Damn Doctor Who keeps sidetracking me! Think Primeval... Think Primeval... Primeval... Primevonner... Pricover... Cover... Covernor... Conernor... Connor :D :D :D *grins*
Okay so Andy doesn't get punch in this chapter since I'm waiting for the right moment... actually no I'm not, I'm being lazy and putting it off. Something happens BEFORE I let a certain someone punch him. My Muse is making it very difficult to write these chapters, let's just say another possible bad person may be added :D :D :D :D Not giving away exactly WHO will be punching Andy hehe. I'm sure Abby hitting Connor several times will make up for the lack of it though :D :D :D Sorry for any mistakes :P Don't own anything except the plot :D
Enjoy :D :D :D
"You sure I can't change your mind?" Jess asked hopefully, eyeing the lump lounging across the sofa watching one of the pay per view movies on the TV with a bowl of popcorn resting on his stomach.
"I'm stayin'." Becker placed a handful of popcorn into his mouth and looked over his shoulder at her. He choked suddenly. It was possible. It had only been a dream! He frowned as his eyes scanned up and down the flowing black halter dress from his dream. Even in the lights of the hotel room, the soft dark fabric still managed to glisten gold.
"You look nice." he added quickly, turning his attention back to the TV before his eyes had a chance to wander.
Much to Jess' relief, he didn't notice the deep red that rose beneath her cheeks. It wasn't until she sighed loudly from in the bathroom than he looked in her direction again. A few more noises followed her sigh before she came out of the bathroom with her hair falling lightly down her back in gentle waves. The deep frown she had made Becker grin.
He quirked an eyebrow. "Having fun there?"
She glared at him before she begun to rummage through her suitcase. "I can't get my hair right! And I'm suppose to be going soon!"
He rolled his eyes. "You're hair is perfect Jess. It always is."
Two compliments in a matter of minutes! Jess could feel her heart flutter in her chest. Damn you damn you damn you! Jess blushed again and Becker's grin widen. He'd managed to see the deep red colour flood her cheeks before she spun quickly on her heels and disappeared into the bathroom again.
It had only been a couple of second before Becker heard a range of curses echoing around the room. He sighed. Pausing the movie, he went to stand by the open bathroom door and leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed against his chest. His eyes narrowed as he survey what she was currently trying to do to her hair. It was a combination of some sort of messy bun with various braids and considering the annoyed look on Jess' face, it wasn't turning out very well.
"Do you need help?"
Jess' hand froze against the top of her head. She frowned. "Like you know anything about hair..." she mumbled her reply, causing the hair pin that had been hanging out of her mouth to fall down onto the benchtop.
Becker shrugged. "I have sisters... you learn a thing or two. Actually I was forced to, but that's beside the point. Do you need any help?"
She bit her bottom lip as she though, her eyes narrowed as she stared blantantly at him. Why does he always have to bring up these random points when I'm about to go do something? "What can you do?"
"Depends on what you had in mind..." he replied. He moved so he was standing behind her, his hands resting on her shoulder. "Up or down?"
Jess spun around and his hands dropped, making Jess' skin tingle when his fingers brushed across her arms accidently. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "You're being very... feminine right now Becker. Are you feeling alright?" Before she could stop herself, her hand had risen to his warm forehead. The feel of his skin against hers made small goosebump rise up on her arms.
"I'm fine Jess." Becker didn't seem affected by the innocent action and simply just put his hands on her shoulders again and spun her back around. "Up or down?"
"Up. Wait no... down. No up, definitely up– actually I want it down. Definitely down." With a quiet laugh, Becker's hands disappeared from Jess' shoulders and he quickly undid the mess Jess had made and combed through her hair with his fingers, enjoying the feel of the soft auburn strands through his fingers a little too much.
Jess closed her eyes as Becker's fingers wound through her hair. It felt like he'd barely touched it when he tapped her shoulder. Her eyes flew open and she gasped taking an involuntary step backwards into him.
He stumbled back a step but steadied himself and placed his hands on her upper arms to steady her. Jess' eyes were wide with disbelief as she moved her head from side to side, examining the extent of his work. "I honestly had no idea..." Jess' voice trailed off when she saw the loose Fishtail Braid nestled on the side of her head, wrapping underneath loose falling waves. "Oh my god!"
Becker smiled, a little smugly as he wandered back out to the sofa. "If the others ask, tell them you did it yourself." he called and continued watching the movie.
