They arrive back at their 'office' before things can progress

Before anything else could be said Tyrone was stopping the car, and Rachel was all tense again.

"We're here," Tyrone said, and they all looked out at the same building they'd been in when they'd had their little group fuck.

"I... I want to go home," Rachel insisted, her voice nervous.

"No problem, we'll take you wherever you want. I, uh, did want to show you something. You know, to explain things."

Rachel eyed him suspiciously. "Not your dick?"

Carl laughed beside her, making her jump like she'd forgotten he was there. He held up his hands placatingly and she seemed to relax a fraction.

"Not unless you want to see it again," Billy teased, trying to keep it as non-threatening and light as possible.

Rachel's mouth opened a couple of times, and he realized with a twitch in his crotch that she was blushing a bit. He cleared his throat and opened the door, saying, "Tyrone can drive you home if you want. I just wanted to show you why we thought you were Rachel Spinner."

"It was because of the contract. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time," she said sourly.

Billy shook his head. "Nope. I mean yeah, it was a freaky co-incidence. You have no idea just how freaky unless you let me show you something."

"What is it?" she asked warily, but opened the door, stepping out like a skittish doe.

"You'll see," he said teasingly, moving to open the door. He looked back at her with eyebrows raised, daring her.

Rachel glared, raise her chin and demanded, "You three go first."

Tyrone and Carl shrugged, and headed for the door. Carl dared to exit through Rachel's side, brushing against her as he passed.

Billy wanted to smack him, to hurt him if he scared Rachel away after all his efforts to settle her down again. Amazingly Carl's brutish ways seemd to work once again. To Billy's amazement she turned bright red, not flinching at all as he put his arm around her waist in passing.