Caitlyn's POV

Nate and I decided to clean the dishes from breakfast, despite Rosetta's protests, before proceeding to the living room where we collapsed on the couch in a tight lip lock. I was on my back as Nate hovered over me on his knees. He hungrily kissed my lips, his tongue exploring every crevice of my mouth. My hands knotted in Nate's curly hair as his hands ran up and down my bare back, his hands under my pajama shirt. Goose bumps were erupting over my entire body and we were both panting and moaning in pleasure, a little too excited for our actions to be considered innocent.

"Cait! I'm home from… What the hell?!"

Nate shot off me so quickly I barely understood what was going on.

"Donny!" I exclaimed, breathlessly. I pushed my hair from my face. "What are you doing home?"

Donny was my 20 year old brother who went to university a few hours away.

"I thought I'd come home from university for a visit so you wouldn't be lonely," Donny said tightly, shooting daggers at Nate.

"Well, I'm glad you're home, Don!" I said with fake happiness, standing up and pulling my shirt that had ridden up because of Nate and wrapping my arms around Donny's middle.

"Don't change the subject. Who is this… guy?"

I sighed and walked over to Nate taking his hand. "Donny, this is my boyfriend Nate…"

"Nice to meet you," Nate said quietly, obviously nervous.

"Listen here punk, if you EVER hurt Cait, I shove my foot so far up your ass, you don't even WANT to know what the result will be!" Donny said with a threatening voice.

"No, you listen Donny! I'm 17, not 10. I can take care of myself, so back off!" I fumed, before grabbing hold of Nate's face and kissing him hard in order to prove my point. Donny huffed and stalked up the stairs towards his old bedroom.