we spent the next day in bed, fucking and watching movies.
after we finished our take-out dinner, Rafe got up and headed over to the closet.
"where are you going?" i asked.
"i've gotta go meet this museum guy," he called. "talk to him about the cross."
"i'll come," i crawled out of bed.
"can you walk?" he smirked.
"i'll manage,"
"clearly i didn't fuck you right, then." he walked towards me, his shirt unbuttoned.
"clearly," i agreed, staring up at him.
he kissed my lips gently and squeezed my ass.
"later," he whispered against my lips.
"now," i reached for the buttons of his trousers.
"we can't be late, J."
i sighed and folded my arms, pushing my tits up.
"fuck, don't do that..."
"don't do what?"
he tried to kiss me again, but i moved away.
"later," i grinned, disappearing into the closet.
i laughed as he swore at me and sorted through my clothes for an outfit.
i decided on a black miniskirt and pink blouse, pairing it with my black Louboutins.
"you look good," Rafe commented as i emerged from the closet.
i raised an eyebrow and pointed at my messy hair.
"sex hair is hot," he lifted a shoulder as i brushed it into a ponytail and added a black headband. "ready?" he asked.
"ready," i took his hand. "can i drive?"
"be my guest,"
i grinned and took the keys to my favourite car off the hook by the door.
the Aston Martin DB11 had been a present for my eighteenth birthday, imported all the way from England.
the engine started with a loud roar and we sped down the driveway and through the open gates.
"so, where are we going?"
"i'll direct you," Rafe looked at his phone. "take this left."
i indicated and cut across the path of a smaller car.
"i'm amazed you've never caused an accident," Rafe looked over his shoulder at the car.
"shut up, i'm a great driver."
"right,"
"yes, right."
"no, turn right!"
i twisted the wheel sharply, causing Rafe to slam against his window.
"jeez, Juno, you can slow down a bit." he rubbed his head.
"this car wasn't made to 'slow down a bit,' Rafe." i stated. "are you okay?"
"yeah, fine. turn right please."
"yes, sir."
we came to a busy intersection and i stopped at a red light.
"i've been thinking," i said.
"oh no."
i glared at him.
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FanfictionJuno and Rafe. Rafe and Juno. What would one be without the other? They're less than perfect together, in fact, they basically bring out the worst in each other, but that doesn't matter. They need each other like Rafe needs therapy. They have mor...