Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2785

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2785

The Kiss

The shrill ringing from the cellphone on the table disrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Why did you leave so early, Joan?" Abelyn did not sound particularly pleased.

"Yeah, I had to go as I've got something on later. By the way, could you come get Dustin?" Joan said.

After she ended the call, Joan went about cleaning up Dustin's wounds.

"Ouch..." Dustin pursed his lips and looked to be in some pain.

"Does it hurt?" She asked in concern.

"It's fine." He shook his head before looking askance at Larry.

Larry remained as inanimate as he ever was.

That drew a sigh from Agatha before she went over to him. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder before she produced a bottle of ointment. "Come, allow me." "No need for that!" came his frosty reply.

"There, there. We can get this done very quickly," she said as she lifted his arm.

"I said no!" The bottle was sent flying across the floor.

His violent reaction stunned Agatha.

"Why don't you take a rest, Ms. Wainscott, and let me handle this," Joan said with a smile.

Bang! The door was flung open.

"What's going on here?" Abelyn howled as she bulldozed in.

"Oh my gawd, Dustin. What happened to you?" A bewildered Abelyn rushed over to Dustin and held a hand over her mouth.

"Help him put some medication on, Abelyn," Joan said as she passed along what was in her own hand. She then briskly made her way over to Larry and looked upon him tenderly and sympathetically. He should be hurting quite a bit. Joan sniffled as tears started to well up in her eyes.

"Let me help," she said.

"No," Larry turned her down her offer flatly.

Still throwing a tantrum? She chuckled as she observed the expression of the man before her. He was evidently in pain and in want of comfort, yet he insisted on putting on a brave front. Joan tried to take his arm to treat it but he kept withdrawing it from her.

This was clearly getting them nowhere so Joan finally beheld his face and kissed him deeply.

Larry was positively taken aback by that gesture, but then he started to reciprocate. And so the two of them went on and made out there and then like nobody's business.

Agatha responded by slipping off to the kitchen while Abelyn and Dustin got the hell out of the house.

The couch in the living room became the exclusive domain of Larry and Joan.

"Are you going to drink outside again?" Larry picked her up in a princess carry toward the bedroom, his breath hung heavily as he spoke.

Joan merely pecked at his neck and looked to be enjoying every minute of it.

"Are you still angry?" she asked softly while she loosened the buttons on his shirt.

Very soon, they were rumbling in bed. By the time they came to, it was already dark. Joan rested her head on Larry's shoulders and had her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Hers was a look of satisfaction.

Larry ran a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead. He too appeared to be in a fine mood.

"Could you not act so rashly next time, Larry?"

"I can't control myself whenever I see you with Dustin," he replied helplessly.

How could a big guy like him be so prone to jealousy? Joan pouted and let out a laugh when she kissed him on the chin.

"Mommy!"

Lucius was home.

"Be straight with me. What's up with you and Dustin?"

"Stop messing around, the boy's back already," Joan reminded Larry.

But there was no way he was going to let her off this easily. With a flip of his body, he had her pinned underneath.