Samantha POV: I sighed as I sank into David's couch beside him. "So how was your day? Any word from your stalker?" A small snort worked its way out. "Oh yeah. He's squatting in my house and refusing to leave. I think he may be mentally challenged." David glanced over at me, arching an eyebrow when I didn't offer anymore. "Are you going to continue or just leave me hanging?" The TV was muted as he watched me and I shrugged. "He got inside and was watching me on the couch. Freaked me out when I caught him! He's the guy I bought my car from. Said he followed me because I was nice to him. The guy either has the mentality of a 6 year old or he's been through some shit I would rather not know about. He's clingy and stubborn and acts scared to death to be left alone. He threatened to hold his breath! I told him I was leaving and he actually did it until he blacked the fuck out!" David just looked at me for a long moment before blowing out a sigh. "Where is he now?" "In the car. I told him he had to wait until I told you he was out there. I just don't know what his issue is David. He seems very sweet in person! Just, very lonely..." He didn't look very happy, but a few hours ago I wasn't either. "I hope you aren't making a mistake. Tell him he can come inside. I want to see how he reacts to us." I sighed and nodded. "Well, I hope you don't find anything. I really do, because I don't see him going away on his own."

David POV: The door opened after a few minutes and a tall dark skinned man stepped through it with Samantha following closely behind. He was smiling and didn't seem tense at all as he looked around my house. After a few seconds his eyes caught mine and he grinned at me, making his way over. "Hi! Ahm Jazz, nice digs!" Then he plopped down on the couch, close enough to make me fight not to shift away. Most of him was pressed against my side. Usually I'd take that as a challenge, for someone to be that close, but there was no sign of any tenseness or unease. He was just sitting way too close than what was normal for two straight men. Let alone two strangers. Samantha caught my attention when she sat beside me, leaning into my side the same way Jazz was. Only it was normal for her since we were good friends and enjoyed each others body's. Jazz glanced at her and I decided to see how he reacted to us being lovers. My fingers tangled with her's and I leaned over to kiss her. It lasted several seconds and when I looked back he was just watching. He only looked curious, and maybe a little longing, but there still wasn't any aggression at all in his demeanor. "So how long have ya guys known each other? Ya make a cute couple." He leaned into me a bit more and this time I did shift away. The corners of his lips dropped slightly and a flicker of hurt crossed his face before it was cleared away by a fake grin. He stood and stepped around me and sat on the other side where Samantha was pulled into his lap. She didn't struggle and he calmed down quickly. Her eyes met mine as he rubbed over her sides lightly. The way she was watching me I could tell the rubbing was making her antsy. Her sides were a turn on spot. I doubted Jazz knew that yet, but I was fairly sure he picked up on things quickly.

I groaned as the sound of my phone going off finally brought me back from my rest. Something was preventing me from getting to it though. My arms were held tightly to my sides and I snapped fully awake. My eyes flew open and I yanked against my restraints. "Easy... Just a tele marketer anyhow... Go back to sleep..." I snapped my head around as something tightened around me and was just able to make out Jazz's face tucked into my neck. The rest of him was wrapped around me. His arms were holding mine snugly and Samantha was pressed into my front so he could hold her as well. It took a second to collect myself so I didn't end up making him angry. "Why are you spooning me?" He grunted. "Because ah like being close and ya didn't mind while ya were sleeping." Samantha shifted some and sat up to look at us. "Um... Well I didn't know you swung like that David, but I'll gladly watch." That got her a light glare, but Jazz sitting up broke it and I climbed from bed before he decided to grab me again. "Don't do that." He frowned and shifted towards me until Samantha moved between us. "Come on Jazz. It's nothing personal, he just doesn't like other guys wrapping around him while he sleeps. Let's get breakfast."

