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Chapter 3: Getting to Know One Another

I wearily eyed the building in front of me as I walked up the stairs. It just didn't feel like home anymore. Maybe it was time to move out into the dorms and indebt myself even more. If only I'd been born rich. But then again I might never have met Evelyn. I sighed as I opened the door only to be greeted by complete and utter silence. My heart sped up as I made my way down the hall towards the kitchen. The silence persisted. I flicked on the lights and cried out.

I'd completely forgotten that my "brothers" were gone for the evening for some reason or another. I had the house to myself.

I. Had. The. House. To. Myself.

My joy was somewhat dampened by the fact that I was alone in this house, another reminder that Evelyn was well and truly gone forever. But nothing could really take away from this rare moment of peace.

Running into my room, I dropped my bag onto the floor next to my bed, and began undressing. The night was mine along with the bathroom and I was going to take advantage of that fact by taking a long bubble bath. I'd never gotten more than fifteen minutes in the bathroom ever since they'd moved in. And it seemed clear to me that unless I wanted to join in their communal ways it would stay that way.

I carried my MP3 and portable speakers into the bathroom with me, along with some scented salts and candles. Who needed to go to a spa?

I let the water run as I went back in my room for one final item: my old copy of Kushiels' Dart. Nothing could relax me like reading a good book. After opening the MP3 I slid into the warm water and let the scents wash over me.

Picking up my book I settle more comfortably against the rim of the tub and began reading as the first notes of the song played.

About fifteen minutes later, I found myself singing along the song's lyrics and put my book aside, eyes too tired to continue reading. I sank deeper into the tub, drawing my feet towards me a little, and leaned my head against the side of the tub closing my eyes. Come on closer I wanna show you What I'd like to do You sit back now Just relax now I'll take care of you Gonna take it slow babe Do it my way Keep your eyes on me Your reaction To my action Is what I want to see I don't know how I failed to realize that there was someone else in the house, but I did. My eyes snapped open as I heard the door of the bathroom open. I could make out the frame Jack's frame leaning heavily against the door yawning. He must not have seen me at first because he turned the lights on a second later and stopped dead in his tracks. And stared. Rhythmic motion Raw emotion Infiltrating through Sweet sensations Hot temptations Coming over you And stared some more. I have to admit that I wasn't much help either because I was also busy staring, struck dumb by shock. How could I have forgotten to lock the door when I lived with three very male, a little too male, homosapiens? And now you're satisfied A twinkle in your eye Go to sleep for ten And anticipating I will be waiting For you to wake again I'm pretty sure my face was scarlet by this time as I drew my legs even closer to my chest. The music was in no way helping my mortification. Hot temptations Sweet sensations Infiltrating through Sweet sensations Hot temptations Coming over you

"Sorry," I finally managed to choke out, "I didn't know anyone else was home. I didn't mean to wake you or anything…umm could you turn around or just leave the room so I can get out…Please?"

He seemed to snap out of it then. Giving me a languid grin, he turned around slowly, still saying nothing. Greeeeeeeeeat! I'd given them even more ammo to rib me with. I don't think I was made to have brothers. Especially not like the ones I seemed to have acquired…somehow.

I grabbed a towel and tried to quickly get up. Big mistake. My foot slipped and I grabbed onto the shower curtain, making enough noise for Jack to turn around and rush to help me. Another big mistake, but at least it wasn't mine this time, because we then both fell in the tub with him on top.

I lay there in pain for about a second and then remembered that he was still injured. "Hey you okay?" I asked worried.

I got no answer, but I knew he was fine. The jerk was laughing. Making sure first that it was his good shoulder I hit him lightly. "It's not funny."

"Yes it is." He laughed outright this time.

His laughter was infectious and I found myself laughing along with him. We were still entangled in the tub when a voice clearly cut through our mirth. "I can't leave you kids alone for one minute."

Bobby was standing in the doorway.

"Fairy, what did I tell you about lying to girls about your sexual preferences?"

Maybe the bath had been a bad idea.

A/N: So sorry about the long absence…but well I had nothing for this. Anyway, short I know, but I only have a general idea about where I want this to go.