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countless women more attractive than me. More experienced. Am I satisfying enough? God, what about those pictures... would she ever want to do that with me? Would I let her? What about temptation? I won't be at the club every day? Maybe I can have Cori keep an eye out...
    "What are ya thinking about babe?"
    "Competition." she blurted.
    "Huh?" Reece looked down at Faith's uncertain expression.
    "I'm scared of losing you, Reece. How will I ever be able to keep you?" she admitted.
    "You're shitting me, right?" Reece kissed the top of Faith's head and wrapped her arms around her tightly. "The question is, how will you ever get rid of me?"
    "Now you're shitting me ." Faith placed kisses along the side of Reece's breast, smiling as the nipple rose to attention. "After all we went through trying to get one another, why would I want to get rid of you?"
    Reece shrugged. "I just thought..."
    "Well stop thinking then, it's highly overrated. I love you, and after much aggravation, I finally got you. They'll never be able to peel me away from you now. Deal with it."
    The club owner felt something inside of her warm. An unfamiliar feeling in the pit of her chest. Love? she questioned. One way to test that theory.
    "Faith...?"
    "Reece?" she chuckled. Come on baby, say it.
    "I uh..." Go on tough guy, say it. "... I love you." There.
    "I know." Faith kissed her on the shoulder. "I'll always know."
    Reece smiled and emitted a contented sigh. Faith wrapped herself tighter around Reece's body and yawned. Yup. It's love.
    "Besides, you screamed." the blonde teased.
    Reece began to blush. "Yeah well... I don't usually, I mean no one has... it's just..."
    "I bet you look adorable in red." she chuckled "Don't worry, it won't leave this room." Faith crossed her heart. Well maybe just Cori..
     
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    Faith thought she heard a jumble of foul words as she was thrown quite literally from her daydream. With a yelp the blonde became airborne for just a moment, then landed with a thud on the bike seat. She was aware that they were going slower and were surrounded by midtown traffic. It also seemed that she grew shorter and Reece grew taller. What's wrong with this picture?
    "Christ! Uh babe? Would you mind scootching back a bit?" Reece sounded as if she was in pain.
    Confused, the passenger realized she was sitting comfortably in the driver's seat and Reece was straddling the gas tank.
    "Oh my God!" she yelled as she struggled to settle herself further back on the seat without leaning on her lover for support. She helped pull Reece back into place, which wasn't easy as she was steering the bike around another pothole.
    "Are you ok?" Faith knew how hard she'd hit the seat, and it couldn't have been pleasant for Reece.
    "Fucking potholes! Where the hell are all my tax dollars going?"
    Faith could tell her lover was really pissed off again, and she frowned.
    "That's it! I refuse to pay taxes any more! If I have one mark on this bike..."
    Well, this sucks. After that little daydream, she was more than eager to get home and "discuss."
    Now she'd have to wait till Reece calmed down. Lovely.
    "...If there's one fucking little scratch..."
    Hello??? Did you forget about me? The girlfriend?
    They stopped at a red light and Reece turned around and took off her helmet. Faith didn't like the angry look on her face at all.
    "Are you alright? You didn't get hurt did you? If you are I'll sue the fucking Department of Transportation."
    "I'm ok, honey." She received a skeptical look. "Put your helmet back on, I'm really ok."
    Satisfied, Reece replaced her helmet and turned back around. "I'll sue the freaking city."
    What the hell is the matter with her? Its just a pothole? Faith worried again. Reece had been acting like this all week, jumping at little things and getting really angry over nothing. If she keeps this up, I'll never be able to tell her about my script! She took her hands out of Reece's pockets and replaced them under the leather jacket. She