Spark in the Dark

Chapter 46

When they got out of the shower, Shawn put her hair up in a bun and threw on her robe so she could put Juice's clothes in the dryer. When she was done with that, she walked back into her room and crawled into bed next to him.

"How long do I have you for?" Shawn asked.

"As long as you want."

"You're not worried the guys will wonder where you are?"

"They'll probably just think I'm at my place," Juice told her. She looked up at him with a curious look. "Right before I left, I signed a lease on a townhouse across town. They won't think anything of me not being around the clubhouse now."

"Wow," Shawn smiled. "Why did you do that?"

He shrugged. "Guess I really liked waking up that one morning with you."

"Now you can whenever you want."

"Pretty much."

"So when do I get to see it?"

"Not much to see," Juice told her. "I'm not really planning on spending a lot of time there."

"You're really going to pay rent on a place just so you can spend more time with me without anyone asking questions?"

"I can't live at the clubhouse forever," Juice reasoned.

"So, you're saying you're all mine tonight?"

"I'm all yours tonight and every other night you want me."

"What if I want you every single night?"

"I told you. You're not going to be able to get rid of me."

* * *

The next morning, Shawn woke up before Juice. She knew how tired he had been and wanted to let him sleep. Slipping out of bed as quietly as she could, she grabbed her robe and went down to the kitchen to make coffee. While it brewed, she started to cut up veggies to make omelettes for breakfast. She fixed herself a cup of coffee and began to cook. She was getting ready to flip the eggs when she heard the creak of her stairs as Juice came down them. Shawn could hear him come into the kitchen.

"Morning," she greeted him, but she didn't turn to look at him. A moment later, she felt his hands slip around her waist and his lips on her ear. She leaned into his touch.

"Smells good," he whispered in her ear.

"You're going to make me ruin it if you distract me."

"Go ahead. I don't mind."

"Juice!" Shawn playfully complained.

"Ok, ok," he said and pulled away. He sat at the island after getting himself coffee. Shawn set a plate in front of him and went back to make her own eggs. Juice grabbed his wallet off the counter and opened it to look for something. "Hey, were you in my wallet?"

Shawn turned to look at him in shock. "I just wanted to see the pictures of us from Fun Town. How the hell did you know that?"

"I have a mini security camera in here," he said completely serious.

Shawn looked at him for a minute. "No, you don't."

Juice laughed. "No, I don't. I always keep the pictures of just you on top. When you put them back in, you put the ones of us on top."

"Jesus, and I thought I was OCD. Oh, and by the way, you carry a ridiculous amount of cash on you."

"Half Sack is in a fight at Lumpy's later tonight. I thought I'd go bet on him."

Shawn plated her own food and sat down. Juice still had the photos out. She pointed the the third one of them. "I like that one."

"I like that one," he said, pointing to a picture of just her. Shawn was holding up a peace sign and making a kissy face.

"If I had known you were going to steal my pictures, I would have tried to be sexier."

Juice just smiled and shook his head as he put the photos away. "You work today?"

"Just for a couple of hours this morning. Luanne won't be around so we're not filming anything. I just have to make sure the girls who are supposed to do the online stuff show up."

"I'm going to be moving the last of my stuff from the clubhouse to my new place. When you're done, you can stop by and see it if you want."

Shawn looked at him with a smile. "Yea?"

"Yea," he answered her. "There's a covered parking area. I'll park the bike in the driveway and you can park in there. Your car won't be noticable there."

"Just in case someone shows up?"

"Right."

"I feel like I need to bring you something. Like a house warming present."

"Nah, I'm good. If you bring me a plant or something I'll just end up killing it," Juice told her before getting an idea. "What are you wearing to work today?"

"My regular work clothes. Why?" She asked suspiciously.

"Don't change before you come over. That can be my present."

"Your present is for me to make your neighbors think you hired a hooker?"

"Or for them to see that I have a smoking hot girlfriend." Shawn looked at Juice with surprise, so he explained, "Two girls next door are a little too friendly."

"Oh. Well, I can fix that."