he applied the lube and prepared her while on his knees between her legs.

Chris lay back and relaxed, watching his face screw up in concentration as he opened her up. They had only done this once since the first time, and she did enjoy it, though they had never done it like this, with her on her back. Billy raised her legs higher to tilt her hips better and Chris sighed as he pushed in and then slid out. He rested her calves on his shoulders and asked, "That feel good baby?"

"Oh yeah." She moaned as she closed her eyes. It was different with her on her back, it was a different angle, but still pleasurable. She could feel him so deep it was as if he were sliding into her belly.

When Billy, still moving in and out of her slowly, whispered huskily, "Alisha told me about your fantasy baby." Chris's eyes snapped back open and locked onto his as he smirked and she blushed profusely.

"What?" she squeaked, afraid that he would be mad about it and cursing Alisha at the same time. Little witch was gonna get it for sure.

Billy merely smirked again as his eyes dropped down to where he was penetrating her for a moment as he said, "She told me that the two of you had a little conversation about your fantasies and that you had one about being filled with two dicks." He looked back at her and grinned wickedly, "How come you never told me that, huh baby?" he started to move a fraction faster as he said, "I'm your man. You should tell me these kinds of things. It's my job to make sure you're satisfied after all."

Chris gazed at him stupidly before sputtering, "But that's just a fantasy Billy. I don't really want—"

"You don't really want to have your pussy and ass filled at the same time?" he quirked an eyebrow at her, "Or you don't really want to add another man to our bed?"

Chris told him quietly through a moan as he kept fucking her, "Another man. I don't really want another man." She prayed he believed her. As possessive as Billy was, he would have a fit if he thought she wanted to sleep with someone other than him and she knew it. Truthfully, in her fantasy, both men had oddly enough been Billy. It was weird, but it was a fantasy, she didn't bother trying to analyze it.

Billy's eyes once again dropped down as he nodded, looking pleased. He was very happy to find this out. Truthfully, when Alisha had first told him, it had pissed him off. He would never have agreed to let another man touch her—just the thought of it was enough to make him see red. But knowing that wasn't what she really wanted, he could give her what she did want and enjoy doing it. He picked something up that she couldn't see. Chris squeaked and almost sat up as she felt something that was definitely not Billy's fingers prod her clit before starting to push into her.

Billy hissed as her jumping up like that bent his dick inside of her unpleasantly before he placed a hand on her breastbone and pushed her back down. "Ow! Christ! Don't do that babe."

"What the hell is that?" she asked a little fearfully and he showed her his surprise.

"I got this for you." He told her with a grin as he held up a life-like dildo. He had chosen it because of it being pretty realistic looking. Ignoring her blush, he said soothingly as he started sliding it gently back into her pussy while he slowly moved in and out of her ass, "Just relax baby."

He watched her reaction as he slowly filled her with the fake dick. When it was finally in, Chris flung her head back and moaned loudly, feeling so full and turned on that she thought she would lose her freaking mind as she fisted her hair in her hands. Billy started alternating his thrusting with the toy, making her cry out, "Ohmygod! Ahh…Billy!"

Billy watched her as he sped up both his hips and the hand he was using to fuck her with the dildo, her cries getting louder with every stroke. When Billy switched on the vibration, she went wild, groaning and panting, as well as talking dirty to him.

She came apart around him and still, he didn't stop, his arousal having been kicked up by the feel of the vibrating dick through the thin wall that separated her cunt from her ass, pounding and thrusting as hard as he dared as he got off on it and her reactions. "That's right babe, this is as close as I am ever gonna get to sharing you. You're mine. Only mine!" he whispered, caught in the grip of possessiveness, "This is my ass, and my pussy, they belong to ME!"

He reared back and threw her legs up in the middle of the air, tilting her up further and putting all of her weight on her shoulders as he fucked her faster, grunting with every lunge, hammering into her. He watched as her eyes rolled back into her head as she came unglued a second time, then her mouth opened in a silent scream as her fluids squirted out of her when she climaxed a third time, making his own eyes roll as he slammed into her deep and came with a shout as his breath hitched and he thought his heart would stop.

