I know I suck! I keep promising that these will be out every week and every week something comes up and I don't update… but I promise that I will get back on track.

"How long does it take it for one man to walk to his door?" Gabriella asked annoyed.

They were standing at Mr. Jones' door waiting for him to answer.

Troy chuckled lightly, "I don't know babe."

Today they were going to ask Mr. Jones what they had to do in order for Troy to move in with Gabriella. They have only been waiting for three minutes but Gabriella hated whenever she had to talk to Mr. Jones.

"What do you want?"

They both looked to see Mr. Jones standing at his door in his boxers and a bathrobe.

"Mr. Jones, we were wondering if we could talk to you about what we need to do in order for Troy to move in with me." Gabriella said trying not look anywhere but at his face.

Mr. Jones looked at Troy and then back at Gabriella, "What do you pay me now?"

"Um $850 a month."

"Make it $1200 and it's your responsibility to get him his own key." With that Mr. Jones shut the door.

Gabriella just stared at the door not really knowing what to say. She turned to Troy who looked amused with the situation, "Did my rent just go down?"

"Technically, yes. We split the rent and it's only $600. And I already have a key," he smiled and then turned to head back to her apartment.

"Wait so now what do we do?" she asked following him.

"Now we just have to move my stuff in," he said while entering her apartment.

"Okay but there is definitely not enough room for all of your stuff, so I have to get rid some of mine." She added sitting down on the couch.

He turned from his position at the fridge, "True, and I will have to get rid of my stuff as well. I was thinking about telling my landlord to let the new people have my furniture."

"But you just bought that stuff like a month ago."

He sat down next to her, taking a sip from his water bottle, "Yeah and you just bought all this stuff two weeks ago, so technically my stuff is older." He looked at her with a smile on his face.

"But you're bed is better." She said leaning back and putting her feet on his lap.

Troy just chuckled, "Alright then we will go to my apartment later and we will go through my stuff and you can choose what you like from the furniture,"

"and your clothes."

Troy stopped and looked at her, "What's wrong with my clothes?"

"Nothing is wrong with them, it's just you have some weird clothes that you like."

"Weird? Which ones are weird?"

"That one shirt with that weird design."

"Oh come one that was from high school."

"Exactly and how old are you?"

"Twenty-nine," Troy responded with a smile on his face.

"See you have been out of high school for eleven years, it's time to stop wearing that shirt."

Troy grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs so that she ended up in his lap. "Be nice."

Gabriella giggled, "I'm just saying you can't wear that shirt until your eighty."

"And I don't plan on wearing it till I'm eighty, but I also don't plan on letting you throw it out," he said while leaning in to give her a kiss.

Gabriella kissed back bring her arms up around his neck pulling his face closer to her. He brought his hands to around her waist and slowly bringing them up under her shirt. Troy brushed his tongue along her bottom lip and Gabriella instantly parted her lips letting him enter her mouth before she used her tongue to start a battle of dominance. Troy was winning until Gabriella brought her hands to his head and ran them through his hair, tugging gently. Troy let out soft groan and Gabriella took the opportunity to take over in their tongue battle. Troy moved from her lips to her neck and softly pushed her back so he could lay on top of her.

"Mmm Troy."

Troy found the spot near her ear that makes her toes curl easily. He started to suck on the spot which sent Gabriella into frenzy. He brought his right hand up and gently squeezed her left breast. Gabriella couldn't control the moans coming from her mouth. She brought her right hand down and put it under his shirt dragging her nails up his lower stomach.

"Oh God," Troy groaned and squeezed her breast again. He brought his hand behind her and unsnapped her bra with ease. He brought her shirt up over her head and took her bra off. He kissed down her neck to her collar bone and started to kiss around her left breast.

"Oh Troy please," Gabriella gripped his hair again.

"One sec," Troy sat back and pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it somewhere. He leaned back in and took her nipple into his mouth.

"Oh Troy," Gabriella moaned and gripped his hair and pulled his head closer.

