I Hate the Way...

Part 70: "When Does This End?"

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The two of them reluctantly got out of bed and started getting dressed. They exchanged a few amused but also slightly exasperated glances along the way, annoyed with the interruption of their perfect morning.

Once Hope was dressing into some sweats and a plain t-shirt, she helped Josie put on her light sweater, possibly just to be able to carry on with her light touches.

Once that was done, they both straightened up, trying to settle on more casual expressions so Lizzie wouldn't tease them about their rendezvous, and they made their way out of the bedroom and down the hall. And annoyingly enough, Hope couldn't help but chuckle at Josie's abnormal stride, making the brunette shove her playfully right as they rounded the corner into the kitchen.

They were met by the sight of Lizzie leaning against their counter, her impatience fading and being replaced by a mischievous smirk as she took in the sight of the two. "Look who decided to join the living!" She teased them both, "Sorry to interrupt, but I didn't want to hear you two doing the do. Again."

MG grinned as he passed a box of pastries over to Lizzie, "We brought breakfast."

Raf and Ethan were there too, leaning over the coffee pot, laughing about Peaches trying to get a piece of bacon, until they heard what Lizzie said, and both looked over at the couple.

Raf's smile slowly dropped and he froze, seeing the unmistakable marks on Josie's neck, and how close they were, the flushed look on Josie's face.

He knew what that meant, and Hope knew exactly what the new expression on his face meant as well.

His mouth fell open. It only took a second for his brain to catch up with what he was seeing. His gaze flickered between them before ultimately landing on Hope, and his gaze darkened.

"What the hell?!" Raf finally blurted out, gesturing wildly toward Josie, who looked confused for a second.
"What?" She asked cluelessly.

"Your neck!" He pointed in the general direction of the marks.

Josie reached up, somewhat wincing when her fingertips brushed over one of the marks, not just hickies, but also a couple of bite marks they didn't even think to heal.

She could only avert her gaze, taking her lip between her.

Meanwhile, Hope gave him an unapologetic smirk, shrugging, "What can I say, she tastes good."

She barely had a second to dodge as Raf lunged at her, making the dog bark at him.

She took off into the living room, with him chasing her around the couch, and then she made her way back into the kitchen, jumping across the counter and positioning herself directly behind Josie, using her as a human shield.

Josie tried to keep a straight face, knowing that encouraging this would only end in more fighting.

But Raf had an accusatory finger pointing between the two of them, utterly baffled.

"Seriously, Hope?!"

Hope grinned, knowing she's safe behind Josie. She leaned her chin on Josie's shoulder, holding her waist from behind as she said, seemingly sweetly, "What? Can't a girl have some fun with her wife?"

Josie's eyes widened at her reply, knowing she's pushing Raf's buttons. Raf's jaw dropped, turning to Lizzie, "Did you know about this?"

"Oh, trust me, it's painfully obvious," Lizzie crossed her arms with a smirk.  MG nods his head in agreement when Raf turns to him as well.

He then turned to Ethan, who was busy taking a bite out of his pastry. He only shrugged, "Congrats, Hope."

Raf gave his fiance a betrayed look, and Ethan defended, "What? She clearly has some of her vampire powers back now from the hex. Unless..you're just into stuff like that?" He asked Hope rhetorically, grimacing a bit at the thought.