Just as Chris was starting to get comfortable, watching the Cubs game on ESPN -- or whatever Sports Channel they were playing on, there were lights peering in through his window. Though this would normally cause him to move to see who it was, he wasn't so interested right now. He assumed it was just someone passing by, until his phone went off for a second time. The same tune played, "Hypnotized" by Plies he sat up, and took his phone in hand. He cracked a kind of-sort of smiled as he snatched his phone off the table and opened it. He'd received another new text message from his girl, Bridgette. As he opened the message, he read what was across the screen, "Almost there, babe. See you in a few" and signed "xoxo Bridgie". He ran his hand gently over the top of his head, and scratched at the back of his head thinking of some of the more memorable things that the two of them have done in that house since the beginning of their relationship...whatever it might be, exactly. As he rose to his feet, there was a gentle tap at his front door. He turned to look at the window, the lights that peered inside had since disappeared, and he only wondered who was at his door, hoping that it was Bridgette and no one else. As he walked to the door, he took the handle in hand. Before opening the door, he made sure that his pants were straight and that he wasn't all sweaty or stinky...no one likes a man that reeks. And, like he always was, clean, fresh and smelling oh so good. He smirked confidently, and opened the door. And there before him, I stood, in all of my glory. An extremely tight, black micro mini that hugged by curveacious body in all the right places, a pair of black, four inch stiletto heels and an extremely tight, low cut black top that stopped just above my naval and revealed my tight, toned stomach. Needless to say, whatever pain Chris was feeling at that moment, the migraine, the worries of all the drama that seemed to surround him went away, even if it only disappeared for the moment. He opened the door a little more, taking my hand gently. He brought it to his lips and in a sort of romantic way, gently kissed it before yanking me into his home, and his open and waiting arms. Wrapping his strong arms around my slender waist, he lifted me into the air some, which caused me to wrap my legs around his waist tightly. All this, of course, made my skirt rise just a little bit higher, leaving very little to the naked eye. And, the fact that the closest person that lived near him just happened to be walking her dog at that moment, managed to catch an eye full of Chris and his new 'lady friend' in a situation that she probably could've gone without seeing. Myself and Chris brought our faces together and embraced in a kiss, a soft, gentle kiss at first, then it got more intense and passionate as they kissed. The neighbor just stood there, watching. She didn't want to, and she didn't mean to, but there was just something about this entire situation that caught her attention, and she just couldn't turn away. Before long, though, Chris managed to see his neighbor watching them and, just to taunt her a little more, brought his hands over my ass and started to squeeze it, pushing the skirt up more. And, of course, I didn't mind...why should I? Is it my fault that I'm hotter then she is, and I've got what she wants? He smirked, pulling away from the kiss and putting my back on the ground slowly. I started to slowly adjust my skirt, putting it back in it's normal state, as he grabbed the door and pushed it closed. He reached over me, locking it and turning out the light on his porch.

"Your neighbors are going to love me, babe" I said, with a sly smirk on my face as I sauntered closer to him. I gently bit at the tip of my index finger, before pressing it against his chest. With a sexy smirk on my face, I slowly began to drag my finger down the center of his chest, my eyes locked on his. Slowly, I nudged my way past him, letting my body rub against his in a very innocent, yet sexy, way and headed directly over to his couch. His eyes followed my entire body over, as he licked his lips and smirked. Boy oh boy, wasn't he the lucky one. Soon, he followed me to the couch. I sat, crossing my legs and he soon sat next to me, placing one hand on my waist, the other on the bridge of my knee. I reached over to the coffee table and took his phone, turning it off. He watched me, with a smirk on his face, though, he was actually intrigued. I felt comfortable enough to be able to just grab his phone and turn it off, without even asking. I had a smile on my face, still, as I put his phone back on the table and took mine, turning it off as well. I laid it on the table next to his, before laying back some, on the couch, still in a seated position, though. He moved in closer to me, and we embraced in a second, still passion filled, kiss. Things definitely looked to be picking up for Chris on a night that seemed to be starting off in a really shitty way.

"I hope you're well rested" I said, with a coy smirk as I gently ran my hand over his injured arm, making sure not to put too much pressure on his already apparant injuries. I managed to muster out that sentence in between kisses, as I slowly started to lay back even more, on the couch. He moved in closer and, just as things began to get good, we remembered what brought us together tonight....other then our considerably large appetites for a night of hot sex and attention. We looked at each other and just smiled, before getting back into upright positions, seated on the couch. I kept my legs crossed and he sat back, opening his arms and stretching them across the sofa. I moved so that my back was to him and leaned backwards, gently laying my body back against his, resting my head next to his, using his shoulder and the couch as a pillow. I kept my legs crossed and he brought his stretched arm over my shoulder and laid it across my chest and stomach. I intertwined my finger with his, and he let out a content sigh, which was neither good nor bad. I looked at his hand, then back at him, I knew something was on his mind. What, I wasn't sure, but it was definitely something. "Chris" I said, in a soft voice. "Yes, babe?" he replied, looking back at me, with a comforting smile. "What's on your mind, babe? I mean, I know something's up, you didn't sound like yourself on the phone earlier and, though those kisses were definitely good, I can still sense that something's on your mind. What's up? You know you can talk to me about anything...even if it is bad. I just hate seeing you so upset, especially when it concerns things with you and your ex-wife Kaylee" I said, trying to be as supportive as possible, as I held his hand gently, starring up at him. He gave me another smile, before giving me a soft kiss on my lips. He pulled back, and I knew it was coming. Whatever he had to tell me, good or bad, he was about to.