Snuggling into the warm body next to me I sighed contently. Sunlight shone into the room causing the inside of my eyelids to turn a brilliant red. Re adjusting my head on the pillow I felt it rise and fall gently. Suddenly my eyes shot open and I tilted my head up gently. My head was resting against his chest and one of his tattooed arms was wrapped loosely around my waist, pinning me to him. Tony's face was peaceful in sleep, serene and vulnerable like a child's. His chest was rising and falling gently and his hat had fallen off his head, revealing a shoulder length dark hair that was shaven short on both sides. I watched his eyes flicker open and look down at me dreamily, a sleepy smile pulling at his lips.

"Good morning", He said sleepily.

"Good morning", I murmured in response.

"You missed Star Wars", He said quietly, a playful smile his face.

"I'm sorry", I smiled a quiet yawn escaping.

He laughed, "That's ok."

I smiled and rested my head against his chest. He seemed totally comfortable with me laying there, half on top of him and I wasn't about to complain.

"When did you wake up?" He asked quietly.

"Erm", I thought, "Like three and a half minutes ago."

He laughed and I felt it vibrate through his chest. Rubbing sleep from my eyes I began to sit up, only to have Tony's arm around my waist keep me down. I laughed and looked up at Tony, resting my hand on his chest.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing", He sighed.

I tilted my head at him, "Is this the breaching of an oath?"

"Do you consider me making you breakfast a breach?" He asked.

I pretended to think about this, "No. Breakfast is a necessity. I need it to survive."

Tony laughed at this and I looked down at the tattooed arm wrapped around my waist. The intricate designs weaved their way up his arm, covering his lightly tanned skin. I could feel him watching me as I lifted his hand to examine the words tattooed across his knuckles.

"Do you have any?" Tony's quiet voice asked.

"What? Tattoo's? Oh yeah, two", I sat up and pulled up the back of my shirt to reveal the two lines of typewriter script tattooed there.

" 'I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees' ", he read aloud and I let my top slide back down.

Pushing back the blankets that were haphazardly thrown over us, I pulled my left foot free to show Tony the intricate little feather tattooed just above my toes.

"They're very pretty", He smiled.

"Well they're nothing compared to yours", I replied.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"A little."

"Come on", He said, sitting up and swinging his legs off the bed.

Standing up I watched him stretch his long limbs and walk over to me, holding out a hand to help me up. Taking his hand I let him lead me from his room down the hallway to the stairs, where the smell of bacon and eggs had drifted up.

"Vic's cooking", Tony murmured, leading me down the stairs.

Walking into the living room, I barely recognised it from the night before. Couches surrounded a coffee table and TV that faced away from the adjoining kitchen.

"Morning guys", Tony called.

"Morning Tone", called Vic, not looking up from the stove, "Want breakfast?"

"I'll have breakfast", called a tired voice from the couch, "and hey Turtle."

"Hey, you guys remember Tori from last night?" He said quietly.

Vic turned from the stove looking at me, "Oh yeah, hey Tori."

"Hey", I replied smiling at him.

"Tori?" The voice called, and I watched as the dark haired head of Jaime peeked over the back of the couch, "Oh I remember you."

He smiled at me cheekily, "You're still here."

"So are you?" I replied awkwardly, trying to divert from the fact that I was still at Tony's house.

He pouted at me before laughing, "I live here. I like you. Tony I like her."

I glanced back at Tony who was laughing at Jaime. Leading me to the couch he sat down and I sat next to him, glancing over at Jaime who was sprawled on the opposite couch.

"So yeah", he said wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "This is sorta where we live."

"You all live here?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah, We-"

"Breakfast!" Tony was interrupted by Vic's yell.

"Coming mother Vic", called Jaime in reply.

I laughed at him and followed Tony into the kitchen, taking the plate he passed me. I watched as Jaime piled bacon and eggs onto his plate and Tony followed, skipping the bacon.

"No bacon?" I asked, as placed a spoonful of scrambled eggs on my plate.

"I'm vegetarian", He replied, placing two strips of bacon on my plate for me.

I smiled at him as we walked over to the dining table, following Jaime and Vic who were arguing about something.

"I totally think Sombrero's is better", said Jaime, placing his plate on the table and taking a seat next to Vic.

"No way. The Grill rocks", argued Vic.

Sitting down across from them I smiled at their brotherly argument, and wondered what Katy would do in this situation. Probably scream and cry, I reasoned with myself.

"Tori? Earth to Tori?" Jaime's voice invaded my thoughts.

"Hmm?" I looked up to see all three boys staring at me expectantly.

"What's better? The Grill or Sombrero's?" asked Vic.

"Oh Sombrero's for sure", I said with a nod.

"Ha!" Jaime yelled at Vic, raising his hands in victory and simultaneously showering us with scrambled eggs.

"Ugh", groaned Tony, flicking a stray piece of egg from his shirt.

"I would consider myself biased though", I admitted with a shrug, "I work there."

"Ha", mimicked Vic with a little less excitement.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of my eye. Turning around I watched a tall brunette girl in a short dress dash down the stair case and out through the front door.

"What the-", Tony was cut off by another brunette girl emerging from the stairwell and disappearing through the front door, this one giggling.

"Mike", Vic said quietly as if it explained everything.

"Mike", Jaime said with a small nod.

"Morning, morning", Said a voice from the stairwell.

Looking over a shirtless Mike was standing in the stairwell stretching his long limbs.

"Two girls Mike?" asked Tony.

"Yep", said Mike, a contented smile on his face as he grabbed a plate and piled it high with food.

Sitting down at the head of the table he began to eat, suddenly his head jerked up and he looked at me. As if only just realising there was an extra person sitting at the table.

"You're Tony's girl from last night", he said to me.

"Yeah, I guess that's me", I replied.

"Tone getting some action", taunted Mike to Tony.

I watched him blush and shake his head, glancing back at me.

"Anyways what's everyone doing today?" Jaime asked, laying I knife and fork on his plate gently.

"Well I'm going to help Rachel paint her place", said Vic and I wondered if Rachel was his girlfriend.

"An especially Mexican thing to do", said Jaime with an approving nod.

"I'm going out for drinks with Casey", answered Mike, yawning.

"What are you doing today, Tori?" Tony turned to me, his dark eyes curious.

I thought about it, looking down and biting my lip. Suddenly I felt his hands cup my cheeks and looked up to see his lips collide with mine. Blushing at his sudden display of affection I heard one of the other boys wolf whistle.

Drawing away from him I grinned answering his question quietly, "Well I have to work tonight but I'm free for the rest of the day."

"Well do you want to go out for lunch?"

I smiled and nodded, "Sure."

Tony grinned, "Awesome."

"Can I come?" Jaime's voice came from opposite me.

Looking at over at Jaime staring at us eagerly, I glanced up at Tony.

"I guess? Tori? Is it cool with you?" He asked me.

"Sure", I shrugged, taking a bite of the bacon sitting on my plate.

It was going to be a good day.