ELLIOT'S POV

Blood's footsteps suavely tap against the tiles before he comes to a stop before my room. I sleepily raise my eyebrow watching for the door to open. What is it?

"We have a meeting so hurry up or else I and the twins will leave you." He warns before the tapping of his custom made shoes tap along the tiles. A meeting already? How annoying. I carefully unwrap Jackie's arms from my torso and hop out of the bed without even making it move. Whew~ I think that's a personal record. Jackie sighs in her sleep tightly clutching the body length pillow closer. My clock ticks hard. Awe~ she's cuddling up with the pillow thinking it's me. I gently touch her head kissing her temple.

"I'll be back, love." I purr before wisely retreating. If I stay any longer I won't be able to leave. My clock ticks hard as I silently close the door listening to her smooth breathing. I don't want to wake her up. She'll be fine. I turn around spying a small group of maids and servants with dreamy smiles.

" ... What?"

"Oh nothing~,"

"What's this? Leaving you lover so soon?"

"Hm? Yeah. I have a meeting to go to."

"Oh~! Poor sweetheart waking up to no one beside her after such what I assume was a fiery night~,"

"Huh?" I ask, completely thrown for a loop. What are these people talking about?

"Nothing~ nothing~ we will see you soon, Master March~," they hum keeping their eyes glued on me as I hurry into my room and quickly get some new clothes. The servants are acting weird today. Fiery night? Well, yeah it was pretty hot out. I couldn't even sleep beneath the covers or else I feared I would start sweating. My ears excitedly twitch as I think of Jackie's slumbering face. So cute~ I'm so happy I was able to wake up and see that.

I glance over to my desk spying the bags of sweets she bought for me. There're so many it must have cost a fortune! I grab a few carrot cookies and stuff them in my pocket before bounding passed the growing number of chattering maids and servants. They better not wake Jackie because they are being too loud. A faint flush colors my cheeks as I widely grin.

I'm so happy!

JACKIE'S POV

I softly grumble as I hold Elliot tighter. He's so warm~ and strong~ and soft~

...soft?

I sleepily open my eyes spying a large pillow in my embrace. Oh what? I sit up staring at the pillow. Well, that's not Elliot.

"Elliot?" I call, looking around the room for him. Where did he disappear to? I toss the stupid pillow aside as I rub my eyes. He left? Well that's not a good sign. Cuddling up to me last night and then running out on me in the morning? Yeah, not the smartest thing to do. Is he going somewhere that I'm not supposed to find out where?

"Whatever. He's still stupid." I slip out of the bed finding the excited slightly blushing faces of four maids. I jump, startled at their presence.

"Did you two enjoy yourselves?" One hums as her blush grows a little darker. Heat immediately rushes to my face as I quickly wrestle on my clothes, refusing to respond to them.

"Oh they did!"

"I knew it!"

"Oh~! You two make such a cute couple!" They gush with rounds of giggles as I do my best to ignore them. So embarrassing! Just because I don't have pants on ... and he didn't have a shirt ... I lightly slap my forehead. Oh balls why didn't I see this coming?! He has maids and servants practically everywhere! I quickly exit the room bumping into some servants.

"Whoa~ you alright, Miss? Don't you want to rest some more?"

"I'm done resting." I growl before taking a deep breath. "Do you know where Elliot went?"

"Oh yes he went to the meeting."

"Meeting?"

"Yes! You see, here in Clover Country Role Holders must attend a meeting."

"Really? What for?"

"Nothing really. Nothing gets done and nothing is decided on." He simply answers with a smile. Wow what a pointless meeting. I rub my head trying to decide on my next move. What should I do now? Destroy Elliot's room for stealing all my stuff and lying to me? Yeah, that sounds good. I turn to leave but the servant catches me arm. "Why don't you go meet him at the meeting? I'm sure he would be very happy to see you there!"

"I can go?"

"Of course! There is no rule saying a foreigner can't go to the meeting." He cheerfully replies with a cheeky smile. Hm ... he's shipping me and Elliot together just as much as the maids are. I nervously scratch my head trying to finalize on a plan.

" ... where's the meeting place?" I ask avoiding eye contact. Oh this is embarrassing ... the servant smiles and wraps his arm around my shoulders.

"It's at Clover Tower, dear. Would you like me to guide you there?" The servant offers with a large smile. I suspiciously eye him as my gut twists. He's pretty hands on for a servant here. Normally they don't touch me like this. I stare at his eyeless face before shrugging.

