[CLOSED] you're giving me such a rush.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt came back in on his phone, talking to Knoxville. When he was done, he closed the door quietly, looking over at Zoey. "A- you really do have a sexy stomach. I do tattoos. Trust me when I say that." He said with a smile, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "And Knox said you can stay awhile. All he asks is you don't bring any red clothes because Jack likes to throw clothes in the washer and he doesn't want anything turning pink." He said, wrinkling his nose. He leaned over to kiss her gently.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smiled faintly. "Fine, I believe you," She murmured, meeting the kiss. "And no red is okay.." She tugged him gently closer, kissed his neck. "I love you, Britton..."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I love you too, baby." He said, gently running his hand up and down her side. He tipped his head to the side, carefully climbing into bed with her. He wrapped his arms around her, gently tipping her face to his. He kissed her softly, tracing his fingers slowly up and down her back. "Feeling any better?" He asked, kissing her jaw gently.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey met the kiss, relaxing even further. "A little, yeah.. I dunno what I would have done without you..." She bit down on her lip, terrified of fighting with him and watching him walk away again. She hugged him tighter.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I'm not gonna let go, princess." He said, hugging her close. He kissed her forehead gently, then laid back, looking over at her. He slowly ran his hands up and down her back, thinking over what Satan had said. And a lot of it had mentioned 'baby' in one way or another. He chewed on his lip, reaching over to brush her hair out of her face. 'He got her pregnant, didn't he?' But the only answer he got was laughter.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey huffed. "You better not.." She murmured, yawning. She buried her face gently in the crook of his neck, drawing in his familiar scent. She breaths slowed a bit, but she wasn't tired enough to fall asleep, simply kept cuddled close.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

He tapped his fingers on her back, an old beat he used to play on the guitar. He didn't play much anymore, mostly because he didn't have time or a guitar. He slowly ran his hands through her hair, watching the wall blankly. "I'll drive you to Knox's house once you get permission from your mom." He said, kissing her nose gently. He fixed the back of her shirt, pulling it down a bit. "Are you hungry? I can make us some lunch if you want.." He offered quietly.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

"Okay.." She rolled over halfheartedly, reaching for her phone. "Please.." She rubbed her stomach absently, dialed her moms number and brought the phone to her ear, explaining and fibbing as needed until she got the okay, said she would go to school. Whether she did or not was another thing.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt kissed her forehead before he walked into the kitchen, not bothering to grab his shirt. He figured since it was the two of them, nothing bad could happen, right? He washed his hands in the sink, then walked over to the fridge to see what was there. He walked back into Zoey's room, bending down to grab his gun and tuck it into the back of his jeans. "Fajitas sound good?" He asked.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

"Sure," She murmured with a smile. She gathered her plush comforter and stood, wincing and walking stifly to the living room to curl up on the couch, reaching for the remote. She didn't pay much attention to the TV though, closed her eyes.