A/N: Okay after the last chapter, this was just needed. Remember when I rated this story T... if you actually thought I could keep this rated T... LOL. Enjoy! xx Mariah

Ages:

Jim - 49
Melinda - 45
Ned - 23
Katie - 20

Katie looked out the window of the cozy and surprisingly large apartment she shared with Ned in Grandview. The view they had of the square was lovely. It was a definite improvement over the view she had in her apartment in the city during her time at NYU.

She moved from the window, staring at the pile of boxes stacked next to the bedroom door. Katie saw Ned's eyes pass over the stack as he walked through the door and she grimaced.

"I know. There's still a lot to unpack," she sighed as she gestured to the pile. "It's mostly clothes, but I still need to go shopping for some basic stuff I left Hannah within the city."

"Did she find another roommate?" He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Not yet," she said and sat down next to him. "She and Brandon have to pick between two people."

"How was the last trip to get the last of the boxes?" He asked, his hand squeezing her thigh. "Emotional?"

"It was okay, and definitely not as bad as I thought it could be. I wasn't super attached to that place." She laughed, smiling at him as his hand crept up her thigh. "It wasn't that great of an apartment, just something basic. Plus I'm glad I don't have to keep seeing Toby."

"Yeah, that jackass." He muttered. "I'm glad you're here with me."

Silence settled between them—not entirely uncomfortable, but not easy, either.

"I burned all of the pictures I found of me and Toby. I didn't know that I even still had them," Katie suddenly told him, feeling in a mood to share with him.

Ned blinked in surprise at the admission. "You burned them?" He laughed.

"Yeah, Hannah and I both did with some liquid courage." she snickered, leaning into him. "And then we lit candles to hide the evidence."

Ned's lips quirked up in a small smile. It was funny, but in that sad way that didn't warrant any laughter. From him. "You just burned them all? Really?" He asked.

"Yup." Katie's lips popped at the end of the word, and she bravely met his gaze. "We almost set the alarm off."

The smile on his face grew and then he reached out, slipped a hand behind her neck, and hauled her against him. His lips met hers with no resistance at all and Katie all but climbed his body in an attempt to get closer. It happened quickly from there. They shed their clothes until they were just skin against skin.

Ned effortlessly lifted Katie into his arms and pressed her against the living room wall as one hand plucked at a pert nipple. He pinned her there with his hips as he pulled his belt loose and let his band drop to the floor before moving her shorts enough to see that she was not wearing any panties.

"Scandalous," he chuckled as he nipped at her collarbone, moving down to suck her nipple through the fabric of her tank top.

And then he was inside of her and it was as amazing as the last time, as every time.

"Ned!" She yelled, throwing her head back as he pressed his face into her chest, his mouth around her nipple and nipping at the skin. "Oh God! Yes... right there..."

As he pulled out slowly, he let her fall back against him in order to grab her by the backside of her ass and spread her legs wide. She peeled his shirt off him and threw it to the floor.

Her legs came up on either side of him, pressing against his sides and holding him closer to her body. Little gasps escaped her lips with each thrust he made. Her fingers gripped his shoulder as the other grasped the sheets on the bed. He pressed his lips to her neck without losing rhythm. She lifted her hips to meet his. The friction between their bodies was building, and she knew that she was so, so close.

The move had caused distance, not intentionally, but she so focused on getting settled, she'd let him slide from her first priority. She hadn't given him enough attention, enough moments with her that weren't rushed or awkward.

Katie's orgasm hit her hard and fast and she screamed Ned's name as she cradled him closer to her body with her legs. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into the taut muscles. The feel of her contracting around him caused him to fall over the edge, his hips jerked, once, twice, and then he rolled onto his back and she took him into her mouth.

His hand pounded against the mattress as he came into her mouth.

She flopped back on the bed, lying there quietly at first and until she curled into him with a smile on her face.

"Missed a little," he wiped her mouth clean and leaned into her in such a way that he wasn't crushing her, and he pressed his face into her neck. He pressed his lips to her soft skin as she closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh.

Right now, she would just relish the feel of his naked body pressed against hers.

