Chapter Ten
The next morning, a bright sunrise woke me up. I squinted in the bright light and a hand stroked my hair and down my back. I felt the rise and fall of Fang's chest under me..... wait....
"Good morning," Fang said with a smile. I smiled back and asked, "how did this happen?" Then a voice behind us asked, "are you decent?!"
"Aaahh!" I fell off the bed and hit the hard wood floor. "Iggy! You're getting as bad as him!" I yelled, pointing at Fang. Iggy stood in the doorway with his eyes covered. Fang uncovered himself, still laughing. To my relief, he was still wearing his Khaki shorts. "Did they do it?" Asked a voice out of sight next to Iggy. It was Gasman. "I don't know. I'm not sure I want to look," Iggy answered, half laughing. I picked up a pillow and chucked it at him, hitting him square in the face. He laughed and threw the pillow back at me. "Breakfast in ten," he said, then closed the door. I stood up and rubbed my head where it hit the floor. Fang stood up and kissed me 'ever so passionately.' "Good morning," he said again, the walked out of the room. Did I miss something, or am I just paranoid? I'm just paranoid.