"Yeah. Sounds good." I say carefully watching him as he places his tray down.

He's not a servant here.

Normally they would not abandon their duty for something like this. Could he be part of the faction? I nervously follow him from behind keeping my eyes on his hands which are clearly visible. Maybe I'm just thinking too much?

"So, Miss, how is your relationship going with Master Elliot?" My eyes narrow. The servants don't say Master Elliot; they always call him Master March. What do I do? I can't confront him about it. I slip the wrench out of my pocket twirling it in my hand.

"Well enough I guess," I start as I spy him reaching for his pocket. I bound forward and clasp his arm in an escort position while stiffly laughing, "but, I've been pissed at him lately."

"Oh? Why is that?" He curiously asks as he smoothly withdraws his hand from his pocket. I get it. He wants to kill me when everything between me and Elliot are running smoothly, not when there are some rough patches.

Gotcha.

"Well, for one, he lied to me." I begin as my anger begins to get fired up.

"To you? Say it isn't so!" He cries, sounding genuinely shocked at the news.

"Haven't you been here for the past few time changes?" Of course not. You probably just snuck in this morning. He slightly stiffens.

"Well, Miss, I can't say I have. I've been off on other duties with Master Blood." Uh oh I've made him edgy. His other hand slides to his side where I can't see.

"Oh right, sorry. Anyway, Elliot is such a tool!" I huff carefully watching as his lips curl into a pleased smile.

"Do you really think that?" He asks, pleasantly surprised as he flashes a toothy smile.

"Yeah. He makes me so mad! I mean, why would you purposely lie to me just to keep me at the Mansion? That's just cruel!" I huff watching as his other hand resumes a natural position. Whew ... safe for now.

"Yes ... Elliot can be quite cruel can't he?" He asks with a distant tone in his voice. His grip on my arm tightens as he continues towards the meeting.

"I understand it's his role or whatever but can't he at least be honest with me?" I complain watching as he gets more and more at ease yet upset at every sentence. What can I do to calm him down? He takes a sharp turn down the street opposite of Clover Tower.

Oh gosh.

"H-Hey, we are going the wrong way." I say, tugging against his arm. I tightly clench my wrench getting ready to hit him square in the temple.

"Really? Well -," he cuts short, stiffening with surprise as a large blade slides just over his throat.

"Hey hey hey~ you shout listen to Jackie. She's really good with directions!" Ace cheers with a broad smile.

"A-Ace!" I don't think I've ever been this happy to see this idiot.

"Yep. Now~ where were you taking her?" Ace hums pressing the blade against his throat. The faceless visibly shakes struggling to keep his calm facade.

"Ah, yes, Master Ace. I was just escorting the Miss to Clover Tower."

"Really? Cool! I'm late for the meeting. Do you mind escorting me too?" Ace asks, cutting the man's skin.

"A-Ah! Ace, allow me. Um, thank you." I say, touching the sword. Ace pouts and withdraws his weapon but keeps it in his hand.

"V-Very well. Since I see you are in capable hands I shall take my leave." He quickly says. Just before he leaves I touch his arm making him reluctantly look back.

"I didn't catch your name. What is it?"

" ... Jacob Griffin." He quickly says before hurrying off as calmly as he can manage.

"Oh? You're a Griffin?" Ace asks as he looks up seeing him gone. "Boo~ he got away. I wanted to play with Griffin!"

"Griffin?" Is he another Role Holder?

"Yeah. He's one of my favorites under Julius. He's really fun to fight!" Ace cries excitedly as he boisterously laughs. I let out a sigh. Yeah, that's great and all but that doesn't change the fact I was just nearly blasted away.

"Thank you, Ace." I breathe out, patting his shoulder.

"Hm? for what?" He asks.

"Nothing nothing~ let's just go, Ace. I'll take you to Clover Tower." I tug on his arm pulling him back onto the path.

"Huh? Isn't Clover Tower that way?"

"That's why you got lost in the first place!"

"Awe~! We're lost again. Adventure!" Ace cheerfully cries as we aimlessly travel through Clover Tower. Ugh ... I've never been in here before so I have no idea where the meeting room is. This sucks.

"No Ace it's not an adventure!" I growl trying to find some sort of label. I reach forward and toss back the door spying a trippy room with doors all over the place. "What the heck?"

Come open the door.

Open me open me!

