The Defendant ✧ (Bill Gambini x reader)

13.

A couple of weeks later

"Tea or coffee?"

"Mm tea please" I replied with a smile. I had woken up not long before and came down wearing Bill's shirt. I stared at his muscular back as he made us our morning drinks. He caught me staring and chuckled before giving a little wink. 

"You know, Mr Porter said in that meeting that one of us could earn a raise if we get the most sales" I chatted. "It might be you, I swear the guy has it out for me or something" Bill playfully rolled his eyes as he took a seat next to me.

We ate breakfast in comfortable silence. The past two weeks had been different but in a nice way. Everything between us felt so natural like we were meant to be. To my dismay, I knew that Blair would be arriving back soon and I wasn't ready to face her. 

"Bill?"

"Yes?"

"What are you gonna do when Blair comes back?"

He let out a small sigh. "I'm honestly not sure, I've never dealt with anything like this before but I guess we'll just have a very serious talk" he replied slowly. I didn't want to ask but I knew I had to. "What about us...?"

He planted a small kiss on my lips. "We'll figure it out."

I nodded.

We pretty much had a chill Sunday. We went out to the market, had lunch with friends before coming back to the house and lounging around. Snuggled up on the couch, we watched a few of our favourite movies. "You know, sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I never left Alabama," he said thoughtfully. "Pops would've adored you" I replied with a grin.

He chuckled and pulled me in for a kiss, deep and slow. His warm hands cupped my face as we started to slowly make out, the tv blaring in the background. All those years of me waiting and finally, he was mine.

The sound of keys in the door broke us apart suddenly, the familiar scent of strong perfume hung in the air. "I thought she wasn't coming back until Wednesday!" I hissed but Bill looked just as surprised as me.

Just as we glanced at each other Blair entered the room. "Honey I'm- oh," she said, her glowing gaze turned to one of hatred when she saw me. She analyzed the situation. "Why are YOU wearing his shirt?" She asked intently, arms folded. 

"We need to talk" Bill rubbed his neck "In private."

With a glare, she scoffed. "You have a lot of explaining to do" they headed into the kitchen, the door shutting with a slam. I stood there awkwardly, staring at her suitcase. Just to be petty, I kicked it over and let all her stuff fall out to the floor. "Hm," I smiled. 

"What are you talking about!" I heard Blair screech. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, he fucking showed up here!" Bill replied loudly. It didn't take very long for them to get into a heated argument as I stood there not knowing what to do with myself. 

I wasn't going to invade their privacy but when I heard the smash sound of glass I ran into the kitchen. The floor was a mess, water spilt everywhere in the tiny shards of glass that scattered about. Bill pulled me close to him, his arm around my waist.

"So you can hold her but not your own fiance?" Blair was clearly infuriated. "You cheated, how could you?" Bill snapped back. "I didn't cheat! He's a work client and you know I don't go by my first name!" She excused but Bill wasn't having any of it.

"I think we need to go on a break," he said firmly.

She looked mortified.

Bill started to pull me along and I thought that was the end of it until she hit us with the news that neither of us was expecting.

"You can't leave me because I'm pregnant!"