He let go of her legs which fell down to the bed with a soft 'whop' and fell forward, catching himself on his hands before he could crush her as he pulled his spent cock out of her. She whimpered as the dildo continued to vibrate inside of her and he reached down, pulling it out and switching it off as he tossed it on the floor next to the bed. He pulled her into his embrace and wiped her hair off of her sweaty forehead before pressing it against hers. "The next time you get a fucking fantasy, you tell me—not Alisha." He ordered with ragged breath.

Chris only had enough energy to hum softly before she fell asleep, feeling him kiss her forehead once more.

"Oh SHIT!"

Billy snapped his eyes open and peered at Chris as she hopped out of the bed and stood next to it with a look of worry and supreme embarrassment on her face before running to the bathroom. "Whassa matter?" he mumbled as he raised his head and looked around. He couldn't tell what had her in a flap and buried his face in her pillow, dozing off again.

"Get up, get up!" she said urgently as she came back out of the bathroom and flapped her hands at him.

He sat up and saw what was making her freak out. Blood covered the white sheet and smeared across his loins. "Fuck!" he exclaimed as his eyes grew wide, "Did I make you bleed baby?" Fear made his heart pound as he thought he had injured her during last night's little fantasy fulfillment. Shit! He shouldn't have fucked her so hard.

"No." she bit her lip and said, "I started my period. I'm sorry."

He calmed down and ignored her mortified squawking. He yawned as he got out of the bed and wandered into the bathroom for a shower. When he was finished washing the blood off, he went back into the bedroom to find her muttering embarrassedly and stripping the sheets from the bed. When she saw him, she whimpered in a small voice, "I'm sorry Billy."

"For what?" he asked with amusement as he dressed. She stayed silent as she finished remaking the bed with clean sheets. She was acting all upset about it and her face was a bright shade of red, so he asked, "Bleeding on me?" when she shrugged and nodded jerkily, he put his arms around her and said against her throat, "Don't worry about it sweetheart. Shit happens."

"But it's gross." She claimed.

"It's just blood babe." He shrugged as he let her go and looked for his watch.

"But it's from down there." She whined.

He looked at her and snorted in amusement as he lit two cigarettes and handed her one, "Baby, I have my mouth, hands and dick in there all the fuckin' time—I ain't afraid of anything that comes outta there."

She giggled and relaxed before then biting her lip, "Can I ask a favor then?"

"What?"

"I don't have any more tampons." She said and asked with a pleading look, "Can you go get me some?"

Billy gazed at her with an unreadable expression for a moment, making her think he was going to say no before he sighed and rolled his eyes as he muttered, "The shit I do for you."

Chris giggled again and kissed his cheek, "Can you go get them now? I want to take a shower and I need them."

"Fine." He huffed and hollered for Joe as he left.

Chris laughed again as she headed for the shower, pleased that number one, Billy hadn't freaked out when he woke up with her menstrual blood all over him and number two, he didn't bitch about going and buying her some feminine products like most guys would. She washed her hair and slathered on conditioner and decided she would take the opportunity to shave her legs to give Billy time to get back from the market.

"What are we here for?" Joe asked through a yawn as they walked into the corner store and Billy looked around. Billy muttered something and Joe had to ask, "Huh? I didn't catch that."

Billy sighed and rolled his eyes as he said loud enough for only Joe to hear, "Chris needs tampons."

Joe got red in the face and goggled at his big brother, "And you agreed to get them?"

"Yeah. She didn't have any and I'm not gonna make her go when she's bleedin' all over." Billy groused.

The two of them looked around for a moment before Joe asked, "Where do they keep shit like that?"

"Hell if I know." Billy muttered as he started down a random isle.

They wandered around for a few minutes which gained the attention of the owner's mother, or maybe a grandmother from the look of her. "Can I help you boys?" she asked as she craned her neck on her tiny frame to look up at the tall men looking so lost and confused.