Samantha POV: Man I didn't know where this guy came from but if he kept up cooking like this I'd hire him! The stack of chocolate chip pancakes were amazing! A cup was set beside my plate as he grinned. "Seasalted Carmel with vanilla and whipped cream cappuccino. Hot, careful." Another cup was given to David with his pancakes. "If its anything like my hot cakes I'm sure it's delicious! Thanks!" The chair between me and Rossi was filled and pushed flush with mine as he watched me, head propped on one hand. "Aren't you eating? I wish you would." A small frown crossed his face and my fork stopped midway to my mouth. "Jazz? What's wrong?" He shrugged. "Just not feeling too well." The fork was set back down and I grabbed his hand making him frown even deeper. "Come on, I'll fix you some broth while you rest in the spare room. You shouldn't have been working if you didn't feel well. I'll put the tv on low and you can rest." His fingers tightened where my hand was pulling at his and he used them to pull me back. "Ah'd rather not be alone. Finish yer breakfast and ah'll rest on the couch when yer done. Less ya wanna go home." The chair was pushed back enough for him to pull me into his lap and my food was pulled in front of us as he held me snugly. David was just looking at him and I knew he was confused. Wasn't often someone managed to get the better of him. "Please don't leave. Ahm really lonely..." He sounded so miserable and I couldn't help but feel bad for him. I ran a hand down his cheek and he closed his eyes, leaning into me. "Its going to be ok... I'm sure you'll make friends with others too." His arms tightened a little more and he tucked his face into my neck. "OK... You really like cuddling don't you?" "Been too long." Came the slightly muffled response. His lips tickled my neck and I bit back my mew. They paused and I felt them curve up before a open mouth kiss was given to the hollow of my throat. My face heated up and I jerked away from him, face burning red as he smirked. "What do you think you're doing?!" His smirk widened some. "Thought ah was fluffing ya up. Nothing wrong with it." He said non-chlontly like it was normal to kiss someones neck you barely knew. A small chuckled escaped and he let me go to rough my hair slightly. "If it makes ya uncomfortable ah won't do it again. Sorry lil lady." I swallowed hard, still trying to push the lump down that had formed in my throat. As weird as it was having someone I hardly knew make such a bold advance, it wasn't unpleasant. "Maybe later on but I definitely need time to get used to you. I'm not looking for a boyfriend. Could have the same thing as me and David after a while though, unless you find someone else." He perked up, rubbing over my sides lightly. Usually they were a turn on spot for me, but the way he did it, it just felt so good. Not in a sexual way, but like curling up under a warm heavy blanket after a long day and finally getting to just relax. I bit back a small moan and he pulled me more firmly into his chest. "Gone to sleep?" I grunted. "If you keep that up..." He chuckled a little and his touches eased to a stop. "Better eat yer pancakes. Gonna get cold." I nodded softly as he pushed me back enough that he could turn me around. "Eat. Then we can go watch tv and ah'll put ya down for a nap." My face flushed a little as he nuzzled his face into my neck. "Do you act like this with everyone?" He smiled. "Not always. Been a while since ah've had anyone though so I'm feeling kinda clingy. Hope ya don't mind. Really need the company." Well, it could be worse I guessed. At least he wasn't nearly as creepy as the text made him out to be. He really was sweet and David hadn't found anything that would say he would change or he would have said something. A small sigh escaped and I smiled, leaning back into him. "OK... Just don't be sending me anymore creepy text!" He huffed. "When did ah ever send ya creepy text?" I glared back at him. "Gee, I don't know Jazz. How about this one?" I opened my messages and read one of them. "Ware the black dress, the one you wore last week on your date with David. Or this one! I really like your new body wash you bought today. It smells really nice and you look so cute when you sleep." He gave me a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his head. "Was a compliment." "You sniffed me while I was sleeping! My doors were locked! How did you get in?!" He shrank down some, doing his best to look like a kicked puppy. "Just lonely... Please don't be mean to meh..." My jaw clenched as I tried to keep my glare, but he was making it impossible with his pout. "Well, I'm going to have to go into the office. You two behave yourselves." David stood and Jazz turned to grin at him. "Bye David! Ah'll take good care of Sammy!" "What am I? A dog?" Jazz smirked down at me. "Well ya do like belly rubs." I glared but he just laughed and stuffed a bite into my mouth when I made to say something. "Better eat. David already finished while ya were grumping about meh looking after ya." "Oh, that's what you call stalking." That got me a withering look. "Ahm not a stalker." "Ahhuh. Keep telling yourself that." Jazz sighed and stuffed another bite into my mouth. "Shhh."