Genny is throwing up under the shower as she leans against the wall. "Oh, fuck," she groans before pushing off the wall.
After she got dressed she walks into her bedroom where Daryl is sitting on the bed with her bow. "Why don't you use it? As a replacement?" She asks.
"No, this is yours. I just needed something to do while you were in the shower," he says.
Genny smiles grabbing her coat. "So, this Jesus guy, he legit?" She asks.
"God, sometimes I forgot our age difference," he sighs getting up with an eye roll.
"13 years isn't that bad," she smiles as he kisses her.
"31 compared to 44. I feel old," he smiles with his hands behind her ears.
"Oh, please. If you didn't grow up in the mountains you would use the same language as me. No matter your age," she scoffs kissing him with a bit more passion.
"And I feel disgusting. Dad send me to say hurry up," Carl says on the bottom of the stairs.
Genny walks with them and stands with Judith and Carl. Daryl kisses her before hugging her. "Hey, uhm, when you come back we should have a talk," she says in his neck.
"You okay?" He asks.
She nods with a soft smile. "I love you," she says.
He smiles kissing her forehead. "I love you too," he says softly.
She looks at him as he drives off and carol looks at her. "About damn time," she says.
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Dead or alive, I love you
FanfictionGenevive Rhee has a long past, but the 30 year old also has a strong will and mind. When her and younger brother join a group up by the quarry, a redneck immediately falls for her. Over time, the two slowly grow to each other and she allows him to...
