"Jay it's in the bag, they'll win."

"Emily, its only the third period." JJ growled annoyed by Emily's constant talking.

"JJ, please!" Emily sat next to JJ, kissing her neck.

"No." Emily sighed getting up walking toward the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" JJ asked sadly.

"I'm bored, I'd much rather be doing other things…like you!" Emily kept walking toward the kitchen. "So I'm going to be productive and get something to eat."

"Can you bring the chips in?" JJ asked still staring at the T.V. Emily huffed and rolled her eyes, she went grabbing the chips and threw them at JJ's head.

"Hey!" JJ yelled.

"It's just hockey." Emily laughed at JJ's face, she made her mad… "Shit!" Emily yelled and looked down at her shirt. "Does coke come out?"

"It should."

"Good. Otherwise your favorite shirt on me isn't your favorite anymore." Emily grinned taking her shirt off as she walked in front of the T.V. right past JJ. "Remember it's just hockey, you can always get the score some other way…this," Emily pointed up and down herself, "has a mind of its own, you can't get someone else to give you this score, and I won't share." JJ sighed and looked between Emily and the T.V. Emily smiled walking toward JJ's room.

"Dear god…Please don't let daddy know I left hockey for sex." JJ said looking up at the ceiling, she jumped over the back of the couch and ran after Emily. Emily stood in JJ's door frame when JJ tore around the corner and jumped in her arms kissing her.

"See…sex much better." Emily smiled against JJ's lips.

"Oh it better be." JJ nipped lightly at Emily's lower lip.

"When's dad going to be home?"

"Their all at the bar." JJ said kissing down Emily's neck. She nipped lightly at her pulse point.

"I have an idea." Emily smiled putting JJ's feet back on the ground; she took her hand and pulled her to the couch. She sat on the couch and pulled JJ down to straddle her lap. JJ smiled kissing Emily as Emily ran her hands up and under JJ's shirt.

"I think I like your idea." JJ said sucking lightly at her pulse point. Emily grinned pulling JJ's jersey off.

"That better not hit the floor." JJ growled staring down at Emily, who blinked.

"What do I do with it?"

"Table." JJ pointed and Emily tossed the jersey on the table watching as it slid across almost falling off the other side. Emily sighed when it stopped and kissed JJ, there really wasn't anything she wouldn't do for her.