Chapter 2

Freddie Benson's Hotel Room
Extended Stay America
6531 S. Sepulveda Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA 90045
Saturday, July 23, 2011

Jade rolled over unto her back, but very much wanting to remain in the grip of his left arm as his hand slid down her back and side to come to rest to softly palm her bare abdomen under the sheet. She suppressed a smirk as his pinky caught her bellybutton sending a tickling sensation up and down through her. She held the sheet up to near her neck to cover her modesty for a moment from the chilly air of the heavily air conditioned hotel room. She rested the side of her head against his cheek and the pair just took the moment to enjoy the presence of the other. Other than the slight noise from the outside world that vibrated through the windows of the several floors high hotel room, the room was dominated by the pair's soft breathing.

Freddie whispered into her right ear, "Did you sleep well?"

A small smile played on her lips. Contrary to what her outer façade she put on for display, she could and did appreciate the sweetness he would show to her, so it was easy to reply just as kindly, "Yes."

"I'm glad, because I don't have any experience sharing a bed and I was hoping I didn't disturb you."

"You didn't disturb me, it was… I haven't slept that well in a long time."

"Me too…" he left hanging in the air.

They rested peacefully for a few minutes until they heard the slight rumbling coming from Jade's stomach. Freddie laughed and shook his head as she looked away actually embarrassed with breaking the peaceful mood.

He tried to keep the laughter out of his voice as he stated, "I'm going to go fix us some breakfast."

Jade gave a slight nod then she sat up and pulled away from him to shift in her seat on to the edge of the bed to allow her bare legs to dangle off the edge of the bed. She held the sheet against her as she shifted her seat, but exposing her bare back momentarily before her raven locks fell, contrasting lovely against her paler skin to Freddie's eyes. He looked only for a few moments trying to drink in the beauty and resisted the urge to trace a finger down her spine, but he looked away and tried to suppress a blush forming on his cheeks. From the corner of her eye, she caught the light blush on the brown eye teenager's cheeks and his bashful expression. She smirked as she saw him look away. "We made lo—we had sex Freddie, you've seen it all, but now you're being bashful?"

He scooted up then palmed her left arm just to the side of her shoulder then tenderly kissed her shoulder. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip softly as a shiver went down her spine and it had nothing to do with the coolness of the room. She turned her head to meet his brown eyes and warm smile. She couldn't help herself but smile in return as she saw the playfulness in his eyes.

"Love, we made love and I'm not being modest, I'm being respectful. Just because I saw you once, doesn't mean I have a right to see you again whenever I want."

The raven haired teenager blinked and tried to mouth something in return, but she was at a lost for words as she looked at his bright smile and welcoming eyes as he then rested his chin on her shoulder. She swallowed timidly then let out an uneasy breath. "Freddie? About last night—"

He whispered softly, but in a confident voice, "Was very precious to me and something I'm going to treasure for the rest of my life, no matter how this turns out between us."

She just looked into those soft brown eyes and realized the honesty that they bared. They looked the same as last night when he held her and made her feel like the most precious thing in the world. She whispered in a playful manner, "It was for me too."

He smiled then continued, "Let me get started on breakfast and we can talk as much and as long as you want, but in the meantime the bathroom is yours and everything's in there you need for a shower and borrow anything you need from my clothes drawers."

"Okay," she replied then gave him a peck on the cheek. He smiled in return then scooted back over to his side of the bed.

She reached down and picked up his boxers and jeans and tossed them over to him. He smiled his thanks and she turned her head to give him is privacy on putting on his clothes. Once Freddie had his jeans on, he made his way to his clothes drawer and rummaged through one for a moment then pulled out a shirt. Jade watched from behind Freddie for a moment as he put on a black athletic undershirt. She bit her bottom lip to hold back from commenting (and making an unseemly primal noise) on how good he looked with the way his shoulder and back muscles would pull and flex while pulling the shirt over his head and pulling the hem down to his waist before he stepped out of the room. She smirked for a moment and realized that Beck did not look anywhere as good as Freddie did in one of those shirts. Was rehab good to him or what…

The thought led back to the events of last night and how she remembered those strong arms holding her. She didn't let her thoughts go to far astray or she realized that she might need to take a cold shower. Once she partially dispelled those thoughts, Jade pulled the sheet around her and hopped off the bed then held part of the sheet up as to not trip over it as she made her way to the bathroom.

Jade relaxed for a few moments under the shower head as she let the hot water spray through her hair and down her face. She took one of the bars of soaps laid out on the banister and started scrubbing the remnants of whatever makeup was left on her face and to begin to wash away the lingering reminders of last night… but she had no regrets or shame she felt she needed to try to wash away. She smiled as she realized that Freddie's mother may be a hygiene freak, but she was glad that had rubbed off on Freddie in giving him good taste in soaps. She grinned as she found she particularly liked the body wash that she had smelled off of him several times over the last month.

About fifteen minutes later or so, Jade was vigorously drying her raven locks with the blue towel that matched Freddie's blue robe she was wearing as she approached the clothes drawer. She stopped at the clothes drawers and noticed a small picture frame sitting on top of the dresser. She threw the towel over her shoulder and brushed her slightly damped hair away from her face. She allowed herself a small smile as she picked up the picture that Freddie had took of the two of them the first day that he came back to L.A. In the picture, she was standing close to the brown eye teenager on his left side and wore a barely perceived smile on her face. The Tech-Producer was grinning with an arm around her shoulders and she allowed him the friendly gesture on that day. Her smile grew larger as she thought back on that day and touched the picture with her fingertips.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading so far. I'm going to try to post on this story on Fridays or Saturdays. I hope I enticed you to see how this unlikely pair got together and to see if they can keep it that way.