Pt. 5

Lying in bed, Cristina had her nose in a medical book and Burke hands were on her stomach feeling the movement within. Ever since the baby kicked Burke would spend most of the evening with his hands on Cristina's stomach and talking to the baby. He'd even put headphones on her stomach playing his favorite jazz music.

"Do you think she's sleeping" Burke asked looking up at Cristina. " I hope so, he was kicking me all morning," she said in a low voice. She wanted to laugh at him for sounding like his best friend was ignoring him, but instead she put down the medical book and moved his hands away from her stomach. " Leave her alone she's sleeping."

Burke smiled "You said she"

" Yeah I know," she said picking up her book again. Before she was able to open it Burke took it out of her hands and set at the edge of the bed. "You always say he and I always say she, it's our thing," he whispered as he leaned closer to her lips. "Shut up" she said capturing his lips with hers.

It had been way too long for the both of them and the need to rip off each others clothes intensified when his tongue slowly made its way into her mouth and she let out a soft moan. His hands made their way up her shirt and he snapped her bra open, he was working on removing her shirt when they heard the rapid knocking on the door.

"Ignore it," he said breathless and his lips went back to hers. She was more then happy to comply. They both sighed when the knocking didn't stop a minute later.

"I'm going to get rid of whoever it is," Burke said getting off the bed.

"Umm Burke maybe I should go" she said snapping her bra back on. "You're a little worked up," she said looking down at his pants.

"Hurry back" he said as he handed her shirt

Opening the door Cristina didn't know what to do there stood what she assumed where Burkes parents with luggage. They called earlier in the week to say that they wouldn't to be able to make it till next week.

"I assume you know who we are by the look on your face. Are you going to invite us in?" the women said

"Yes Come in…I'm Cristina," she said as she opened the door to let Burkes parents in. Burkes mother was looking around the apartment. Burkes father went to shake her hand "I'm Donald, Preston's father"

"Where should we put our bags?" Burkes mother asked.

"ummm" her thoughts were interrupted by the bedroom door opening "Mama" she heard Burke say as he walked to his mother and gave her a hug. "Did you meet Cristina" Burke asked as he stood next to Cristina "and the baby" he added as he patted her stomach.

Cristina felt uneasy about the way Burkes mother was looking her up and down. She didn't do well with mothers and this looked like it wasn't going to go any better.

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"She hates me" Cristina said exasperated as she lay on the bed.

"No she doesn't" Burke said as he changed into some pajama pants

"This is all your fault you know," she said angrily "if you didn't tell her she wouldn't be here hating me."

"She doesn't hate you, " he said as he laid down next to her. "She's just concerned about the situation were in."

"She thinks I'm a gold digging whore"

"She didn't say that" he said as he leaned in close to her. "She didn't have to her the look on her face said it all." Burkes lips brushed over her neck and made their way towards her shoulder. "mmm where were we before we were interrupted" He asked. Cristina allowed herself to get lost in the moment.

"If you think you're getting any with your parents here, you're crazy" she said as she pushed Burke off her. "It's been so long," he said giving her his best crushed looked.

"Well you should have thought about that before you let your parents stay here for the week."