[CLOSED] Life in the fast lane.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey nodded. "Yeah," She breathed. "I was waiting for my mom to have your ass handed to you.." She bit her lip to hide her smile. "I think 'bitch' is a genetic trait.." She murmured. But she was onlyblike that around people she didn't know or like, usually. Just as her mother was.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt gave her an 'are-you-being-serious-right-now?' look, then broke into a laugh. "You have no idea. None. I was waiting for her to be like.. If you think you're marrying my daughter." He shook his head. "And the fact that I slept with you. My God. I.. my heart was at my feet." He said, holding her close. His hand ran to her stomach, gently running his fingers over it. "Your stomach is so pretty it's not even funny."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smiled at him. "I bet," She whispered. "I think I nearly died when you asked." She smiled, then watched him quietly, biting self consciously at her lip. "Yeah?"

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Yeah.. Well.. I think everything about you's perfect." He said quietly, kissing her gently. He ran his fingers slowly over her stomach before he drew it away, draping his arm over his stomach. "You're gonna be an amazing mom. I promise. And school's ending soon, so you won't have to worry about anyone knowing right now." He said, looking over at her. He was honestly still worried about Shaun, but he had Zoey to worry about now. He had to make sure she was okay. "In a couple months you get to see it, huh? A little peanut?"

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey sighed. "Yeah I guess so," She breathed. But what happened when summer was over? She smiled at his next comment, though. "Mhm.." A hand ran slowly over her stomach, fading bruises beneath her shirt and sweats. "Just think...a little baby growing in there..."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I know. It's gotta be like.. microscopic. I'm sure it's in there like 'I can hear you talking about me'. It's gonna be sassy. I know that already." He smiled, moving so he could lay his head on her stomach. All he could hear was Zoey's stomach, which was probably better than what he would hear if he put his ear up to his own. His organs were shot from his run with cancer. "Hi, little baby. You gotta come out cute, or we can't keep you." He said with a smile, running his fingers gently up her leg. "And we'll get you a Mickey Mouse as soon as you come out, okay? To make up for the nine months you spent in there doing nothing but twiddling your thumbs."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey squirmed, as ticklish as evee, and smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair. "You and Mickey Mouse," She teased softly, continuing to play with his hair. "You've been feeling better lately, huh?" She whispered, running her fingers over the back of his neck.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt smiled, resting his hand on her thigh. "Yes, I love Mickey Mouse. And any kid of mine will be forced to love it too." He teased, closing his eyes. He was comfortable just to lay here on her stomach. "Yeah, I've been better. For now. He said that something I wanted is right in front of my face and I can't see it. But uh.. The only thing down here is your feet." He closed his eyes. "That feels really good.."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smirked. "Mickey Mouse it is," She taunted, continuing to play with his hair and the back of his neck. She laughed at his next comment. "What, you don't want my feet?" She wiggled her toes, out of sight beneath the blanket, traced her fingers to his bare shoulders and back up again.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I don't like anyone's feet. Period. Feet are like.. I don't like them." He said, enjoying the feeling of Zoey's hands in his hair and over his shoulders. "You keep doing that and you're gonna put me to sleep." He said, moving so he was laying beside her again. He pulled her close, kissing her deeply, his hand reaching up to cup her cheek so he could kiss her deeper.