You know you want to~

Open this door

Open that door!

"O-Oh what?" I lean back trying to retreat out of the messed up room but Ace stays firm in the doorway. He gingerly grips my shoulders as he leans down.

"Heh ... can you hear them?"

"Y-Yeah. What is that?" I ask as my heart painfully throbs. I can hear it. Voices.
Dozens and dozens of voices telling me to open up the doors.

"What are you so lost about Jackie? About where to stay? Your romantic feelings? Everything you are lost about ... go ahead and explore a bit, Jackie. I really like you best when you are lost." Ace mocked biting my earlobe.

"ACE!" A deep voice shouts.

"Yeah?" Ace happily hums as he turns around. Who called him? I don't recognize his voice.

"That room is off limits."

"Huh? I know that."

"Then why did you go in there?"

"I wanted to go on an adventure! Besides~ I'm not the one who opened the door." Ace dangerously purrs as he steps aside. I stiffen and turn around spying a man with black hair and a knife in his hand. A small lizard tattoo is printed on the side of his neck. Another Role Holder? He stares at me for a moment trying to decide what to say next.

"Who are you?"

"Ah, Jackie."

"You are a foreigner?" He asks, curiously.

"No! Mr. Lizard, I saw her first." Ace pouts, tightly wrapping his arms around my waist. I squirm in his grasp kicking his foot.

"Get off Ace! You have a meeting to go to remember?" I note hoping to distract him.

"Boo~ meetings are boring."

"It's your duty as a knight, Ace." Ace frowns softly thrumming his fingers against my hip.

"Boo~ boo~ you're no fun."

"Go away. Vivaldi is calling you." I growl as a last attempt to get him to leave me alone.

"Ok." Ace simply answers happily skipping down the hallway. I heavily sigh and hold my head in annoyance. So stupid ...

"Are you alright Miss Jackie?" The man asks, lightly touching my shoulder. I glance up as I rub my temples.

"Fine. Now, you're a Role Holder?" I ask, curious. He nods.

"Yes. I am Master Nightmare's subordinate, Gray Ringmarc." My head snaps up. Nightmare. As in, the same Nightmare that helped Peter get me here?

"Nightmare? You mean he's here?" I thought he only existed in dreams or something.

"Yes. He is head of this building." He says tugging at his tie. My eyes lock onto a small bead of sweat working up over his throat. Hm ...

"Are you hot?" I ask as my inner engineer begins to wreck havoc on my heart. I've noticed a few vents not working in here. Just something I automatically noticed while walking around with Ace.

"Whew~ yes. It seems that since the move our air conditioning for the building has caught a few bugs." He admits trying to regain his composure while subtly fanning himself.

"Want me to take a look?"

"You are familiar with mechanics?"

"Yeah. I am ... well, was the engineer for the Amusement Park." My cheek twitches as my chest immediately throbs. Ugh ... I still really really miss it!

"O-Oh, well I wouldn't want to trouble you at all."

"No, it's no trouble at all. Besides, I've been dying to get my hands on some metal mechanics lately." I assure hopping that he will reconsider. He takes a moment to judge my sincerity before giving in.

"Very well. I'll show you where the main unit is."

"Awesome." I hum, grateful to have something to take my mind off of things. He guides me through a few long hallways pointing out a few various things before arriving to the attic. He leaps up and yanks on a string pulling down a large snap ladder. He gestures me up first pointing to the trap door.

"Now, the air conditioning system is up here and the heater is down in the basement." Clever. Cool air falls while heat rises. Very clever of the guy who built this. Gray climbs up behind me pointing to the trap door. "There. Now just pull that lever and push it up."

"Ah, thank you." I say, clasping the lever as I push against the trap door. My eyes narrow as it takes all my strength just to move it up an inch.

"It feels like something is blocking this." I note, trying to get better leverage on the ladder. I spread my feet apart and push with all my might I can muster. If only I could get a better angle I could open this!

"There shouldn't be anything blocking the door. Here, let me try." He says.

"Yeah sure here I'll - WHOA!" I cry as he easily climbs up, trapping me against the ladder with his body.

"I know this position is a bit uncomfortable but please bear with it before a little while." He notes. He pushes against the ladder - aka me - for stability as he reaches up and gives a gentle tap at first.

