I wake up again, but not by my alarm. It's 'nother knock at the door. "Ughhhh who is that?" i mutter, getting up and draggin ass to the door. "Hello?" I rub the back of my neck and keep my eyes closed. "Hello Mr. Hyde. I know this is your room and all, but opening the door shirtless is considered rude." I open one eye to Iris.

"Maybe, but I dont hear no one else complaining." I yawn and stretch. "Anything I can do for you evil step mother?" I ask, smirking at her offended look. "E-evil step mother?! Your still rude as ever Mr. Hyde!" I see the steam comin out her ears again. I chuckle as she pouts and crosses her arms, but doesnt leave. "Yep. Now whud ya want?" I give her my best friendly smile. She looks at me with her feisty as ever eyes and her pulled back hair. Somethings just never change...

"I was wondering if you saw that bellboy...ummmm.."

"Louie?" I offer. "Yes! He was suppose to bring my bags up twenty minutes ago! I swore never to stay in this place again but here I am! Surrounded by hick criminals, rude kids, not to mention the rude adults." I look at nails as I feel her burning gaze on my. I look at her. "huh?"

"Ahhhh!" she yells and stomps her feet then stomps off to her room, 211. "Yo Hyde!"

'Wonder who that could be...' I look down the hall to see Louie running to me. "Hows flirtin with the fox goin?" he winks and nudges my arm with his elbows. "Do that again and I'll make sure to break your arm." I growl, rubbing my face. "Jeez! Okay officer!" I sigh. "I wasnt flirtin with the princess. I've got a dinner date soon anyways." I smile with pride. "You sly dog! Two things though. One, why are you shirtless dude? And two, with who?" I grumble as I skip the first question. "With Grace."

"Kid's mom? Whoo! She is one foxy mama, I'll give ya that!" I grill him. He coughs and rubs his head. "I mean, I dig man." I hold off the urge to ring his neck. "What time is it?" I ask, rubbing my face again. "Almost 6 bells." I snap my head to him. "Shit..Gotta get ready..." I mumble. "I dig, I dig. See ya later officer." he does his small salute and walks off. I close the door to my room and look in my old briefcase and take out my red button down shirt. Then I look through my case again for some other shirt. 'Cant wear this...Not my white shirt either..I havent been this nervous since...' I trail off to a deep, far away memory.

"I dunno! I dunno!" I huff looking through my closet. "Wear anything Hyde." i hear his voice say as he wraps his arms around me. "Anything?" I mumble, leaning in to the warmth. "Anything." he growls seductively in my ear.

I snap from my thoughts and shake my head. 'That was before Rachel...before now, before Grace. None of that happened again...no guys, no nothin.' I shake my head again, pickup my red shirt and head to the bathroom.

I look at myself in the mirror. "Hair, check." I try to smooth down the rest of it but it just pops back up. "I guess...Teeth, check." I smile, my pearly whites shinning. A knock at the door pulls me away from myself. "Comin'!" I open the-

"Grace?" I ask, kinda surprised. "I'm not a shape shifter." she smiles and I chuckle. "You'd be one hell of one if you were." she laughs and I look at her. 'She's...beautiful.' her hair, falling gracefully(Pun not intended) on her shoulders, framing her face, her gray eyes light and like mercury and lastly her dress, black and slim, showing her curvy, hourglass body. "Dear holy mother of Jones." I whisper. "Staring's rude Mr. Hyde."

"Not in this case." I smile as she gives a smile. "Maybe. We have a dinner date, right Kyle?" her long eyelashes look up at me and my heart almost stops. "Damn right!" I smile as I follow her downstairs.

"So then, later I hear Melissa calling her father 'little man'" we laugh and the candle in the middle of us flickers. I subside to a smile and watch as the glow of the fire shines on her face. Her small yet plump lips in a smile, her baby blue eyes sparkling, her blond behead hair-

'Wait...that doesnt sound right...' I blink and there's Grace. Gray eyes and all. 'Who the hell was that?'

"May I take your order?" Jeff walks over and gives me a big smile. I cough and look to Grace. "Ladies first."

"I'll have the garlic smothered ribs, side of potatoes and a large cup of water." me and Jeff look at her then exchange looks. "Well damn! Make that two kid." I tell him, not taking my eyes off of Grace. "Comin right up."

Jeff's POV

I practically stomp to the kitchen. 'Not like anyone would notice!' I huff. "Hey Louie! Two smothered ribs with a side a pats!" I tell him through the small window into the kitchen. "Comin up!" he calls back. I peek out the door and watch Kyle and that hooker hold hands over the table. 'Bitch.' I snort. 'She's so skanky. She-'

"Yo Jeff!" I jump and turn to Louie. "Food's ready. You okay? Not gonna drop 'em are ya?" he does his goofy smile and I sigh. "No I'm not gonna drop them...Just..." i rub my arm nervously. "It's Hyde aint it? Him being on his date with Grace?" I look away from his super serious, tell-me-the-truth face. "Why would it be him? Nothing about him should bother me.."

