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“Oh, no! I’m not having any more than one.”
“Sure you’re not. What’s the worst that can happen?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You’ve apparently heard the stories about handsy, chatty Piper. I could get all lovey-dovey on your arse.”
He chuckled as we walked into my room and he made an appreciative noise. “Yeah, lovey-dovey I suspect will be the least of my problems. Besides, we’ve already fucked. So really, how bad can it get?”
“Already fucked? That’s a charming way of talking about you being granted the treasure of my virginity,” I said sarcastically; I in no way thought it was all that great a treasure. I mean sort of special, but nothing like the books and movies go on about.
He pulled me around to face him and I noticed he’d put the beers down. His arms wrapped around my waist, his fingers lacing behind my back. He leant his head against mine and sighed.
“Yeah, I know. Are you okay, Barlow?”
I smiled and cupped his cheek. “It’s not the way I thought it would happen. But I still don’t regret it, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I…” He sighed heavily.
“What are you doing here, anyway? Showering my window with pebbles is hardly nailing and bailing behaviour.”
He huffed a laugh. “Is it terrible that I wanted to spend time with you?”
I gasped sarcastically. “Even after you got everything you wanted?”
His smile was rueful. “Yeah, laugh it up.”
“Oh, I will. Don’t tell me you’re looking for seconds, Lombardi?”
He looked up to the ceiling. “What if it’s less seconds and more…I just enjoy your company?”
I decided not to tell him the feeling was mutual.
Instead, I pulled out of his arms, took his hand again, and led him back to the bed. “Come on. I just started this one so I’ll go back to the beginning.”
“What are we watching?”
“Say Anything.”
“It’s already my favourite,” he huffed sarcastically.
“Oh, something we have in common!” I teased.
“Yay,” he offered weakly.
“You were the one who asked to join me. Suck it up.”
He chuckled. “What’s it about?”
“Why don’t you shut up and find out?”
We sat back against the headboard of my bed and he popped two beers for us. I rewound and started it from the beginning. A few minutes in, he leant his head against mine.
“Thanks, Barlow.”
“For what?”
“For not making a big deal out of this.”
I leant into him. “You’re the one making a big deal out of it, Lombardi, and ruining an excellent movie in the process.”
He just chuckled and put his arm around my shoulders. I nestled against him and settled in for the ride.
