Liz's POV
I woke up wrapped in sheets, condom wrappers littered the floor. Oh god, Vic was on his stomach next to me, his hair was in his face. His breathing was slow and calm. I looked around for a clock and didn't see one. What the hell Tony? I grabbed my phone on the bedside table. It's twelve thirty in the afternoon. Holy shit. I tapped Vic to wake him up.
"Vic, wake up." I whispered.
I don't know who's still here or if they know we're here but I don't wanna stay to find out.
"Vic..." I groaned as I shook him.
He rolled over. I love looking at his back. It's so muscular and pretty. I could see a couple of scratches on it from last night. Oh shit... I grinned at all the flashbacks of last night and how perfect it was. Oh my... I finally slapped him and he shot up.
"What?" He asks. "You okay?"
"I'm fine but I want to go home." I say.
"Oh shit... We're still at Tony's." he says.
I nod.
"Alright. Get dressed. Hopefully we can sneak out under the radar."
I nod again as I start to sit up, but the door opens up and it's Tony. I pull the sheet up higher to cover myself. He just stands there glaring at us.
"In my house? Really?" He asks. "I'm the one who has to wash those sheets..."
Vic shrugged. "Deal with it amigo. Your parents back yet?"
"Not until tonight. I have a cleaning lady coming so that I don't have to do it." He grins.
He shuts the door as he leaves and I get dressed as quickly as I can, thought I'm a bit sore from last night. That was my first time... It was wonderful... Vic grabbed his beanie and opened the door for me. Now the challenging part. Getting down the stairs without showing him that I'm sore as hell. Jeez, it won't feel like this after every time right? I mean if it did, then why do so many people do it? I don't know, they're masochists? I finally made it down the stairs and it wasn't as bad as I thought.
"Are you sore?" He asked as we got into the car.
I just looked ahead.
"Because you can tell me if you are..."
"I am." I admitted.
"Was I... Your first?" He asked.
"Yes."
I'm not sure what my face is supposed to be doing... Should I smile? Giggle? Frown?
He grins. "Well I hope I made it worth it."
"Very much so Vic." I grin. "When will we do that again?"
I don't wanna sound eager but... It was amazing once I got passed the pain. He cares. He does love me.
"Again? Well... Anytime you want really... Or if it ya know... It just happens again." He smiled. "Eager?"
I nodded and could feel my face turn as red as a baboon's ass.
"Wanna go somewhere? Or uhhh home?" He asked.
"Can you drop me off at Kate's? I'm worried about her. She wasn't there last night and Jaime was mad as hell."
"Sure. Want me to go with you?"
"No thanks baby. Girl time." I smiled.
He grinned. "Fine with me. I'll see you at practice later I'm sure."