I rewrote like five chapters of this. So yeah.

But I promised so many people I'll repost it so here it is.

Bo doesn't know how it started.

Honest.

One day the blond was just a drop dead gorgeous health ininspector who came to inspect her grandfather's bar whenever it striked her fancy.

And the next she was the drop dead gorgeous health insepctor who came to inspect her grandfather's bar and have absolutely mind blowing sex with Bo whenever it striked her fancy.

There was no form or plan as to how it happened, it just did.

"God, I think you broke me."

Bo says while putting on her jeans.

The blond just smirks and keeps on washing her hands.

They have sex on literally every available surface that Lauren deems fit to have sex on.

Tricks desk.

Bo's desk.

The store room floor.

against the bathroom wall.

In the washroom stall.

One night, no lie, they had it on the bar counter on top of money.

It had been Bo's dream since reading some book who's name she can't remember.

she felt an odd mixture of embarassment and guilt when giving back change the next day.

"I didn't hear you complain when I was giving you mutiple orgasms."

She says smugly while wiping off her hands.

She always washes her hands after they're done.

I'm not walking around with your body fluids on my fingers.

Bo should probably have been ofended when she'd said that but the woman was so hot and had just given her like one hundred million orgasms.

Bo didn't really care for much at that moment.

"Don't be smug.

She adjusts her clothes. She won't wash her hands, she never does, she likes the way Lauren smells, so she tries to keep it for as long as she can.

"I think I've earned the right to be." The blond says combing her fingers through her hair and just like that, she looks bloody perfect.

Sometimes Bo finds it unfair how one person can be so incredibly gorgeous.

Doesn't she know it makes it hard for other people to think clearly when she looks the way she does?

When she's done looking like perfection personified she picks her bag and makes as if to walk out of the room but Bo grabs her wrist.

She looks at Bo's hand on her, then looks at Bo, her brow arched in question.

"You said you'll give me an answer today."

Bo says feeling almost shy.

"Answer to what?"

Her eyes are laughing, Bo knows she's toying with her.

She finds that she is turned on.

The fuck is wrong with her though?

She shakes her head slightly like that's the cure for arousal or something.

"Don't play dumb, Lauren. It doesn't become you."

Now she chuckles, "we already talked about this, Bo. This is purely two people helping each other out."

Lauren refuses to call what they're having sex.

It frustrates Bo to no end.

Seriously,it looks like sex when they're having it, it smells like sex in any room they have it in, either one or both of them walk like people who've had sex after they're done.

So if you ask Bo, it's freaking sex that they're having.

Have been having for months now.

"I want more."

It's not the first, second or even fifth time she's said that.

She decided she wanted more after like, the second time. Because if you've seen Lauren, or had a conversation with her, you'd know that it won't take long before someone claims her as their own.

And Bo will be damned to hell if that someone isn't her.

She hasn't even as much as looked at another person since she and Lauren started helping each other out.

(Having Sex)

And that's really saying something because Bo wasn't really known for her lack of libido. Or people to sate it for that matter.

The blond keeps shooting Bo down for some reason.

Some reason Bo cannot figure out.

Cause, it's not like she's being vain or anything, but Bo knows that she's really fucking hot.

And she's funny as hell, even Kenzi says so and Kenz is like the queen of funny so her opinion is solid.

Most importantly though, she loves the woman.

Even a blind man can see it.

No really, that's not a figure of speech or a phrase or anything, there's a legit blind man who sits outside the bar who always asks Bo how goes it with your lady love?

So Bo doesn't get why the woman keeps shooting her down every single time.

She also doesn't get why the woman is yet to uderstand that Bo is just going to ask until she says yes.

No one is going to marry Lauren Lewis but her, she's pretty certain it's even written in some holy book.

"I can't give you that, Bo. We've talked about this." She sounds sad.

Actually Bo doesn't remember them talking about it any further than Lauren turning her down and saying they've talked about it.

Her future wife thinks she's so smart sometimes.

"Then let's go eat sometime."

"What?"

"You eat, I eat. So we can eat at the same place at the same time. Maybe hold converstation while we're at it," she shrugs, "maybe not. What do you say?"

She lookshopeful.

"Are you asking me out?" Lauren asks with a smile.

"Depends, are you saying yes?"

"Depends," Lauren is smiling with her whole being now, "are you asking me out?"

Bo laughs and rubs her thumb on the wrist she was yet to let go off, "let's see how eating at the same time goes. Then I'll think of asking you out."

"Seven. I can be free Friday at seven. If you're free too then-"

"Friday at seven, got it."

She brings the hand she's holding to her lips and kissed it, "I'll see you then."

And for the first time since they'd started helping each other out (having sex) Bo Dennis walks out of a room before Lauren Lewis.