Troy moved from her breast back to her mouth plunging his tongue back in. He moved his right hand down and gripped her ass. Gabriella moved her hands to the button on his jeans and undid it. She placed her hands inside his pants and grabbed him in her hand.

"Gabs," Troy groaned while placing his head in the crook of her neck.

She continued to stroke him while he placed kisses on her neck. She stopped for a second to pull his pants and boxer briefs down. Troy helped and kicked them off before leaning back in and kissing her. She started to stroke him again and picked up the pace a little.

"Oh god that's good." He was just about to pull her jeans down when there was a knock on her front door. "Oh you've got to be kidding."

Gabriella stopped her hands, "Maybe they'll go away."

"Gabriella, I know you're here. Both yours and Troy's cars are here." Gabriella's mom's voice came through the door.

"Oh shit," Troy jumped up, butt ass naked, and ran into the bathroom and started the shower.

Gabriella watched him run into the bathroom from the couch before sitting up and looking for her shirt. "One second mom!" She didn't see her shirt but she grabbed Troy's and answered the door with annoyance. "Hi."

"Hello, are you going to let me in?"

"Actually me and Troy are getting ready to head to his place."

"Well can't I come in and talk while he his showering."

Gabriella sighed and then forced a smile on her face, "Sure."

Her mother walked in and sat with her back to the bathroom, thankfully. "Why are guys heading to Troy's?"

"Because no one in our family knows where it is, so they can't bother us," Gabriella responded with a great deal of sarcasm.

"Watch it young lady."

"We are going to sort through his stuff." As Gabriella said this the bathroom door opened and out walked a naked Troy running to Gabriella's room. Gabriella's eyes went wide when she saw him and her mom started to turn around to look at what she was looking at but Gabriella grabbed her arm and practically yelled, "Troy's moving in with me."

Thankfully that grabbed her attention and Troy was able to sneak into the bedroom. "Oh really? That's great! When did you decide this?"

"Um last night. We figured he spends all his time here anyways and it's closer to work so it makes sense."

"Did you talk to your landlord?"

"Yes we did earlier. Actually the amount of rent I have to pay goes down with him moving in by like $200."

Troy walked out of the room fully dressed, "Oh hello Mrs. Montez."

"How many times have I told you, it's Lupita. But anyways I heard you too are moving in together."

"Yes we figured it made more sense this way," he said while sitting next to Gabriella.

"Mom not to be rude but why the surprise visit?"

"What a mom can't just pop in on one of her daughters?"

"Not when the daughter is twenty-six and has a boyfriend that the mother knows practically lives with her."

Mrs. Montez stopped and looked at Gabriella, who was still annoyed that her mother interrupted, and then at Troy, who was looking anywhere but at her. "Did I interrupt something?" she asked not really sure if she wanted an answer.

"No yo,"

"Yes you did," Gabriella cut off Troy who looked at her with wide eyes.

"But he was in the sho… oh wow. I never thought I would be that mom." She looked almost mortified. She looked at the both of them again, "I am so sorry, I should have called. I still think that all my kids are just that, kids, I am so sorry. I really should have called. Thank god I didn't bring your brother, that would have been a disaster." She said standing up and walking towards the door. "I really did just come to say hi. I mean I haven't seen you in a couple weeks."

Gabriella started to feel guilty, "It's okay mom. Don't worry about it. We really were planning on heading to Troy's today anyways."

"I bet you were but I feel bad for interrupting you I mean you both work so much and I bet don't have a lot of time together alone anyways. I'll be leaving I have to pick your brother up from his friends house anyways. Bye love you."

"Love you too." With that her mom left and they were just sitting there looking at the door. "Well she couldn't have ran to the door fast enough."

"Yeah because you just made your mom think that we were having sex when she knocked."

"Well I'm sure we would have had she not knocked."

"Yeah we probably would have but I took care of that."

"Wait you 'took care' of it while me and my mom were sitting out here talking?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah I had to."

"Don't they make cold showers for that?"

