Matt smiled at the curled up ball on the passenger seat. Janey had spent much of the day playing with the kids and they had tired her out, given, 10 children between the ages of 3 months and 8 years would have tired out anyone. It was quite amusing, the way she looked happy and tired as she fiddled with the dial on the radio. Always with the music. She finally stopped on the classic rock station, humming softly along with Van Morrison before losing herself in the music.
"I can hear her heart beat from a thousand miles..." He grinned at her sideways, her head was moving in rhythm with the music, her eyelashes barely kissing each other. He pulled into the driveway, leaving the radio on so Janey could enjoy the song. "She gimme love, love, love, love, crazy love..." It was too much not to kiss her, a hand reached to hold her cheek as he moved her to face him, leaning over the console to kiss her softly. He felt tension in her lips and then they melted, soft and sweet. His eyes fluttered softly shut as he focused on the feel of her.
She was lost, the music and the light and the taste of him enveloping her as her hands moved to his neck. It was so pure for them, a kiss without a request. The surprise had caught her first, and then it was as always. She sighed as he pulled away from her, reluctant to move, afraid it would fade away into the oblivion of memory, her only chance for the words that stuck in her throat now.
He watched her eyes flutter open, her lips slightly parted, he brushed his against hers once more, not ready for the sweet contact to end. He sighed, resting his forehead against hers as he whispered the last verse of the song. "And when I'm returning from so far away she gives me some sweet lovin', brightens up my day. Yes, it makes me righteous. Yes, it makes me whole. Yes, it makes me mellow down to my soul. She give me love," he allowed Janey to catch his lips for a breath before continuing, "love, love, love, crazy love. She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love." He sighed, falling into kissing her a bit harder. He felt her moan against his mouth and he reluctantly pulled away, looking into her face. "Why don't we go inside?" She blushed and smiled, unbuckling her seat belt and opening her door before swinging her feet around. He followed suit, shutting off the car before walking behind her as she opened the garage. He watched as she moved to scurry towards her bedroom, grabbing her wrist and stopping her.
She turned on him with brows knit in confusion, he smiled as he stepped onto the first step, regaining his height advantage and his proximity. His hand fell to her lower back, kissing her firmly as he leaned her head back, accepting his lips and tongue. It was then the giggles found their way down from the bathroom. Not just Mika, but a male set as well.
Janey broke the kiss, turning. Rage and confusion bubbled in her veins as strawberry blonde curls ontop of a medium frame stumbled backwards into her view. She blinked, utterly confused.
"Come on, I just wanna make sure you don't miss a spot. Plleeeaassse." She was pathetic, she should be furious. But no, she would let it slide, because even after all this time he was still a hopeless loser.
"Hey, Teddy, if you want a sexy shower you gotta have it at home." Janey bit her lip as he turned, he was obviously mortified. Perhaps playing it cool was better, the look of embarrassment was priceless.
"Oh my G-d! Janey!" Mika came running out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her waist, her bikini top a jet black. "I'm so sorry, girl. I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how and i was afraid you'd be mad and I didn't want to fight like so soon before..." Janey simply lifted a hand with a smile, abruptly cutting off her friend.
"Don't stress it, girl." Eyes turned on Ted, "He should stress it. He's the one who has apologies to make." Ted gulped hard at her words, only more embarrassed by the fact that Matt was standing directly behind her with possessive hands on her hips. He took a deep breath. He and Janey weren't right for each other, and then there was Mika, and... another deep breath. But there was pride here.
"I'm sorry for coming here, Mika, call me." He wrapped his towel tight, heading down towards the living room to grab the clothes he had discarded on the way into the yard.
Quick footsteps carried Janey across the dining room and into the living room, "FUCK YOU!" Ted turned around startled, staring at the eruption from the usually mellow Janey.
"I said I was sorry, I'm fucking leaving." He rolled his eyes, balling his clothes beneath his arm and walking in Janey's direction and towards the door. He stumbled when she blocked his way, pushing him rather roughly. "What the fuck? Are you fucking crazy?"