I faintly flush as I feel his muscles coil up through his thin clothes. This is just surreal. At first I'm ignored by Wonderland and now I have very built men pressing up against me at every turn, first Elliot then Ace and now Gray, the guy I met practically five minutes ago. Hey, I'm not complaining, eye candy is eye candy but touching is a bit too much.

"You know, guys usually take me out to dinner first." I meekly joke trying not to concentrate too much on his freaking brownie cut abs pressing against my back.

"I beg your pardon?" He asks, puzzled by the sad attempt to lighten the situation.

"U-Uh, n-nothing." I stutter as his thighs press against my butt, pinning me against the ladder. Oh gosh just why ...

His eyes narrow before he hops up another few steps, giving me a heart attack as he thumps against my backside with each swift hop, shoving with all his might against the door. It swings open with a loud bang smacking against the wooden panels above. I securely suction cup myself against the ladder struggling not to think about it too much as he quickly scales ahead of me and hops into the attic.

"Your hand, Miss Jackie."

"A-A-Ah! Right! H-Hand. Ok." I say, completely flustered by the odd turn of events. Oh man ... what would Elliot say if he saw that? Probably something like, 'be careful!' not at all noticing what Gray just unintentionally did. I lightly pat my cheeks hurrying ahead of him as I look over the cooling system for the building. It's pretty old school but it doesn't look half bad. "Have you found the problem yet?"

"Yes but we can't pinpoint it. The tubes are all intact with nothing blocking them and the engine is working just fine. But, air is simply not blowing out." He huffs, obviously bothered as he tries to think of what it could be.

"Has anyone taken a look at it yet?" I ask, popping open the panel. He's right about the wiring. It's all connected just fine. I step on a little indent in the side of the machine hoisting myself up on top.

"No. Master Nightmare refuses to get someone and insists that I do it." Gray heavily sighs holding his aching head. "I honestly think it's a scheme to keep me preoccupied so Master Nightmare doesn't have to do work."

"Hm~ have you checked the fan?"

"Fan?"

"Yes. The one in here." I say, popping open another panel.

"There's another panel up there?" He asks, shocked.

"Yeah. It's a little secret the business likes to keep so you have to hire someone from the company. Sometimes the side fan above the main one gets caught with something so everything works fine but cold air just can't be made. Air will blow but it won't be cool."

"Huh. I never knew that." He says, coming up beside me as I open the tiny one man funnel.

"Yeah. I figured it out when I was looking at one at the Amusement Park although this one is a lot bigger. Much more room to move around in." I carefully balance myself over the hole before I remember something. "Can you turn it off?"

"Of course." He says, hopping over the edge. I wait a few moments listening as the main fan slows to a whirring stop.

"Thanks Gray." I say, sliding down into the machine. "Can I see your lighter?"

"Sure. Wait, how did you know I have one?" He asks, handing me a clunky lighter with a lizard on it.

"I saw the pack of cigarettes in your pocket and assumed you had one." I flick the lighter on taking a look at the tiny fan. "You can leave if you want. Don't you have a meeting?"

"It's been over since I found you and Ace." So that means Elliot has probably already gone back to the Mansion. My eyes narrow. I need to tell him about that servant. I push the thought into the back of my mind as I try to turn the stubborn blades of the fan. Yep something is definitely caught in there. I hold the little fan in place sliding my hand out of sight and into the vent behind it. I twitch as I feel some twigs poke into my hand. My fingers encounter something scaly as I snatch hold of it and pull it out.

"A fish?" I ask incredulously.

"Is that what it was?" Gray heavily sighs. "Looks like I'm going to have to go into the vents and clean them out. I bet they've made nests up here."

"Probably." Assuming they're like birds only in the form of fish. I keep a tight grip on the wriggling creature and climb out of the hole, staring at it. So weird. Without warning the little fish pops free of my fingers sliding right down into my shirt.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream grappling at my shirt as it immediately flops its cold body around between the mounds of fat.

"Get out of there!" I shout trying to rip it out. I start to panic as it whips around in my shirt spreading it's slimy self around my skin. I tear at my shirt and throw it off watching as the little fish whips out of the room and down into the hall.

"M-Miss Jackie, are you alright?" Gray asks as he looks over my body. "Ah~ did one of those flying fish hit you?" He says completely unfazed by the fact I don't have a shirt on at the moment. I remain shocked in dumb silence as he pulls out a hanky rubbing the slim off between my boobs.

Oh gosh WHY.

