Re: Library: Cris/Sam
[There was hella obvious relief when Cris leaned into her touch, yeah? It was in the sag of Sam's shoulders, and it was in how hard she kissed him back. Whine and teeth tug, and her fingers still trying ineffectively to twirl dark strands possessive. One of her flip flops fell off, but that shit wasn't important yet. And, yeah, ok, so the overalls were hella tight on thick ass and thighs, but she wasn't even trying to get him going with the get-up (braless and all in the snug shirt). It had just been the first thing she grabbed when she bailed the house in a panic.
But, yeah, ok, breathing. So, she bent to reclaim her shoe, and then she got in the car. Joey got a few seconds of attention, with Sam leaning back and tugging soft on the hat, and then touching one chubby cheek.] Pops has you all tired out, huh, J? [Sam was turned in her seat to acknowledge the baby, and she looked back at Cris slow and flushed.] Wanna go to the park and talk? It's nice out, yeah? But you gotta promise to listen to me.