Saturday, October 11, 2014 – 8:59 AM

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Kara forced one eye open, glaring at all of the sunlight in her bedroom. If there was one complaint she had about effectively living with Danny, it was that he was far too cheerful in the morning and he did obnoxious things like opening the shades. Checking the other side of the bed, Kara confirmed that she was alone, wondering what woke her.

Listening closely, she heard the murmur of male voices from the hallway. Maybe after five days of being ignored Frankie had come to check up on Danny? Rolling over, Kara dug around in the sheets until she found Danny's t-shirt, slipping it over her shoulders before trudging across the room for clean underwear and a pair of lounge pants.

"Breakfast!"

Rounding the corner to the kitchen, Kara took in the delicious scent of coffee and freshly baked bagels. Picking up one of the coffee cups – since they both drank their coffee black it didn't matter which one – she opened the brown paper bag, considering the selection before choosing the blueberry one. "Yum. Did you run out?"

"Burk brought them over." Danny picked up her bagel as well as an onion one, slicing both open and popping them in the toaster oven.

A full minute passed before the words punctuated Kara's not-yet-awake mind. "Burk as in Carlton Burk?"

"The very one." Danny sounded amused.

Kara stared at him. "Carlton brought over bagels?"

"Alisha was apparently worried and asked him to swing by and check on you," Danny explained.

"Is he still here?" Kara demanded.

"Nope." The note of amusement was back in Danny's voice. "He said that he texted you."

Groaning, Kara pushed her way into the bedroom to retrieve her phone which, sure enough, indicated that she had four new messages.

Bagels?

Where are you? A's worried. Said to track you down.

Bringing coffee. Be there in five.

Dude, what does he have that I don't? Wink, wink.

Scowling, Kara padded back down the hall and tossed the phone on the table. "Why did you answer the door?"

Danny's voice was cool as he leaned against the counter, twirling his coffee cup. "Why does it matter? Am I a secret?"

"Of course you aren't." Dropping her head into her arms, Kara moaned. "Carlton's like my brother. Having him know anything about my sex life is just…wrong. Do you talk about your sex life with your sister?"

"God, no." Danny visibly shuddered.

Really looking at Danny for the first time that morning, Kara noticed that all he was in a tight gray t-shirt, running shorts, and sneakers, most likely having gone to the gym while she was sleeping. "Please tell me that you were wearing more clothes when you saw him, at least."

"Nope, but I don't think Carlton swings that way."

Kara's phone pinged again, this time Alisha. Shippers tonight? Scowling Kara typed a quick reply. Carlton? Of all people? The response was immediate. Next time answer your phone. Or I'll send Slattery. She glanced at Danny. "I hate my friends."

Danny pulled the bagels out of the toaster oven, sliding a plate in front of Kara. "Eat. It will make you feel better."