Billy looked down at her. She was so small the top of her head only barely reached his elbow and he said gruffly, "My girl started her raggin' and she needs some shit."

Not scolding him for his crude language, she asked in a motherly tone, "Does she use tampons or pads?"

"Uh, tampons." Billy said.

"Regular or maxi?"

"Fuck if I know." Billy said looking lost again.

"Well then get the regular." She said as she led them to the correct place and snatched a box off the shelf with a hand covered with liver spots. She handed the box to Billy and smiled in a friendly fashion as she hobbled away.

"I can't believe you agreed to this." Joe said in quiet disgust as they walked to the counter and Billy placed the box down.

"Shit, at least I have a woman to buy this kinda shit for Joe!" Billy grunted as he fished out the money from his pocket, making the cashier snicker.

"The things we do for that girl." Joe sighed as he shook his head and the grinning cashier handed Billy the bag of tampons.

Billy took the bag and grunted again, "I know."

A few weeks later, Chris asked Billy as she sat on the hood of his car while he did his shit under the bridge what he and Joe usually did for the holidays. Usually, he didn't bring her with him while he worked, but a couple of nights previously, Dog had heard a rumor that some of the Hall boys had been asking questions about her. Afterwards, Billy made sure that he was with her at all times, hence her sitting on top of his car while he sold drugs for the afternoon.

He took the cigarette out of her mouth and took a puff before saying, "Nothing usually. Sometimes Alisha makes us dinner for Thanksgiving, but she went to her moms last year with Bodie. Joe and I haven't really celebrated since mom died." He said with a faraway look in his blue-green eyes.

"Well how did you celebrate when she was alive?" Chris asked softly.

He remembered his mom as she bustled around in the kitchen making a big dinner, her dirty blonde hair gleaming in the setting sun that shone through the windows as she danced and hummed to herself. "She made tons of food and played games with me after doing the dishes on Thanksgiving. Christmas, she made a lot of food and we would watch the Christmas specials on an old TV that Bones had bought her while laying in her bed." He shook his head to get rid of the memories, "After she was gone, we spent them like any other normal day."

Chris remained silent for a while as he sold to two more customers, only speaking up when one of the local whores offered to give them a threesome in exchange for dope. After scaring the woman off, Chris said as she hopped back up on the Mustang, "You know, Thanksgiving is only two weeks away."

Billy shrugged, "You going to your dads place?" he asked curiously. He knew that her dad had called her and wanted her to come home to California this year, since it wasn't a good time for him to come here like he had planned at first, but he didn't know what she had told him.

Chris gazed at him curiously before saying slowly, "Do you want me too?"

Billy thought about it for a moment. "No." he answered honestly as he wedged himself between her knees and leaned down to kiss her with his hands braced on either side of her legs. Breaking the kiss, he said, "I don't want to spend even one day away from you."

She grinned and pecked him on the lips and said, "Good, because I told my dad I was spending this year with you and Joe." She hung her arms around his neck, "I don't want to spend even one day away from you either."

Billy smiled and put his hands around her back as he kissed her again as her small hands played over his neck, head and ears. He was about to suggest that they find someplace to fuck when Bones' light grey Lincoln town-car pulled up. Billy groaned as Bones hauled his fat ass out of the car and hitched up his pants before walking towards them, "What are you two doing?" he barked.

"Talkin'." Billy said curtly.

"Looked like you were talkin' about fuckin'." Bones cackled.

"We were talking about Thanksgiving." Chris told him with a smile, "I'm going to make dinner, you in?"

Billy barely restrained an eye roll. He seriously needed to have a talk with his girl about putting a limit on her niceness. She was already inviting Bones over for dinner at least once a week and the fat fucker always showed up, much to the discomfort of Billy and Joe. Billy knew she wasn't stupid, she knew that Bones was a rotten bastard, but she said that he was still family and he was old, so they had to be nice. She was convinced that Bones' viciousness could be tamed by old-fashioned family love, no matter how many times Billy told her that Bones would outlive them all out of pure spite.

