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bound_ross (bound_ross) wrote in bound_rp,

Ooh, rules. Ross hated rules. He's a criminal, what do you expect? But, for Zoryana, Ross expected he would be capable of following many rules. Like, don't kill people and drugs are off limits. Those were rules he could follow. He hadn't exactly been in either of those scenes since he had to go on the run, so it wasn't currently something he missed. Briefly, he entertained the idea of having a real job and doing something that would earn him a real livelihood, despite how low paying it would be in comparison to being a drug lord. But, her rules centered around a tiger statue he was not to laugh at ever, and her being a health nut. "I like salad." He shrugged his shoulders. Really, Ross would eat anything. He wasn't picky. He even liked Tofu and Tofu based things. "And I promise, I wont laugh." Not in front of her, anyway.

He refused to let her feel guilty about what had gone down. She did everything right, and it was his own ego and selfishness that had caused any disagreement or bad feelings between the two. He kissed her cheek gently once more, still holding her though her feet were firmly on the ground. "Stop. I know you didn't mean it, okay? I know. I'm sorry I didn't trust you entirely to begin with." He let his face rest against hers and let his hand run down the back of her head once more, in that gentle petting-motion that seemed to be so comforting for some reason. He breathed in her scent, exhaling slowly. For the first time in what felt like many, many years, he felt content.

"I'm glad you want me, woman. Because I want you - not as Crystal, as yourself. As Officer Zoryana Raqure, the beautiful police woman who let a hardened criminal like me into your heart and saved my life." She had saved his life in many ways, but that was a story for a later time. They had plenty of time to be together now, he hoped. "I'm sure I'll have more fun with you than I've ever had being a dealer." He kissed her again, but was interrupted by his stomach growling. "Well, speaking of being a health nut - do you have something to eat? I have been pretty on edge today, and the food at the shit little motel I'm at is extremely unappetizing."