Jess stood by the stairs with her hands firmly on her hips. "How the hell did you manage to do this? It's not just a simple Fishtail Braid Becker! It's... it's..."
"Perfect. Now shh, I'm trying to watch-"
Becker froze midsentence as Jess' arms wrapped around his shoulders suddenly, her cheek pressed against his while she hugged him. "You are my hero." she whispered. A pain shot through his chest at the memory of Sarah saying those exact words.
Jess broke away quickly at the sound of the impatient knock on the door.
Becker frowned when Jess' arms disappeared, missing the warmth they had brought when wrapped around him. He looked over his shoulder just as Jess swung the door open.
"Ow Abby! What was that for?" Connor exclaimed, ducking past Jess to avoid being hit again.
"You have no right to blame our unborn child for swapping the tv channel!"
"But it wasn't me!" He exclaimed, hiding behind Jess as Abby glared at him.
"Um... hi." Jess said quietly.
Abby hugged her, extending her arm behind her to slap Connor across the head. "Sorry Jess. He's been bugging me all day. Who would've thought Connor to be the type to enjoy baby shopping..."
"Oi! I only liked the toys..."
"Still counts as baby shopping Connor." Becker replied, his eyes glued on the screen again.
Connor glared at him for a moment before letting out a high pitch squeal and sitting down on the carpet in front of the tv, fully imerged in the movie. "How do they have this on pay per view?" Connor glanced over his shoulder at Becker who had made himself perfectly comfortable across the couch again. "Since when do you enjoy watching Captain America?"
Becker shrugged, putting a handful of popcorn in his mouth. "I enjoy all action movies Connor."
Jess rolled her eyes "Figures."
"I heard that!" Becker exclaimed
"Of course you did! Ooo let me guess... it's because of the guns."
Becker could hear the grin in her voice as his eyes stayed trained on the tv. "You know me so well Jessica." he grinned, waiting for the reply he knew was coming.
"My name is Jess! You wouldn't like if I go around calling you H-"
"I knew you were going to say that!" He interrupted her. "You're so predictable!"
"I can be spontaneous!" Jess' voice went up an octave when she went into defence.
Becker laughed. "Sure sure!"
"I can!"
Abby smirked at the pair. It was so obvious! Even Connor was beginning to catch on. Abby's eyes shifted between Becker and Jess before she noticed Jess' hair and suddenly that was all the mattered.
Her hand flew out and caught Jess' shoulder, making her yelp as she got turned around. "Who the hell did your hair?"
Jess' gaze shot right to Becker who was looking right back at her. She could see the plea written all over his face. He'd never hear the end of it if she told Abby. Connor would most definitely overhear and make his life a living hell.
Jess turned and looked at Abby with a grin. "I did it with a little help."
Connor laughed. "Did Action Man do your hair Jess?" Becker's foot slipped off the couch, clipping Connor in the shoulder and he winced. "That hurt..."
"Harden up."
"No Connor. Becker didn't do my hair. He held bits of it for me though. It's tricky doing this all by myself." Jess covered.
Becker looked over her and smiled. His eyes locked on hers and both had a hard time looking away.
Abby sighed loudly, snapping them both back into reality. "Well come on then! I hear a dancefloor screaming to be jumped on." She grabbed Connor's arm and pulled him to his feet, ignoring his complaints about wanting to watch the movie.
Jess begun to follow them out the door but stopped at the door and looked over her shoulder at Becker. She wanted him to come. Any excuse to dance with him outside of her fantasies would have set her pulse wild. Her eyes narrowed.
Becker honestly wasn't expecting it, he had gotten so imerged into the movie that he never heard her walk silently back into the hotel room. It wasn't until her lips pressed lightly to his cheek that he noticed. He looked at her small smile, fighting off the rising heat in the exact spot she'd kissed him.
"Thanks again. Really." Jess turned back towards the door and it wasn't until she had left the hotel room, that Becker's hand rose to his cheek, the heat flooding his face and snaking down around his neck. She just... on my cheek... Becker frowned. It doesn't mean anything except thank you Becker, it's just a simple kiss on the cheek. Pull yourself together!
He could still feel her lips lingering against his skin though. Soft and gentle. His heart raced inside his chest as he replayed the memory over and over. He grinned to himself. That wasn't just a simple kiss on the cheek Becker and you know it!
Yup... a kiss on the cheek. That should be enough for a day or so :D :D :D Thank goodness it's nearly the weekend! I can sleep and dream up ideas. Off to go finish Art homework now... somehow school has managed to make that subject boring for me :(
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