"So basically we're both paranoid relationship disasters who have somehow managed to actually develop something functional," Becker commented with dry amusement. "So functional, in fact, that we have even moved past the initial dating stage and into the dreaded 'I love you's without anything exploding in our faces." And in a place like Lawrence, that potential explosion could be a literal one. And even with Jack's immortality, it wasn't something Becker really wanted to test to that extent.
He took a moment to mentally picture Spike without the bleached blond hair. The same 'actor' he supposed, but that was besides the point. "So you have an ex called John who is a crazy murderer and we're adding him to the list with Helen Cutter for the no way in hell is he allowed to get here." Because Helen Cutter, just no. Burton would be annoying but tolerable, Helen would probably team up with Lucifer to end humanity.
"If he did show up though, would I be allowed to get all possessive and annoying at him?" Becker was joking. Mostly. He wasn't really the jealous type, but sometimes poking at the crazy exes was amusing. Until they armed themselves anyway.
"A hundred thousand, huh?" A slow grin appeared on Becker's face as he shifted slightly so he could kiss Jack more easily, a long and slow kiss that made his breath catch. "I'll count them and everything. Clearly the Doctor is far too PG rated."