"I wonder where Jennifer and Marcus went?" Yung asked sitting on the couch in front of the television, looking towards the window in the living room with a slight frown on her face. "They left for their date last night and they never came home."
"The van's gone too. I wonder what happened to it?" Mike added, looking at the front door for a moment. "Marcus better not get the van towed away."
"I know where they are." Pigeon pipped up and Yung looked towards him, raising an eyebrow at him. "They went back to Jennifer's house after their date and..." He trailed off with a grin when Yung rolled her eyes at him.
"I doubt that very much, Pigeon. John just took Jennifer out on a date and besides they barely know each other to do that." Yung argued and Pigeon grinned at her, hopping from the floor onto the couch. "John's not like that anyway. Not everyone jumps into bed after knowing someone for one day."
Walking into the living room now sporting my pink bathrobe I wandered over to the fridge, rubbing at the bridge of my nose in an effort to relieve the headache I had.
"I shouldn't drink like that. Doesn't matter how little I drink I always get a hangover. Hope John didn't mind wearing my boyfriend's old blue bathrobe." I muttered to myself, pulling open the door.
Focused on my search for the carton of orange juice I didn't hear light footsteps as someone headed my way though when I felt a pair of arms encircle my waist I jerked, straightening to find John standing behind me. Once he saw the wide-eyed stare I was giving him he gave me a slow smile.
"Snuck up on you didn't I?" He teased and I snorted, trying to bend over to grab the carton until he shook his head. Pulling me back he nudged the fridge door closed with his knee and I rolled my eyes at him, chewing my lower lip to hide a smile. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Alright you did surprise me. Guess I was so focused on making breakfast that I didn't hear you until you caught me." I admitted, enjoying our closeness. "Now what exactly are you planning on doing with me now that you've caught me?" I added with a small smile and he chuckled, leaning in and I was acutely aware of one of his hands as it moved to the knot keeping me covered. Though before we had a chance to kiss, and John had a chance to undo the knot keeping my bathrobe closed, the doorbell rang and I rolled my eyes towards the ceiling.
"Figures. I'm finally enjoying myself and someone interrupts." John complained, looking towards the hallway for a moment. "Would we have time to sneak out the back door?" He asked and I giggled gently pushing him away before I straightened my bathrobe.
"There isn't a back door to this house, John. Besides I have a feeling I know who it is." I sighed, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before I started to head towards the front door with John just behind me a slight frown of his face. Unlocking the door I pulled it open to reveal the rest of the Mike Tyson Mystery team. "Good morning. Would you like to come in?" I said with a faint smile as Pigeon nudged Yung who just narrowed her eyes at him.
As they entered my house Mike in the lead I noticed Pigeon looking at me then John and back a smile on his face. Once I started to head back to the kitchen, intending on making breakfast for John and I, John raised an eyebrow at Pigeon when he sniggered.
"What's so funny?" John sighed, arms crossed against his chest as Pigeon gave him a wide smile. "So I stayed the night. So what? We had a drink here and Jennifer didn't want me driving home."
"We're only a block away." Yung commented and I I rubbed at my nose again, mostly to relieve the headache.
"If you're going to make excuses at least come up with something better than 'I didn't want to drink and drive'." Pigeon commented and John rolled his eyes as he followed me.
As I was setting the orange juice container down on the counter Pigeon jumped up onto the seat beside John. "Are you sure you don't want me to cook?" John asked and I grinned, turning around as he sat there.
"Wellll...you're probably a better cook then me. Though you are the guest." I pointed out and he laughed climbing from the seat before we both heard sniggering. "Okay what's so funny?"
"You two didn't? You did!" He laughed as I felt my cheeks heating up, John clearing his throat as well. "You had sex!"
"Pigeon, be quiet!" John hissed as Pigeon held a wing over his beak not hiding his amusement. "Alright so we had a few drinks and one thing led to another." He finally answered and I grinned as he moved around the kitchen counter, draping an arm around my shoulders.
"Why do you think John stayed the night? For my winning personality?" I asked and John raised both eyebrows at me for several seconds. Noticing the small smile that appeared on my lips he sighed, giving me a tiny smile in return.
"Oh thank goodness. For a moment there I thought you were being serious." John replied and I giggled as he wrapped both arms around my waist this time. Ignoring Pigeon's wide-eyed stare I leaned in for a kiss from John getting one after a slight pause.
"Hang on a second. Didn't you say that something bad would happen if a human and a ghost had sex?" Pigeon interrupted and I glanced at him with a silly smile on my face mostly due to the fact John had his nose buried in my neck now.
"Hmm? Nothing bad happened to us the opposite in fact. The world didn't end so those angels must have been lying." I replied, giggling when John kissed my neck. "John told me everything."
"Though the world definitely moved. I for one recall that very vividly." John agreed and Pigeon rolled his eyes, heading back to the living room so he wouldn't have to see us making out. "Huh looks like we've offended him." John added, raising an eyebrow at Pigeon's retreating back.
"Too bad. I guess it's just us then." I replied and he turned back pulling me in for a kiss I felt all the way to my toes.