"Should doesnt mean 'isnt'."

'Damn...For a dummy, he hit the nail on the head.'

"So what if it is? Nothing you or I can do bout it." I look back at him. 'Oh shit!' it's that smile. That 'Oh really?' smile. "Whad about-"

"No."

"I didnt even-"

"You dont have to! No to whatever complex fucked up scheme your thinkin' bout!" I huff grabbing the plates and head out. "Here you go." I see Kyle's light brown, bedhead hair, dark green eyes, and perfect smile and for a minute, I dream that smile is just for me. I give him my biggest smile and place his plate down. "Thanks kid." I blush a little. "N-no problem." then I turn to her. I try and keep the same big smile but i cant help it, it flatters a little. "Thanks Jeff." she gives me a bright smile and I almost stop hating her guts. Almost.

I hum and turn back to Kyle. "I'll be back with your drinks." I give him a wink, place my notepad in my apron and walk off. When I get to the kitchen-
"Ohhhhh..mygod! Why'd I'd do that?!" I ask myself leaning against the wall. "What? Be a little tease, skipping to the kitchen?" Louie snickers. "Aw shit...I skipped?" I huff as he pats my back. 'What am I gonna do?'

Normal POV

'Did...did he just wink at me? And skip to the back?' I turn back to the kitchen door. "I dont think he likes me very much." Grace laughs a little and I turn back to my plate. "Who, Jeff? The kid's like that."I shrug, pocking up one of my ribs. "You know him?"

"He was here and has been here for the past two years. I mean..we dont really have hangout dates but, I know him." I eat slowly, trying not to look like a slob. "You dont say?" she hums. I look at her face. "Know the kid too?" she looks at me and shakes her head. "Me? Besides the couple of times we've met here, no." I eye her. 'Thats not very convincing...' I leave it be, think it best not to investigate her. We finish diner and I walk her to her room. "Thank you officer." she smiles, opening her door. "Anytime ma'am. It's dangerous 'round here. 'Specially with Louie, at most Dunning or Rose, as guards." we share a laugh and then a kiss. Girl's surprising, I'll give her that...'n her lips are soft...

I hook my arms around her waist, pushing our bodies together. She breaks the kiss but we dont move, our pants mingling. "Good night Kyle." she breaks away from me and goes into her room. "Damn..." I mumble. I look down at my pants. 'Nothing...Maybe 'cause I know I aint gettin any tonight.' I huff and walk to my room. I strip down and hit the shower. I come out and wrap towel around my waist. Before I get a chance to put on my clothes, another knock raps at my my door...again. 'Does my door have a sign that say "Please come and knock, I'm not busy"...fucking knocks.' I open the door in my towel, thinkin maybe it's Iris, and she hates when I answer the door whatever naked, or maybe it's Grace. 'Couldnt help it huh?'

"Just couldnt wait to get your hands on-" I open the door- "kid?!" I spot Jeff's blue eyes standing in the doorway, red tainting his cheeks. "What'd ya doin kid?" I narrow my eyes, pissed. 'Louie probably told him I wasnt gettin any,and sent this punk to laugh.'

"I-I...Louie sent me up here..." he turns his face away and I remember I'm in nothin but a towel. But instead of closing the door more, I open it more. "For what?" he doesnt answer. "Punk, for what?" I grab his chin and make him look at me. "Stop it!" he hisses and pulls away, his face cutely red and I smile. "This box came for you." he shoves a small box in my hands. "Put on some pants...and a shirt. This isnt a beach, perv." he stomps away. I sigh and close the door, throwing the box on my bed. I stare at the box a little then go over and open it. Theres a small note.

Hey sweetie. Sorry I cant call you or something but…well you give me a call Kyle.
-Rach

I keep looking at the note. "There's something wrong…She never uses my name unless somethings wrong or it's something serious…" I look at the phone in my room. I get up quickly and call Racheal. "This Racheal, sorry I cant come to the phone but if it's past 7 I'm asleep. Leave a message."I sigh and look at my watch next to the phone.

8:59

'Guess I'll give her a call tomorrow. Mean, if it was serious, she'd pick up her phone no matter what.' I yawn and get dressed in my sweats and white tee. I head to sleep and ignore the feeling in my gut.

'Somethin's comin….'

A/N- Sorry for the shortness hope youu enjoyed this and stick with me on this story! Please RRA!