Blood and Water

Chapter 11: You Know You're Right

You Know You're Right - Nirvana

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After Jessica left, Mina took Chibs' hand into her own and guided him into the house. He sat down at the kitchen table while she brought her new dresses into her room. 

"So," Chibs asked, "you don't have anything planned, do'ya?"

She chuckled, "No, why? Do you?"

He shrugged, "I kinda want to just stay here again." He stood up and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her neck and shoulder and in between each kiss, he said, "We could order in." Kiss on her neck. "Then, watch a movie." Kiss on her throat. "Sit on the couch." Kiss on her collarbone. "What do'ya think about that?"

Mina laughed, "I think I'd like that."

"Aye," he kept kissing her. "I thought ya would."

He pushed her back against the kitchen counter. Leaving a trail of kisses from her shoulder to jaw, he leaned up against her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and it compelled him to connect his lips with hers.

She smiled in the kiss, feeling his surprisingly soft lips against hers. Without breaking the kiss, she asked, "So, what should we get for dinner?"

Chibs dropped his head onto her shoulder. "Why do'ya have to do that?" Mina didn't respond, only smiled. "I feel like tacos."

She laughed. "Have you had that place down on Main Street?"

"Aye, and I will never go there again."

"Why? It's so good," she chuckled.

He smiled, still pressed against her, "Let's just say it didn't agree with me."

Mina laughed, "I don't want to know what that means. Well, where else is there?"

"There's the one on Sunset."

"Perfect!" She stretched up to kiss him. "You order it!"

He smiled and kissed her back. "Alright, darlin'." Chibs pulled out his cell phone and placed the order. She tried to sneak out from under him, but he put his free arm on the counter so she couldn't get by. He winked at her as he finished ordering. Hanging up the phone, he sighed, "Thirty minutes." He put his phone back in his pocket. "What to do until then?"

Mina laughed, looking up at him. She smiled, whispered, "We set the table."

Chibs sighed and kissed her forehead. Keeping his lips on her skin, he muttered, "You're killin' me."

She chuckled and pushed him back so she could get out. Opening the cabinet, she got two plates and handed them to him. He scoffed and walked over to the table, setting them down in front of two chairs. Mina handed him forks and napkins to put on the table while she got beers out of the fridge.

Looking at the table, she scoffed, "You set the table wrong."

"How?" he asked, putting his hands on his hips. "It looks set to me."

"You didn't fold the napkins, the forks go on the right of the plate-"

Chibs scoffed, "Oh, my God, blow me, it looks fine!"

She looked up at him. "What'd you say to me?"

At first, he didn't realize what he said. Once he did, he chuckled, "Well, I mean, ya could if ya wanted." He winked at her, laughing a little harder. 

Mina asked, "You're not serious, are you?"

"Aye," he said, pointing down to the ground. "Get on ya knees."