Internal Organs

Welcome

Ryan unlocked the front door, swinging it open for Alexis where the bells jingled on the handle. Cuda just walked to the back automatically, weaving between tables and displays while Ryan flicked on the lights. Wiping her socked feet on the damp mat she made her way through the shop after she looked into the awakening morning stirring out of her storefront windows. She could hear Xander pull in from the back as she made here way to the back room where Alexis was placing down her art supplies that were in her arms. She turned and smiled at Ryan once she finished moving toward the door allowing Ryan to place down her stuff. She turned to Alexis and smiled, her scar crinkling across her face. "Thank you, Hun."

No problem." Ryan walked up to her and hugged her, resting her chin on her shoulder. "Bad morning?"

Ryan looked up into Cuda's eyes and nodded softly. "Yeah..."

"You are beautiful. Believe it girly because it is very true," she smiled before poking Ryan's nose. "I have to go drop Trenton off at school now. Be good. No killing coworkers or customers."

Ryan chuckled, smiling at her best friends. "Not even one?"

"Nope. It's forbidden."

"Damn," she complained as she pulled on the converse and zipped them.

Alexis just smiled and walked to the front with her blonde curls bobbing with each step. Xander smiled, "Good morning," he announced as he held open the door for her.

"Morning," she smiled as she ruffled his black hair as she passed him. "Have a great day."

Ryan's heart fluttered as she looked at Xander. Her face became hot and ichy. Ryan just closed the back studios door and pulled her name on a wooden board with a painting of herself on it. She grabbed another board that stated: a Commission. Together she opened the door and walked out the door and to the sign was painted wood boards that said:

Artist at Work

There she hung her name plate and under that was another board that said:

This Piece is

There she hung the board that said: A Commission. The last board said: Please Come In. You're Always Welcome.

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and kissed the back of her neck, pulling her body to him. She melted into his embrace, closing her eyes and breathing softly she smiled. He only chuckled and turned her around in his arms, his warm hands had creeped to her waist as he pulled both of their hips together pressing them tight. She could feel his buldge against her as she looked into his beautiful green eyes. Xander smiled one of his sharp, amazing smiles that made Ryan fluttery. "You look amazingly beautiful," he explained.

He kissed her cheek before releasing her and walking past her to look at her art piece. She could only blush like a high school student. He was a little younger than she was but she voided the thought. She walked into the back and dug in a drawer that was labled smocks. She found a pair or her red arm warmers smeared in paint. Pulling them on to hide her scars she walked back to Xander and looked at him, studying his face. He looked young as 20. His mohawk was pulled back into a short, stubbly ponytail. The piercing in his lip glittered in the light. "YOU MAKE ME SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED!" she blurted out. He chuckled and looked up at her, smirking a sexy smirk that could make anyone with any sense of taste in guys weak.

"Oh. Do I?" He walked over to her and stood over her, his lips only a breath away from her's. He enjoyed teasing her  in many ways but this was his favorite. He licked his lower lip and cockily grinned before moving away from her.

You do!" Xander just laughed and sat back against a drawer. She and him went through this nearly weekly. Around them laid a mess of art supplied in drawers and locked filing cabinets of prints and drawers with other art pieces they sold all loud in the silent room. All that could be heard was their breathes and the cars on the street. "Can you not be gay?"