Good morning, Dr. Cameron."
"Morning, Dr. Hadley. How was your night?"
This was their routine, and they new it well.
"My night was...eventful, yours?"
"Eventful is one way to put it."
Because they both knew exactly how the night had been,
Like every night behind closed doors, when they were together.
Kissing, touching, moaning,
"Oh Remy, you're incredible, Remy..."
Hands brushing, rubbing, caressing,
"Allison, oh, God."
Hearts beating as one frenetically, ridiculously loud even beneath smothering moans,
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Intertwined together, cooling off from the friction, the heat,
All that heat.
"Oh Remy," "Oh Allison"
"Oh God."
"I know what you mean," Thirteen laughed, and then,
"I'll see you around, Dr. Cameron."
A furtive smile,
("Oh God, Rem, Remy!...")
"Yea, Dr. Hadley, I'll see you around..."