"Um, Gray ... ?" I call watching as he wipes off my torso without so much as batting an eye. Does he not even realize I don't have a shirt on? "Gray, do you realize the position you're in?"

"Hm?" He hums, glancing up at my face before doing a double take on my front. He blinks as a red flush begins to light up his cheeks.

"A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Ah-!" He stutters unsure of what to do now. I heavily sigh laughing at his misfortune. This is actually pretty funny. I back up and pick up my shirt before slipping it back on. What's the big deal? My bra covers as much as a bathing suit does. My cheeks are touched with pink no matter how much I argue with myself. Boobs ... he saw my boobs. I shake my head trying to erase it from my mind. Never mind that. I doubt he was thinking anything dirty.

GREY'S POV

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JACKIE'S POV

I heavily sigh and pat Gray on the back as sweat the size of bullets run down his face. That must have really shocked him suddenly realizing what exactly he was touching. Oh well I'll give the poor guy the benefit of the doubt for now. Of course, if it happens again I'm knocking him out on the spot.

"Don't think about it too hard." I huff watching as he remains frozen in that position. Oh whatever I'll just leave.

"I'll be back again tomorrow to help you clear the vents. I'll look forward to my pay." I need to hurry up and pay Blood back for the bakery money he gave me so he doesn't trip me up with expenses. Knowing Blood he'll really play that card up if I don't start paying him now.

I heavily sigh as I trot down the Mansion's halls. I wonder where Elliot went? Every glance a servant or a maid sends me makes shivers go down my spine. How many more are there like Jacob Griffin? My heart pounds as I finally make it to Elliot's room.

"Elliot?" I call, knocking on his door. I wait a moment before opening the door spying his head laying against the desk, passed out asleep. Wow. I wonder what kind of work Blood had him do. I slip into the room and close the door faintly blushing. I need Elliot right now. I don't feel right that another guy touched me even if it was an accident. I swiftly trot over to his desk watching as his ears twitch in correspondence to my steps.

"Elliot~," I sing softly drawing my finger over his ear. His soft little bunny grunts start up as I gently stroke my finger up and down his ear. "You awake?"

"Hrmph ... ," he mutters hardly able to respond. I hold back a poorly retained laugh as my heart throbs. It hurts ... I feel guilty. Why should I? It was an accident! It's not like I threw off my shirt and then shoved Gray's hands on them. My face flushes as I very gently tug on Elliot's ear.

"Sit up, Elliot." The second in command sits back with half lidded eyes hardly able to keep them open. My gosh just what in the world did Blood make him do? I push his shoulders back making room for myself as I sit on his lap. I curl into a little ball laying my head against his shoulder. His ears twitch before he complies, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Did something happen?" Elliot asks, concerned as his grunting purrs increase. He rests his chin on my head softly thumbing my arm.

" ... Yeah." I admit. I still need to tell him about that servant. And, as to what happened with Gray ...

I'm taking that one to my grave.

"What is it?" He murmurs, tilting my head up as he kisses my jaw. I hesitate and cast a quick glance around the room. How should I say it? Someone here tried to kill me today? But I don't know that for sure. But, it's definitely worth mentioning.

I slide my hand up through his hair making a visible shiver run down his spine. His hand tilts my head up as he pushes his lips against mine. Ah~ he took the wrong message. I softly push back as my heart throbs running my other hand to the back of his neck. He smiles as his other hand runs along my leg lovingly pulling back with a slight pop.

"Hm~ if this is what I get to come home to then I could get used to this." He hums working his lips along my neck.

"E-Elliot, I have something important to tell you." I huff, trying to make it sound important through the slight moans in the back of my throat.

"Yeah?" He asks, gently tugging my strap down. I jump, flushing as his hand presses against my heart while his lips touch my shoulder. Oh great how the heck am I supposed to tell him that spies are here and break the mood now?! I gently run my hand over his which is on my chest, making sure his hand stays where it is.

"It feels so nice ... ," I mutter aloud by mistake with a slight whimper at the end. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I try to calm my racing heart. His ear twitches, clearly picking up on the slight groan in my words. Ah crap ...

"And this?" he asks, sliding his hand down slightly. My flush darkens as I tightly clasp his hand in turn making his slightly squeeze.

"E-Elliot -! T-this isn't the time to be fooling around!" How in the heck am I supposed to tell him now?!

"Hm~ then when is?" He teases softly rubbing his other hand across my belly. I pull his ear down immediately making his groaning hums grow louder. He leans down gently kissing my neck.