Troy smiled and pulled her chair closer to his, "Well yeah, but you had me so hard that it wasn't working."

"So you chose to rub one out while my mom was sitting out here?"

"It was either that or I walk out here with a hard on."

Gabriella looked at him for a moment with no expression on her face, "That's still fucking weird."

"Yeah well try standing in the shower masturbating, picturing your incredibly sexy girlfriend, and all you can hear is her mom's voice. It makes you feel dirty."

"You picture me while you masturbate?" she asked with a look of disgust.

"Don't give me that look. Would rather I picture another woman?"

"Well no but I don't know how to feel about being pictured, how do you picture me? Like in my underwear? Naked? What?"

Troy just laughed a little, "I don't know it's different every time."

Gabriella's eyes went even wider, "Every time? How many times have you done it?"

"I don't know." Troy answered with a chuckle.

"Well when was the first time?"

Troy shifted a little, "The first time what?"

"The first time what? The first time you masturbated to me?"

"Umm, I don't remember."

"What do you mean you don't remember? We have only been dating for a month," as soon as Gabriella said that she looked at him, "unless the first time was before we started dating."

Troy just shifted a little, not saying anything.

Gabriella shot up, "Oh my god it was!" she pointed at him, "you masturbated to me before we started dating! Admit it," he didn't say anything, "just admit that you masturbated to me before we started dating!" she stopped the pacing that she was doing; "wait was it before we started hanging out? Because that was like two months ago."

"I don't remember."

"Yes you do! Don't lie!" she just stood there and stared at him.

"Okay look, first of all, this doesn't make me like weird or anything alright?" Gabriella just stared at him, "I mean you are beautiful I'm sure there are a ton of guys that you know that have done the same thing,"

"You aren't helping yourself."

"I don't always just masturbate to new women that I meet."

"New? So like the second day we knew each other?"

"No not that soon. We had talked a few times."

"A few times? So the first time you masturbated to me was me in my scrubs and coat?" she sat back down, fascinated with this new information.

"No, I used my imagination," he said wanting to talk about anything else. He went to stand up, "I thought we were going to my place."

Gabriella grabbed his arm and made him sit back down, "Don't think you are getting out of this. What was the first outfit you pictured me in?"

"Are you amused by this?"

"No just interested. So what was it?

"Black lingerie."

"Really?" she asked. "Have there been any other fantasies about me that you have had?"

"I don't want to talk about this."

"Why not? I have had fantasies about you."

It was now Troy's turn to widen eyes, "Really? Like what?"

"Like you in black lingerie."

Troy just looked at her, "that's not funny."

Gabriella started laughing, "it's a little funny."

Troy stood up, "no it's not." He headed towards the bed room.

"Aw Troy," Gabriella got up and followed him, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I was just joking."

"You think I'm weird because I masturbate to you."

"No I think you're weird because you can only eat carrots if you mash them in with your potatoes at the age of twenty-nine. The fact that you masturbate to me, and have since we meet, weirdly turns me on."

Troy turned around and looked at her, "really?"

"Yeah, knowing that you touch yourself while you're thinking of me is a weird turn on."

Troy just smiled a little, "that's good to know."

Gabriella's phone rang, "Oh my god. Hello?"

"I am not interrupting anything am I?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes, "No mom you're not. What's up?"

"Micah wanted to know if he could help out at Troy's apartment."

"One second," she turned to Troy, "Can Micah help out at your place?"

"Yeah sure that's fine, we can take him out to dinner after."

She turned her attention back to her mom, "Yeah that's fine. We can pick him up, we were just leaving."

"Okay he'll be ready."

"Alright mom we'll be there in like thirty minutes."

"Alright."

Gabriella hung up and they got ready to go pick up Micah.

The three of them spent the evening going through Troy's stuff and putting them into different piles. They decided to order in and just eat at Troy's that way they could continue going through his stuff. Once it 9:30 they decided to drive Micah home and head back to Gabriella's apartment.