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''One... or Two?'' Fiona said as she kissed either side of his neck.

''Mm... Two.'' He responded, humming softly in relaxation.

He felt Fiona move further down to his chest, kissing at his nipples, slowly and sensually.

''One, or two?''

''Definitly two again.'' He felt the blanket move this time, her lowering on the bed before he felt warm lips press against the base of his member.

''Oh, god! One, definitely one, one, one.''

''I'm not finished yet.'' She smiled up to him before moving down to kiss him again.

''One...?'' He felt the blanket move again, a lot of movement then he was suddenly hit in the face with a phone.

Anger in Fiona's voice as he snapped awake.

''Two!?''

''O- Ow fuck, One?!''

''Who the fuck is Candace?'' Fiona said as she sat up to glare down to him.

Steve looked at her, momentarily taken aback by how pretty she was, his mind short circuiting as he stared at her.

''Who?''

''Yeah, that's what I'm asking Steve, who the fuck is Candace?!'' She yelled at him, leaning back to sit onto her legs while she glared down at him.

Steve raised a hand, rubbing at his face. ''Ah, fuck Fi its my Mother!''

Fiona stopped, every emotion raising to her face all at once before it was suppressed down, then replaced by one single emotion.

Guilt, she leaned forward, her hands shakily reaching for his face. ''Oh fuck, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I-... I- I though.''

He caught her hands, fear in her eyes, not the good kind of fear, no the fear of someone who was scared they were going to be left alone again.

''Fi, listen to me. It's fine, you know you're not the first person to hit me over her?''

He rubbed his thumbs on her knuckles, preventing her from getting up and running away as he pulled her forward ontop of him, his hands moving to grip her face, making her look at him. ''Look at me, alright? It's fine.''

''I'm sorry... You just..''

''Never talk about my family... Yeah, because honestly it's not that great, that's why her name is Candace in my phone, and not Mom... Come here.'' He whispered the last part, pulling her close as he kissed her.

This wasn't like the other kisses, quick or hot and heavy.

This was a slow, loving kiss.

Fiona had butterflies in her stomach immediately, what was happening? They've fucked a few time already, kissed all the time. What's different about this one?

His phone when off again and he growled, turning to look at the phone as he huffed, opening it to look at the message.

''Look Fi, I got to go.'' He grumbled as he got out of bed, moving to get his pants on, turning to look at her. ''Hey, tonight you and I have a talk alright? I need to tell you a few things, nothing bad just, I 'Sorta' lied about my name being Steve.''

''Wait... What?!''

''My real name? Fucking Jimmy. Who on this not-so-green earth, names their fucking kid Jimmy? At least call me Jim.''

Fiona laughed, quickly covering her mouth, that was a surprise but... Honestly? He came clean about it, a bit... Later then maybe he should, but at the same time... Jimmy was a pretty funny name.

''I plan to get it changed to Steve, problem is my family. I... Look, I'll get into it tonight, alright?'' He moved forward, grabbing his shirt beside her but he leaned forward. Pulling her into another deep kiss, a lasting one before he pulled away.

''I'll see you later, you call me if you need anything alright, you remember my number?''

''312-506-XXXX''

''Good, I'll be back.'' He smiled to her before he began to head out, going out to his car he got into it, drove down the street he pulled up next to Ian, opened the window, and jerking his head inwards.

''School or work?''

''Work, schools out for the day due to a bomb threat,'' Ian answered while he got in. ''Thanks, Steve.''

''No problem man, hey. Can I ask you to do something for me?''

Ian looked over to him while Steve pulled out, starting to drive towards Ian's job.

''I mean, what is it?''

''Fiona won't accept money from me, I keep trying to tell her it's not charity, I'm practically crashing at your guys place, I eat the food, I use the water, I use the electricity if I give you some money, can you find a way to get it to her? Don't mention me, say it's a bonus from work or something, hell tell her you stole it from Frank.''

Ian laughed. ''Yeah, she's never really accepted money from anyone unless their family so I get it... Yeah, I can give her the cash, me and Lib can come up with something, so can I... Can I ask you something?''

''Of course man, I know I've not had the chance to get to know you all just yet properly, but I'm here for you all.''

''Thanks, well... I have two... Girls I li-''

''Ian, I don't care if your Gay, if it makes you happy go for it, just be careful.''

''Oh... Is it that easy to tell?''

''No, I just knew this guy in college, was gay to and he liked to keep it on the 'down low' but there were still small things that pointed to it.''

''Well, there's two... Guys that I like, or at least that I'm fucking, and I... I feel awkward?''

Steve scratched his chin as he pulled to the side of the road outside the store.

''Well, I'm not sure if it's different for you, but which one makes you happy? I'm not talking about the cheap thrills, the behind-closed-doors, hidden relationship so it makes you feel good. Which one do you think about, which one makes you wish it was a little more than a booty call?''

''...Thanks, Steve... That, actually helps a lot'' Ian smiled slightly, which caused Steve to shrug his shoulders.

''It's how I feel about your sister, from the moment I saw her... I knew I didn't want it to be just another booty call.'' He lifted his hips, reaching back to get into his back pocket he got his wallet, pulled it out, and opened it, handing a 200 to Ian.

''And, hey Ian? No one in the family is going to see you differently if you're Gay, and honestly, I'm pretty sure some already know. Carl might pick on you about it, but he's a kid so don't worry to hard about it.'' Steve chuckled, Ian smiling before he nodded, getting out of the car he waved at Steve.

Kash was watching from the store and seemed a little upset but Steve pulled away, Ian could handle it himself.

He had his mother to deal with and... Fuck, he had to deal with Erika.

He rubbed at his face a bit before letting out a long sigh. Best he just... Get it done and over with, he was tired of this double life, and honestly? Fuck being a doctor.

Being a doctor wouldn't help him with the envelope to the corner left of his vision with a blinking 1 on it.