Billy couldn't bring himself to get mad at her about it though. She had told him a little about the MC her dad rode with in California and she had explained how it was essentially family based. The club was the family, the members were brothers, so she was raised to take the concept of family very important. He also knew that she saw them as a family. Billy, Joe and the boys and their women. So Bones, being his dad, no matter how shitty, was family.

"I'll be there." Bones actually smiled at her as Billy inwardly marveled at the miracle.

She smiled and asked, "Any requests for the menu?"

Bones thought about it for a minute and then grunted, "Cranberry sauce, the kind in the can."

Chris laughed as she told Bones, "Oh, it wouldn't be Thanksgiving dinner without it!"

Bones chatted for a few more minutes before saying to Billy, "Come here, I gotta talk to you about something."

Billy followed him back to his car and Bones warned him in a low voice, "Watch your girl Nazi. There are rumors that those Stokely Hall pussies are planning ta make a move—make a name for themselves. Word is, they been buying guns someplace, but not from me."

Billy scowled and nodded curtly, "I will."

Bones grunted. As witless as he thought both his boys were, Bones privately thought that he saw a lot of himself and his Nadine in Billy and Chris. Billy wasn't an idiot, and he was vicious when crossed, Bones himself had made sure of that. Bones knew that Billy would protect his woman and kill anything that tried to take her from him in unimaginably gruesome ways, just as Bones would have if his beloved wife was threatened.

With this in mind, he said as he got into his car with another grunt, "You should marry her."

Billy looked at Chris, who was lying on the hood of his car wrapped in a small blanket as the Mustang sat near the barrel that burned newspapers and shit, "We've only been together for six months." He said thoughtfully, not adding that he had already been thinking about it for three and was eying a ring with a nice sized diamond.

Bones snorted as he started his car, "Doesn't mean shit. When its right, you know it. I only knew your mother for four before I married her."

Billy looked at Bones considering, "Why are you doing this?" he asked, wanting to really know the reason behind Bones' new attitude. Since he had first shown up at Billy's place to meet Chris, he was acting almost like a normal dad. He was still a hard ass and he still threatened to kill Billy at least once a week, but the edge of real hatred had gone.

Bones looked at his eldest son sharply and admitted, "I like her—and I ain't gettin' any younger. I want grandkids before I croak." He too looked at the beautiful blonde as he added, "She's smart and she's a beauty. She's a good girl. She'll be a good mother." He looked back at his son, "If I left it up to you, you'd still be banging whore's till you die, so don't fuck this up, what you have with her."

Thanksgiving arrived with a dusting of snow and an obnoxiously cheerful Christina. Billy and Joe both grumped their way through the morning as Chris sent them around to find open markets and shit for things they had forgotten the day before. The two brothers had agreed that if it were any other chick bossing them around like this, she would have gotten a slap in the face at the very least.

They had long ago acknowledged in their own heads that she was capable of making either one of them do anything she wanted at the drop of a hat, but they and the whole neighborhood knew that the two Darley boys were firmly wrapped around Christina Morrow's pretty little fingers, though if anyone would dare to say it to their faces, the unfortunate fucker that spoke up would disappear without a trace.

Seven months ago, if anyone were to have told Billy that he would be firmly pussy whipped, he would have asked which of his boys sold them the fucked up drugs. But Billy knew he was, and he was alright with that, as long as it was Chris's pussy he was whipped by. It didn't bother him because he knew that as much as he was whipped, she was dick whipped just as bad.

He had found that out when he had asked her to get a tattoo of his name and she refused, not because she had an objection to getting his name permanently etched into her skin, but because he wanted the tattoo to read, 'Property of' in a circle of swirling tribal symbols that matched his own and 'Billy Darley' in the middle. She had resisted for almost a month until he had finally refused to have sex with her, not knowing what else to do. She got the tat within the week. It was beautiful. Wide and narrow, it spread across her back from the tip of one shoulder blade to the other right beneath the nape of her neck. But then he had made the mistake of laughing until he cried, she rode him like an amusement park attraction to make up for the sex he had denied her and then she booted his ass out of the bed for a week.

