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West woke up in his bed; he was half naked considering what had happened the night before. He hadn't opened his eyes yet but he moved his arms around inside his covers, trying to find Claire's body resting next to him. He couldn't so, opening his eyes and sitting up on the edge of his bed, he got up.

"Wait, guess I'm going to need my pants" he thought looking at himself in his underwear, he grabbed the pair of jogging pants from the chair in front of the desk, he putted them on, barefoot and shirtless, he went downstairs.

Half way to the kitchen he heard the sound of the stove and noticed that something smelled great. Silently, the boy walked in to see Claire barefoot as well, with her hair up in a messy pony tail and wearing the t-shirt he couldn't find next to the jogging pants he was wearing. She was making French toasts.

"Good morning, honey" he said, holding her from behind.

"Hey, made you breakfast" she replied kissing his cheek.

"I see that, it looks pretty good"

"Thank you, see? You can make waffles, I can make French toasts, here, try" Claire handed over a blue plate with a pile of toasts on top.

"Oh, these are great" West exclaimed as he bitted the second toast. She smiled and kissed him while he was still chewing.

"You look really good with my shirt on" he said after looking at her from head to toe for a few moments.

"I just grabbed the first thing I could find, your room is very dark in the morning, you know?" she said, she didn't understand what he meant…

"Yeah, I know, I haven't got a pretty girl like you in my room before, now it will have more light, probably just to see you…" he joked "you didn't really understood what I said about my shirt, right?" he asked and drank some orange juice.

"Mmm, I don't know, what was it?" she looked a bit confused.

"Err, let's put it this way, I tried to say, with other words, that you look sexy as hell right now!" he walked up to her and kissed her, she putted her glass of juice down on the table as he moved her against the wall.

"Hey, I like you without a shirt" she breathes out between kisses.

"I like you without pants!" he answered, raising an eyebrow "could I convince you for a second?" he teased.

"I was about to ask the same" she replied the tease, grabbing his neck and pulling him towards her to kiss. He lifted her up from the floor and they kissed all the way back to bed.

West putted Claire on his bed and laid on top of her as they kissed and she stroked his back, he began to take off the t-shirt she had on. His hand was half way up her belly when her cell phone ringed, it was on the night stand and she picked up, he was still kissing her neck.

"Mom?" she answered after seeing the caller id, West broke the kisses away and looked at Claire's face.

"Where the hell are you?" Sandra yelled and her voice heard across the auricular.

"I'm with West, mom, I told you yesterday, he was ill" she tried to defend herself.

"Claire, you get back here right now, you hear me!?" the mother said and finally hung up.

The girl closed her pink phone and looked at West, who was still on top of her "I think I'll better go home…" Claire said moving from under him.

"Sure, we can end up getting dressed and I can take you home" he said and walked up to where she was standing, he stood in front of her and took off the shirt she was wearing to put it on himself "fly or drive?"

"What's faster?" she asked tying her shoelaces.

"Mmm, flight" he answered heading to the bedroom door.

"Ok, well fly" she stopped him from the door "hey, I love you and I'm very happy about last night, West"

"I know, I love you too and last night was amazing" he smiled, trying not to blush he kissed her.

They walked into the back yard and flew to Claire's home. Ten minutes later, West landed on her back yard and putted her down.

"I think you'd better fly off right now, baby" they kissed quickly and she walked inside.

"Where were you?" Sandra inquired from the living room.

"I was at West's" Claire said calmly.

"Honey, I don't mind you staying over but you should have called me, told me or something" the mom explained.

"I know, I'm sorry, mom, but we fell asleep" Claire thought about her words for a moment "damn, I shouldn't have said that!" she added looking at her mother's expression.

"You sleep with him?" Sandra enquired.

"Yes, mom" she replied pretty embarrassed.

"We are talking about the same thing here, right? You sleep with him as in you had sex with him, right?" mom made sure.

"Yes, mom" she replied again, even more embarrassed.

Sandra walked up to Claire and putted her hands on her daughter's arms "dear, it's ok, you did everything right, didn't you?"

"Yes, you don't have to worry about that, mom, and he was very good" again she thought after she had spoken "I mean, nice, gentle…"

Later on that night, West called Claire on her cell.

"How the conversation went?" he asked.

"Good, but I kind of missed up my words so now mom knows we had sex…" she answered trying not to make a big deal of it.

"WHAT?" he yelled.

"It's ok, she was ok" Claire tried to calm him down "and I said you were good"

"Again, what?!"

"I mean nice" she attempted to fix it.

"It's such a good thing that I love you" he responded.

"I know, I love you too"

"Good night, babe" he said.