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"So why are we at the airport?" Alek asked. As we sat down to wait. I looked over at him.

"I don't know, my mom said someone was coming in and I needed to pick them up. Kind of like she did with you." I smiled thinking about that day. I'd been so mad about him coming; now I couldn't be happier.

"Where are they coming from?" he asked resting his arm around my shoulders.

"London, part of your old pride. That's why mom didn't think it important to tell me the gate number or anything; she said they would know you." I worked my head back and forth against his arm, successfully massaging my own head and his arm at the same time. I turned my head toward him still massaging my head when he pressed his lips to mine. I smiled and felt him smile in return. I leaned forward pressing into the kiss urging him to deepen it in a way that only Alek could. I waited and waited even parting my lips slightly giving him every excuse that he needed. Instead my boyfriend pulled away a smirk playing on his lips as I opened my eyes to look at him. "What?" I asked confused.

"You'll do that here, but when we're at home and I want to you say no." He said laughing lightly.

"You don't want to just kiss, Alek." I told him sitting back.

"Oh, come on, you can't tell me that the thought doesn't cross your mind when we wake up together in the mornings, or when I kiss you. I can see it in your eyes."

"I told you, not until there is a ring on my finger." I said looking pointedly at his pocket.

"Hello," We heard a voice say. We both looked up. There was a very pretty woman in front of us. She had short dark brown hair that was perfect even after an 11 hour flight. Her eyes were a stormy grey and she was tall and slender, looking perfect in her skinny jeans tight grey top and burgundy cardigan, other than the slight bulge of her stomach. She was staring at Alek, I turned to look at him as well. His eyes were transfixed on her stomach. "Hello, Alek." She said quietly.

"Celeste." He murmured standing up. He nervously shoved his hands in his pockets. I stood up placing one hand on his arm and offering the woman the other.

"Hi, I'm Chloe King." I said smiling. I was trying to figure this out but mostly just trying to break this incredibly pregnant pause. (No pun intended). She looked over at me. I'm not going to lie, as Uniter I've come to expect a certain amount of surprise or awe from my people. There was nothing even resembling that in her expression. I dropped my hand to my side; this woman had a talent for making people uncomfortable. "So, um the driver is waiting outside." I said quietly looking down at my shoes. I snaked my hand down Alek's arm pulling his hand out of his pocket and lacing our fingers together. I didn't know the relationship he had with this woman, I'm not sure I wanted to, but I was feeling possessive. That was a feeling I didn't like. We walked outside and waited for the car to pull around. I would have brought mine but there were too many people. Alek wrapped his arm around my shoulders shielding me from the cool night air. The car pulled up and the driver opened the door for us. Alek and I got in moving to the far side while the driver took Celeste's bags and put them in the trunk. She followed us and sat right by the door. It was a long silent car trip back to the house. Alek and Celeste continued to stare at each other and the floor the whole way. I wanted so desperately to talk to Alek, to ask him what was going on; but I couldn't, not now. Thankfully my phone rang. I dug in my purse for a moment before finding it. I glanced up at Celeste who looked mildly annoyed and then answered. Why was she annoyed. Then I realized that Alek was playing with my bra strap. He was always fiddling with something when his arm was around my shoulder, the collar on my jacket, my scarf, my hair it was always something so I hadn't noticed. I'd accepted this nervous habit of his a long time ago and was actually quite fond of it. "Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Chole? Did you pick her up?" Jasmine asked.

"Yeah, We're on our way back. What's the sleeping arrangements?" I asked.

"You are in Alek's room, and Celeste is in your room. Mom figured that you are sleeping in there anyway so neither of you would care." She said. I knew that Alek was listening because I felt him move closer to me pressing his body into mine. Apparently, having Celeste here was causing him to be more possessive too. I also noticed, well more of felt, that Celeste was listening too because she was now glaring at me. "That's fine. Um, we should be there in a little bit." I said looking down and picking at a fuzz on my jeans.

"What's wrong with you? You sound weird." Jasmine said.

"um, yeah. Well I'll see you soon." I said and hung up. I held it in my hands and willed the driver to go faster. It felt like an eternity before we got back to our building and the driver was unloading Celeste's bags. How long was she staying? She had two large bags; as far as I knew it was only a couple days. I nudged Alek and motioned him towards one of her bags taking the other one myself.

"You don't have-" Celeste started trying to take it out of my hand.

"No, it's fine. Please." I told her walking inside. Alek let her go next and pulled up the rear. The elevator ride up was even more awkward than the elevator ride Alek and I had taken when he first arrived. The doors finally opened and I'm pretty sure I sighed out loud. Alek walked ahead of us and opened the door. Celeste walked in and I could hear Jasmine explaining my mother's absence and that she would be back tomorrow. Alek took both bags and took them to my room. I followed him grabbing the clothes I'd need for the next couple days. I went into Alek's room and set them on the dresser and then sat down on the bed to catch my breath, and my thoughts. I counted to a hundred and then went out into the living room. Alek was sitting on the couch watching a basketball game, Celeste and Jasmine were in the kitchen. I ran my hand along Alek's shoulders and he looked up at me. "We need to talk later" I mouthed. He nodded and turned back to the game. I continued into the kitchen and sat down on one of the bar stools. I leaned on the counter my chin resting in my hands. Jasmine was pulling mugs out of the cupboard. She looked at me a mug in her hand, asking if I wanted some tea. I nodded and looked sidelong at Celeste and her stomach. Why was she here?

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