"I-I think one of the servants isn't really a servant." I say with a deep flush. Well I've got to begin somewhere. He pauses as his hands lighten up.

"What do you mean?" He asks almost immediately reverting back to his second in command of the mafia mode. He leans back keeping his hands where they are as he kisses my head.

"W-Well, one of the servants took me to Clock Tower and he referred to you as Master Elliot instead of Master March."

" ... where is he now?" He asks holding me close as my heart begins to race.

"I-I don't know. After Ace came he ran off. I doubt he came back to the Mansion." I say as his hands move around to my belly, holding me close as he leans back in his chair.

"Did he hurt you?" He asks softly rubbing my stomach. Butterflies flutter around inside catching fire one by one as he kisses my exposed shoulder.

"No. Ace chased him off before he could." I wrap my arms around his shoulders and tightly hug him. My hands slightly shake catching me off guard. Man ... I was actually really scared. I haven't been able to pay attention to those emotions earlier but now it's really hitting me.

"Hm ... the other maids and servants aren't doing what they are supposed to." He grumbled suddenly in a sour mood.

"W-What do you mean?"

"There are a few spies here in the Mansion. We let them sniff around a little bit and catch them when they try to meet up with their bosses. That's why you always see two maids or two servants. One is a spy and the other is a real worker here making sure they don't mess around with anything. Was he alone?"

"Yeah. After I talked to some maids I ran into him."

"Hm ... that explains it." Elliot mutters with tightened eyes.

"Explains what?" I ask. He hesitates before heavily sighing, sliding his hands down to my hips.

"I've told you too much as it is. Even Alice hasn't been told this. But, be reassured that none of them work around you alright? I would never put you into that kind of danger." He reassures before kissing my neck. He gently picks me up carrying me over to the door.

"Get some rest." He starts to slide me onto the ground before I tighten my grip. I hide my face in his shoulder completely freaked out by what he's told me. There are spies here in the Mansion? That's so dangerous!

"Can I ... can I stay in here?" I shyly ask as my face flushes. Elliot broadly smiles and kisses my forehead as he spins around on his heel.

"Of course! You go ahead and go to bed. I'm just going to finish up some paperwork." He says as he sets me on my feet. He reaches over and hands me his shirt ushering me to the bathroom. My heart thumps hard as I slip inside and get dressed. Ugh I'm so ashamed! I can't believe I'm too nervous to sleep in my own room now. Pathetic! I quickly slip on the top and nervously slide into the room. Elliot doesn't even look up as he quickly scribbles over the documents. My heart nervously thrums as I hop into the bed hiding beneath the covers. So PATHETIC ...

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But now I get to snuggle up with Elliot. My chest pleasantly throbs as I face the wall trying to get some much needed sleep. Oh yeah I need to ... tell him I h-have work at Clover Tower tomorrow ...

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Meh. I'll tell him tomorrow.

ELLIOT'S POV

It was a mistake to tell her about the spies. I never thought it would be much of a problem with all of the precautions Blood and I take to ensure they won't hurt Alice or Jackie. Plus I've had her move into the room next to me so I could hear anything is anyone tried to sneak into her room for any reason.

I finish up the last of Blood's documents struggling with all my might to drown out his quick intakes of air and his grunts. I flinch as I hear Alice squeak in pleasure as he seductively whispers in her ear. My head slams against the desk as I try to beat the provocative sounds out of my ears. Honestly sometimes I wish I was deaf.

I tightly clutch my ears and shuffle the papers aside as I slip off my clothes and into my silk orange pants. I think Blood is this loud just to mock me. He knows very well that I can hear everything he does. Even with the thick walls the sounds still make it to my ears from his room! Alice gasps as he does who knows what to her this time.

I tightly clench my fists around my ears and shuffle into bed with Jackie. My ticking clock speeds up as I cuddle against her, forcing all of my concentration on her gently beating heart. I try not to imagine it but how can I possibly keep such devilish thoughts from my mind when laying in the bed with the one I love most? My thrumming purrs return with a vengeance as I softly lay my hands on Jackie's hips imagining having her thrashing under me as I hold her steady. I press my forehead to the back of her head trying to repress my grunting hums.

Ugh this is driving me crazy!

I'm so sorry Gray but I just HAD to put that in! And poor Elliot~ 10 REVIEWS for the next chapter. And don't worry I haven't forgotten about the twins! XD