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Then an arm snaked around his waist and they snapped open again.

Mark jumped out of the bed, holding a sheet around his waist. Jeff just stared up at him, really confused.

Mark just licked his lips nervously, and tried to say something but couldn't. He thought about freaking out, but it would hurt Jeff. He thought about saying something sweet but didn't want to freak him out. He just sighed.

"Jeff, what did last night mean to you?" he asked. He could find out and then tweak his answer.

"'Last night?' Dude, you were wasted so I brought you back to your room. Nothing happened. I put you in your bed after you stripped to your underwear, and you asked me to stay. So I did. But I'm gay, and you're straight, so I kind of anticipated your response," he explained, calmly.

I may have been, but that was before you, Mark thought.

"I've got to go call Mo," he mumbled. He turned to Jeff. Nervously, he asked, "Do you maybe want to go get breakfast? With me?"

"Um, sure. Yeah, that sounds good," he responded a little shocked. "I'm going to use the bathroom."

He turned and went into the bathroom and Mark sprinted for the phone and hurriedly tapped Maureen and Joann's room.

"Hello?" a very tired Roger answered.

"Roger?" he asked.

"No, it's Santa Clause. Yes it's Roger you idiot! What do you need?"

"I woke up and Jeff was in my bed," he whispered furiously.

"Who's Jeff?" Roger wasn't exactly shocked that a Mark slept with a guy, but this was still big news.

"A guy I met at the bar last night, but he says nothing happened. I don't know what to believe though," he said still whispering.

"Well, you either can trust him or look around. Is there anything pointing towards the way of saying that something happened?"

"Okay, thanks, man. You're a great friend," he said before hanging up. He began to search the room.

(Maureen/Joann (for now) Roger/Mimi)

After hanging up from his strange conversation with Mark, Roger turned his attention back to Mimi. Then it set in.



"I'm going to be a dad," he whispered as he brushed a hair out of Mimi's peaceful face. "You're so beautiful." He pressed a kiss onto her forehead. She stirred and woke up.

"Hey, honey. Why are we in MoJo's suite?" Realization crossed her face. "Oh yeah, your parents. Which reminds me, we're having breakfast with my mom at eleven."

"Oh, um, okay. Sounds good. One question though, why don't you have morning sickness? I thought it was supposed to be bad in the first few weeks or months," he asked.

She inhaled sharply. How is she going to tell Roger she had been pregnant a full month and a half before then?

"Um, I'm more than a month ahead," she explained. "I mean, I have been pregnant for almost two months now." She braced herself for Roger's wrath. It never came.

"As long as it's mine," he replied kissing her. She deepened it and, all too soon, they heard Maureen.

"Ew! Straight people making out! Get a room!"

"Morning, Mo!" she mumbled onto Roger's lips. He pushed her off gently.

"That was a mood killer," he giggled. Mimi looked at Roger questionably.

He giggled some more, "I'm silly in the morning!"

(Angel and Collins)

"Bye, Mama! You have to come visit us soon," Angel said hugging her departing mother.

"You too, Mom. It was great to see you. I love you," he said hugging her.

As soon as their parents left, Collins dragged Angel onto the bed determined to finish what their mothers had interrupted.

Before she could protest, he pressed his lips, feather light, on her neck. She moaned in response, and pulled at Collins shirt buttons. They weren't cooperating with her so she just pulled hard and they all popped off. Collins laughed but kept his mouth on her neck. Agonizingly slowly, he made his way up to her lips, and she grabbed the collar of his broken shirt and pulled him as close as atomically possible.

(A few hours later… hint, hint!)

"Honey, I think we broke the head board," Angel mumbled sleepily as she drew hearts on Collins' bare chest. He looked up and, sure enough, there was a rather large crack going through the wood.

"It's not completely broken," he responded, as she looked up and burst out laughing.

"Imagine how many beds we would've gone through if the one at home wasn't metal!" she gasped out between giggles. He started to laugh too at the thought. After quieting down a little Collins' got an idea.

"Hey Ange, want to see just how much those neighbors can take?" Mischief gleamed in his eye.

She just raised an eyebrow and got on her knees and started pounding on the wall with her fists. Collins joined in and started moaning. A few seconds later Angel joined in and, lo and behold, there was a knock on the door. They froze.

"Should I go get it?" Collins asked a little frightened.



"Yeah, I want to come out in my wig while they're there," she said with a wink. He leapt from the bed and opened the door.

(Maureen and Joann)

Maureen had ordered room service and munching happily on some bacon when Joann came back in the room.

"So did you tell them to 'shut the hell up?'" she asked.

"Um, yeah. But it was awkward," Joann replied.

Maureen cocked her head. "How was it awkward?"

"For one, I interrupted this big guy and his girlfriend, and, two, it was Angel and Collins!"

Maureen sent bits of bacon flying as she burst out laughing.

"Oh my- You interrupted- Ha!" she gasped. Joann just glared and walked into the bathroom to try to clear the mental images of her friends.

Next chapter will be Mark and Jeff's breakfast date. YES IT'S A DATE! YAY! Marky wil finally get someone!