The Fontaine Bleu

Chris

I smile and place my hand under her shirt and on her back. My warm hand glides across her hands.

Jo

I smile, in bliss, and tangle my fingers in his hair.

Chris

I smile, everything perfect.

Jo

I feel him unclip my bra from under my shirt and shake my head at him, wrapping both my arms around his neck and chuckling. Slick. Thinks he'll get lucky. We'll see about that.

Chris

I open my eyes are look at her. "What are you laughing at?" I ask, raising my eye brows.

Jo

I shake my head and purse my lips, "Nothing."

Chris

I nod and kiss her nose. "Sure."

Jo

I bite my lip, "I just think it's funny how you're trying to get lucky," I smile.

Chris

I laugh and set her down. I walk over to the bed and lay down. "I am not trying to do anything." I say, messing with her. I lay my head back on the pillow and sigh.

Jo

I raise an eyebrow, turning around and dropping my bra on the ground, my shirt still on, "Says the person that took that off," I chuckle.

Chris

I nod. "Maybe I just though you were uncomfortable." I say.

Jo

I bite my lip, "So you don't wanna get lucky? That's fine with me..." I play around, walking into the mini kitchen.

Chris

I watch her. "Jo, I am lucky just to have you in my life." I say. "But, of course I want to. If you do not, we have all the time in the world." I say, walking up to her and wrapping my arms around her from behind.

Jo

I tilt my head up and look at him, "I never said I didn't want to."

Chris

I smile and kiss her. "Well, okay then."