Chapter 13: Curb Appeal

Weevil looked around the house one more time, he'd cleaned…a lot the last three days. He'd also spent the last three days making sure everything that really needed fixing was done; none of the doors squeaked and the walls had fresh coats of paint on them and as he looked around he had to admit his hard work had paid off. The outside of the house wasn't much to look at right now but he was still proud to call it his home. Once upon a time he didn't even think he'd ever have his own house, afraid that he would be renting run down apartments till he died. But that wasn't the case since here he was.

Grabbing his keys he headed out, the place was as good as it was going to get now he was leaving a lot of the decorating for when Veronica moved in figuring it was something she would be better at then he was. Weevil made sure the door locked before he headed to his car. The drive to her apartment was quick, parking he barely had time to get out before Veronica was walking towards him so he leaned against his car door looking her over. "Damn girl, you come here often." Weevil asked, looking right at her.

Veronica tilted her head and gave a small shrug. "Often enough."

"You looking for a ride?"

"I don't know, you see I have this boyfriend who's the jealous type." Veronica moved so she could lean her hip against the car, her body edged in close to his.

"Sounds like a real hot head." Weevil said smirking at her as he resisted the urge to touch her.

"The hottest." Grunting he finally reached out and touched her, taking his hand he cupped the back of her neck causing her to shiver. "How do you deal with it?"

"I do a little head tilt, or tap my lip…" Veronica leaned in a little closer whispering to him like someone else might hear. "And if he's really mean, I just flip my hair and he's putty."

A rough chuckle fell from his lips as Weevil shook his head. "He doesn't sound so tough."

"He's the toughest, just has a weak spot for petite blondes."

"Only one petite blonde." Weevil corrected. "You ready to go?" He asked holding her against him for a moment. "Yes, I have a surprise to collect on."

Beaming Veronica moved away from Weevil, walking to the passenger side; not waiting for him she got into the car a moment later he was seated beside her. "That you do."

Little else was said during the drive, instead they sat in a comfortable silence, his hand would rest on her thigh when it was free and Veronica's hand would rest on his her fingers gripping it lightly. Weevil sighed, the closer they got to the house the more nervous he got. Which was weird because Weevil could literally count on one hand the several times he'd felt this particular feeling.

"Don't judge it from the outside okay? I haven't really had time to work on curb appeal." Weevil could feel her looking at him, he didn't even have to turn his head to look. He could feel it, sense her blue gaze locked on his profile. "I'm sure it's great." Snorting softly at the slight hesitance in her voice he turned down Fasley Ave, the houses on the street weren't in the best shape but they could have been worse he slowed in front of a really rundown one and looked at Veronica, and for a white girl she turned white. "Oh…"

Laughter filled the car as he drove past the house. "Oh man, the look on your face." Weevil said as he drove on, taking a right on Wells Ave, it was only a couple of blocks from the house he used to live in with his abuela. "You're such a jerk." Veronica muttered, hitting him lightly. "Not funny." She said crossing her arms over her chest and looking out the window. "I thought it was, and the look on your face…priceless."

Finally he pulled into the driveway one of the houses, it looked almost identical to all the other houses in the neighborhood, the exterior paint was starting to chip, but the front porch gave the small house more appeal. "It still needs a little work, but I've focused on the inside…" He said shutting down the car getting out he closed and locked the door waiting for Veronica. "It reminds me of your old place…" She said echoing his thoughts when he'd seen it; nodding his head he tossed the keys to her. "Well, what are you waiting for Mars? Check out your new digs."

"Digs? No one says digs anymore."

Walking towards her Weevil smacked her on the ass. "I said it, now go blondie."

Veronica turned her head giving him a weak glare before walking towards the house, she took the steps up to the porch two at a time looking around a bit before she looked back at him. "Brass key." Weevil said, answering her unspoken question. He watched as unlocked the door, pushing it open Veronica walked into the house, following her in he flicked on the overhead light.

"I still have some work to do." Weevil said quickly as she looked around not saying anything; Veronica moved from the living room to the kitchen, he watched as she took in the small breakfast nook then continued on her way. She looked in the bathroom, her face neutral making it hard for him to gauge her reaction to the place.

She looked into what would be a spare bedroom, head tilted to the side making Weevil smile slightly as he leaned against the wall arms crossed over his chest; to an outsider they probably made an interesting sight as he watched her look around. Finally she moved from the spare room and moved to the only closed-door, opening it she stepped inside her hand skimmed the wall and he smirked. "It's lower and about four inches from the door frame. "Ah ha." Veronica said as she flicked on the light, flooding the room and the hall in light.

Weevil waited for what felt like an eternity finally she turned to look at him. "You've done a great job babe." She stated as she walked back to him. "Still lots to do…" Weevil said as he looked at her, trying to figure out how she felt about the house. "Why, are you nervous about something Mr. Navarro?" "I don't get nervous." Weevil said automatically as they walked back to the living room. "So, what do you think?" He finally asked, not willing to wait for her to get to it. "I think I can't wait to move in."

A weight lifted and he grinned at her, taking a seat on the couch he waited for her to join him. "How did telling your dad go?" Weevil asked as she started to sit beside him before moving to straddle his lap, a leg on each side of his; resting his hands on her hips he sighed. "Oh he was totally against it." Veronica said making him frown and tense beneath her. "But." Veronica said making him relax slight. "But?"

"But if we get a dog and you let me sleep with my Taser on my night stand he reluctantly agreed." The look on her face made him sigh happily. "A dog and your Taser…He knows you'll be sleeping beside me every night right?" "Oh I forgot to mention that." Veronica laughing as he rolled his eyes. "He's okay with it, just wants me to be sure this is what I want." "And is it?" Weevil asked wanting no…needing to know that she was sure. "When can we move me in?"

That was all she needed to say, he was convinced. Reaching up he pulled her down gently until their lips met, the kiss quickly grew heated; teeth clashed and tongues met as Weevil moved his hands from her hips up her slim waist then down tugging her shirt out from her pants. His hands traveled over her bare skin. "Damn V." Weevil hissed as she ground her hips against his, pulling her shirt up and over her head he tossed her shirt to the side loving how she didn't hide from his gaze. "You get prettier every time I see you." He muttered as he moved his hands over her body.

"Eli." Her breath caught in her throat and that was his undoing, picking her up he carried her to the bedroom, closing the door with his foot. "So impatient." Veronica said a mixture of lust and laughter in her voice. "Just getting a head start." Weevil said with a wolfish grin. "I plan to make love to you in every room of our house." "Mm, promise?" Nodding his head Weevil got to work, after all he promised and he made good on his promises.

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