loving Her From A Distance

Redemption

(OK!.... I did warn y'all there would be a sex scene with Cyn and Joe, and here it is. Ps I wrote this last year and I felt it was appropriate to upload it after the last chapter, so if you don't want to read it I'm fine with that.)

2weeks later
Thrid person POV

They were fighting. They never fought. Not if Joe could help it. He didn't like to fight. And he especially did not like to fight with Cyn, But he knew Erica was in town. She loved playing games and deep down he knew given the chance Cyn would be eilling to play.It was like a hobby for her. And it pissed him off something fierce. Of course, the pressure of having her ex girlfriend around put Cyn on edge. It always did, not to mentioned they were meeting each others parent and he wasn't home yet.

Joe's POV

That was why she was so upset that I'd been late that day. I'd been  playing basketball with some of my friends, sort of a thrown together league as it were and afterwards I'd gone to a local bar to get drinks.  I guess I lost track of time and she had been waiting, keeping her parents and mines, waiting. And fuming. And waiting some more. And when I walked in the door I  knew I would be in a huge amount of hot water. A whole pool of it.

Third POV

Joe was never late, so her anger would be displaced. She was actually mad at herself for what happened the other night with Erica and he knew that in the back of his mind, which was why his being late was all the more hazardous.He'd been right that when he'd walked through the door they'd started fighting. He'd still had to shower and dress for dinner and now she wanted to argue and throw a fit.

Heated words flew as he showered and dressed. She'd yelled, He'd thrown a fit at telling her she was overeating. She'd accused him of being insensitive. He'd say that she was blinded by Erica.

And now, their arguing was at that stage of irrationality that often ended in someone saying something they regretted. They were yelling at each other and making themselves even tardier than they'd been before.

He was still sitting on the bed, tying his dress shoes in firm little angry knots. She'd walked over to him, standing at the foot of the bed, where he was sitting, her hands on her hips.

Grabbing her arm, hard, but not hard enough to hurt, he pulled her to him, standing up. " You know I hurt just as much as you do when she cuts you down". Damnit, when she hurts you I want to her her, and you know it. So if you want to take your anger out on me for being late because she treats you like dirt, go ahead. Kick my arse, scream, beat me up...I don't  care..." he said his teeth clenched, his grip strong, but his love for her never wavering.

Cyn was shocked that he'd grabbed her so forcefully, but it didn't hurt. He'd never hurt her and she knew that. But it still shocked her that he put a hand on her while angry. That wasn't like him. And what made it even more odd was she wasn't scared..... Guilty! yes but never once scared. She was completely turned on for some reason. There was something about the fire in his eyes that seemed to spark her own desire and instead of spiting words back into his face, she grabbed his neck in her hands, pushed him against the nearest wall and kissed him hard.

It wasn't what he expected, but it was a welcomed reaction. His hands were all over her, as he both pushed back and pulled her closer, kissing her back just as hard, just as angry, just as greedily. He always took his life into his own hands so to speak, because he knew of her past relationship, and that would never EVER be okay with him. But when she threw a tantrum, whether or not it was warranted, something happened to him and he felt he had to step up and turn her rage into something else...and sex always seemed to get her some how.