"We should shower," she suggested, pulling her top over her head. "I can unpack some boxes after dinner."

"I can help," he marked her just below her jaw and pulled her lips to his.

"I'm sorry for being so occupied lately," she said in between a lazy moment of their kiss. There was a knock at the door and she sighed. "Oh, shit. I forgot that I made lunch plans with my parents," she cursed, patting his chest as she sat up.

"I'll stall, you shower. Should probably brush your teeth too." He kissed her neck as he pulled back, grabbing his boxers and pants from his ankles and pulling them up.

"Thank you!" She praised and kissed him, dashing off quickly. "I love you"

Too quick because he couldn't truly admire the way Katie's ass bounced when she walked away from him naked. He waited for the shower to be on before he zipped his pants and opened the door. He hadn't fixed his belt.

Jim noticed, and Melinda had rolled her eyes while snickering. He'd also forgotten to pull on his shirt.

"Hey there Ned, how's the unpacking coming along? I guess I shouldn't be surprised to see you shirtless." Jim chuckled as Ned fixed his belt and then walked back toward the bedroom to quickly grab himself an undershirt. "Are you joining us for lunch?"

"Hi guy, yes." Ned stuttered, trying to fix his hair quickly and then coming back to the living room. "Come in. Katie's in the shower."

"Clothes still on the floor in the bedroom, I'm assuming? Are we interrupting something?" Melinda laughed, smiling at the young man who her daughter had recently moved in with. It had been a long time coming now that they would be celebrating their second anniversary this holiday season. "We can make it dinner instead of lunch."

"No. No. Not interrupting," Ned smiled at her, kissing the mother of his girlfriend on the cheek and settled her on the living room couch. "Just changing. Make yourselves at home. We'll just be a minute. There are still a lot of boxes, but I think Katie said they were mostly clothes we still need to unpack and put away in her closet."

Jim entered last and closed the door behind them. The shower clicked off as Ned disappeared back to the room, pulled on a clean blue button-up shirt, leaving it open for now as he sprayed a little cologne and fixed his hair again in the mirror.

"You clean up fast," Katie closed the bedroom door behind her and let the towel from her head fall, her hair hanging damp over her shoulder.

"I better get out there before they think we're doing something again," he whispered, looking over her figure. "They were teasing me enough as is answering the door with my belt undone and shirt off."

She knew what she did to him in something as revealing as just a towel. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward her. "Should we be doing something?" She laughed, letting the towel slip. His hand touched the wet skin of her stomach, sliding around to her back and up to her shoulders.

He laughed, her lips touching his throat as he tried to pull from her grasp. He backed into the door with a loud thud and she laughed, nibbling on his ear as she palmed him through his pants.

"Katie," he groaned, closing his eyes as she grabbed his white shirt and slid her hands under it. "As good as your hands feel… your parents are right in the living room."

"Since when has it been me wanting you and you holding back?" She eyed him and stepped back.

"Not often," he itched the back of his neck as she turned and went into her closet and resurfaced, hair in a loose braid and nice blue romper on. "Almost better than the towel…"

"Almost works for me," she smiled and kissed him as his hands slipped around her waist and up the slit of her back. Katie kept moving, pulling him with her as they walked out, his head turning away from kissing her neck just as her parents looked up. "Hi, mom, dad. I thought we weren't meeting until one?" She smiled as she hugged them. "I was just so sweaty from loading all the boxes from the car with Ned that I needed to shower."

"Loading boxes, eh?" Jim winded his arm around Melinda's waist, chuckling.

Katie settled by Ned's side with a smile as she looked up at her father. Ned's hair had given it away and the mark on her collarbone and jaw. They still looked nice, his blue button-up and khakis still clean and crisp. Her light blue romper to match.

"Yeah, loading boxes dad." She breathed, looking back at them. "Shall we go for lunch?"

"We shall," Melinda shook her head as Jim went to open the door.

Ned slid on his flip flops and Katie chose her sandals too. He kissed her cheek, his lips lingering there much longer than necessary—but she didn't really mind. Had she ever?