HellCheer Heavy Metal HEA
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He tucks his tin lunchbox under his arm, shoves the door open, and stumbles inside—
It’s very obviously not a bathroom, as he gets an eyeful of someone’s pale ass, against white sheets.
“Uh, sorry. My bad,” he mumbles at the two teenagers fucking on the bed.
They’re far too into it to even notice that he barged in on them. Well, he’d argue that the girl might be overselling it, if her exaggerated moans are anything to go by—he’s seen enough porn to know an actress when he sees one…or hears one, more like.
He tries to back out of the room as quickly and quietly as possible, but he yelps in shock at being blocked from leaving. He twists towards the person in his way just as he’s roughly shouldered to the side by a flurry of strawberry blonde hair.
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- Part 1 of HellCheer Heavy Metal HEA
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“No. Absolutely not.” Chrissy shakes her head viciously at her husband as she stands in their expansive driveway in the Hollywood Hills. “Take it back.”
“Baaabbyyy,” Eddie whines as he sits atop his shiny, new, Harley Davidson Fat Boy.
“Don’t baby me,” Chrissy wags a finger at him as she sways back and forth, trying to calm their one year old daughter, who’s saddled on her hip and on the verge of a meltdown after refusing her afternoon nap. “It’s a death contraption, Eddie.”
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- Part 2 of HellCheer Heavy Metal HEA
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There are days where Chrissy struggles to wrap her head around what her life has become. It’s never ever with a sense of regret, but with a sense of amazement and humor.
And today just happens to be one of those days.
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Chapter 1: Chrissy poses for Playboy Magazine
This is another follow up to my Ride the Sky fic. This fic will be standalone chapters that take a glimpse into HellCheer’s married bliss, following both of their careers and parenthood. Tons of fun, silly, fluffy, smutty, domesticity!
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- Part 3 of HellCheer Heavy Metal HEA