This Charming Life [Chibs Telford]

Chapter 21: My Own Song

RJS POV

I opened my eyes from an amazing sleep, not sure if it was that Chibs was so much happier now that Jimmy was dead or that I was now sargent at arms. I just smiled and hopped up out of bed in chibs big shirt and danced myself down my stairs to the beat of my own music.

Once down stairs I began to play my favorite band Black taxi, now I really was dancing. I sweighed to the music and lip sank as House On Fire played. Fixing eggs, bacon, I had to admit having my own big kitchen to make a great breakfast in was amazing.

While my bacon cooked I went to the last drawers on my right and went in the top drawer and grabbed me a joint. Christ would I die if this stuff was not a legal thing.I fixed both our plates and fixed bowls of Fruit Loops sitting the milk on the counter, just as I heard him coming down stairs.

I went to the frige getting juice and slid my socks on the carpet moving to my music.

"I just want to carry on I just want to carry on like a house on fire..." I whispered to myself poured the two glasses, he had this great smile on his face as my eyes met his. I leaned over the couter and kissed him then picked up the remote turning the music down a bit.

"so what's with the hella sexy mornig?" he asked making me kinda laugh

"what is so hella sexy?" I asked as we both ate between conversation

"I wake up wonder where my beauitful baby is, hear indie rock from down stairs so I follow, only to see her in my t-shirt dancing around making me breakfast, can't tell me that all this is not hella sexy." I just kinda laughed at him

"well I am in a very good mood so bacon, eggs, and Fruit Loops sounded good" I finished my plate and took it to the wash.

"must admit Froot Loops were a good touch" I laughed grabbing his dishes

"well your just not human if you don't like Fruit Loops" he came up behind me me and kissed me on my neck holding my hips. I turned and fell into his arms kissing him like a scene from a sexy music video.

He took my hand as we walked up the stairs together.

"we have to get to our jobs by 9 you know?" I reminded him as we began to find clothes

"yeah, you working CaraCara?" He asked as I was in my big closet looking for something cute yet old.

"no working with you Opie is taking the kids out for a day, shit has got to get done right?" he came aroud the to the front of the door doint his belt tucking in his white tank-top

'do you even know engins?" he asked me

"please try me." I pulled on a pair of short jean short that used to be jeans like 5 years ago.

"okay do all cars have catalytic converter?" oh easy

"all cars made after 1975 have to have them" I got my garadge shirt that said RJ on it, I loved it

"okay fair, do 6 cylinder cars have timing belts?" I moved to the bathroom to begin on my light make-up

"only Toyotas and Hondas, others have chains" he nodded thinking of another

"what type of oil would you put in the Jaguar?" come on do something challenging

"Synthetic ulta prime oil" he just shook his head

"okay I am gonna get you this time, so I have a 99 dodge minivan, it keeps reading as over heating and I replaced the thermostat." he crossed his arms as I already had my answer cocked and loaded

"It's either your heater core or your water pump, but if the cab smells like anti-frezze you need to replace your whole heating and and cooling system with one from 4 years newer than your model of car." he took a step back