That fucking couch was uncomfortable.

"Here." Mumbled Joe as he handed her the bag of salt that just sent them on the latest run to the market.

"Smells good baby." Billy said as he shrugged off his coat. "You made pumpkin pie right?" The apartment had never smelled this good, he thought as his stomach growled. He leaned over her shoulder to see what she was stirring as Joe went to answer the door and slouched back into the kitchen with Bones right behind him.

"Ya making stuffing right?" Bones asked as he and Joe both looked around.

Chris huffed and slapped down the spoon she was using as she shouted, "Alright, if you men want to eat dinner, you are going to have to leave the kitchen!"

"But babe—" Billy protested as she shooed them out.

"Out!" she yelled as she handed them some beers, "Go watch the game or something while you wait for the others."

Others? Billy's eyebrows shot up. He didn't remember her saying anything about others.

"What others?" he asked even as he sat down in his recliner while Bones took control of the remote and Joe slunk over to the other end of the couch opposite their father.

"Jamie and Amber, Bodie, Alisha, Baggy, Spink, Mandy and Heco." She rattled off.

"What about the rest?" Joe asked with a grin.

"Dog and Wendy went to his parents place, Silvia had to work so she'll be here later and Tommy and his mom went to her families in Cali." Chris said as she went back into the kitchen.

The men chuckled as Bones asked, "She always this bossy?"

"Yup." Joe told him, "But only when she's doing something like making dinner or cleaning up after us, so we don't complain much."

"Women." Bones snorted into his beer as he switched the channel to the game.

Before long, everyone started arriving and Billy heard Joe ask Baggy if he could stay the night at his and Silvia's place. "Why are you beggin' for a place to stay? You live here." Billy growled.

Jamie started laughing as he said, "Yeah, but he sleeps at our places at least twice a week because he said that you and Chris make too much noise."

Bones started laughing as well when Billy swung his head to Joe and Joe looked apologetically at his brother as he said, "Well you guys are loud when you're having sex and the two of you fuck too much."

"Boy," Bones cackled, "a man can never fuck too much!"

"What are you guys talking about?" Chris asked as she walked into the living room with Mandy and Alisha behind her.

Billy smirked and said, "Joe says our fuckin' keeps him awake."

"Because you fuck too much!" Baggy choked through his guffaws.

A blush rose on Chris's face and she said, "No one can fuck too much." Before she stuck her nose in the air and stalked back to the kitchen as she yelled, "Perverts!" over her shoulder.

They all gapped at the door to the kitchen as it swung shut behind her and Bones said, "I told you to marry that girl!" and the men roared with laughter.

Dinner went off without a hitch as they all sat around at the table and the couches. The food, a golden brown turkey, mashed and baked potatoes, stuffing, yams, green beans with mushrooms, two types of cranberry sauce, baked butternut squash, gravy, pumpkin, apple and cherry pie, and ice-cream, was hot and delicious as they talked and laughed, even Bones had a good time and told them all so as he kissed Chris's cheek as he left the table and wandered into the living room. Mandy and Alisha stayed and helped Chris with the clean-up while their men sat in front of the TV with full beers, full bellies and no energy to do anything.

When they were done, Chris curled up on Billy's lap while they watched another football game.

"Dinner was great baby." Billy said as she snuggled against him and yawned.

She smiled and kissed him and said, "Was it a good day?"

He nuzzled her nose with his and squeezed her against him in a hug as he looked around at his boys and Mandy and Alisha. They really were a family now, he thought. Even Bones, who was dozing in his spot on the couch with his head thrown back and his mouth open. He looked back at her and said softly, "It was a great day sweetheart. I love you."

"I love you too Billy." She muttered against his neck as she yawned, "And just think, there is Christmas to look forward to now!"

Billy chuckled and teased, "Don't even think about putting a Santa hat on Bones—as much as he likes ya, he'll still shoot ya in your cute little ass!"

"Damn straight!" Bones mumbled with his eyes closed, and Billy and Chris both smothered their laughter.

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