bechloe ~ high school

Chapter 15 (The Dinner)

Beca let out a small wince, trying to steady her breathing while she felt Chloe sucking hard on a patch of skin on the left side of her neck. God she was loving this. Laying back on Chloe's bed, her top off while the redhead smoothed her right hand up her left thigh and under her small plaid skirt then back again.

She felt Chloe roll her tongue over the patch of skin she'd just been nibbling and sucking at. Beca brought her hands to Chloe's back, hating that the older teen had still decided to keep her dress on, desperately wanting to feel her skin beneath her fingertips. But she hadn't wanted to insist that she take it off. Chloe had had a fairly traumatic day with the whole Drake incident so she didn't want to force her to do something she didn't want to do. That was why Beca had insisted a cheeky make-out session before dinner would probably be the best thing for them. No pressures of timings or having to satisfy each other quickly. Just nice explorative deep kissing.. with the odd love-bite here and there..

As Chloe returned her lips to Beca's ready to slide her tongue back into the brunette's mouth, she let out a small groan and broke the kiss. Her mother's voice could be heard calling them for dinner from the bottom of the stairs.

"We'd better go.." Beca whispered, an amused smile on her face as Chloe let out another little groan, burying her face in the crook of Beca's neck while mumbling, "I don't wannaaaaa!"

"The sooner we have dinner the sooner we can get back up here with far less risk of having someone interrupt us.." Beca bribed and Chloe quickly brought her face up from the younger teen's neck, raising her eyebrows with a delightful smile on her face, "Promise?"

Beca felt her heart skip a beat as she saw that smile, loving that she'd been the reason it was there. Not Chloe's every day smile, but her true smile. The one Chloe seemed to save for her.

"Promise" Beca mumbled as she brought her head up from one of Chloe's many cushions and captured the redhead's mouth with her own. She let out a quiet moan when Chloe deepened the kiss by sliding her tongue between her lips again, but it was interrupted again by Mrs Beale, who called them for dinner once again.

Chloe groaned as she sat herself up, pulling herself off Beca's half dressed body. Why were they always getting interrupted? Fortunately Beca was grinning, so any dread that Chloe may have felt for a millisecond or two immediately disappeared. Because even though her mother WAS annoying, Chloe was relieved to see that Beca was still here, and she didn't seem unhappy or uncomfortable with the situation at all.

"So, Beca.." Mr Beale began as he swallowed his first mouthful of dinner and let out a small sigh, raising his eyebrows as he looked at the teenager sat opposite him and beside his daughter, "Chloe's..not actually told us anything about you! Where are you from?"

Beca noticed out of the corner of her eye Chloe reach out and take her glass of juice, sipping it nervously. The brunette cleared her throat, "Oh I live over on Toretto Street? Always have.."

She scooped another forkful of mac and cheese and placed it in her mouth, feeling her chest tighten slightly with nerves while she looked across the table at Chloe's parents. She and their daughter had been secretly making out in Chloe's bedroom since Mrs Beale had left, and as such Beca ensured that her long brown hair fell over the left side of her neck so she could hide the huge love-bite that Chloe had given her a few minutes before Mrs Beale had called them down for dinner.

The forks on plates clattered and scraped as the Beale's and Beca continued to eat their dinner, smiling politely at one another. Beca had been feeling rather nervous as she kept seeing Chloe's mother look at her curiously, but fortunately she wasn't left in suspense for long:

"You know, Beca, I still can't get over how much you look like your Mother." Mrs Beale said with a broad smile that Beca couldn't get over was just like Chloe's. Beca could feel her cheeks flushing pink, not really knowing how the woman would know that, but Chloe was quick to respond.