I wake up the next morning in Hunter's arms, cuddled up on the sofa. I look over at him and he's already awake, watching the sunrise out of the massive window in the main room. I kiss him lightly, moving a little closer, "Good morning, babe."

He kisses me back, "Morning, sweetie."

I sigh happily, looking out the window, "You were totally right. This place is great."

"It is," he replies, "It could use some house warming, though." He smirks, putting his hands under my shirt and rubbing up and down my body.

I grin, "Are Jeff and Thad awake?"

He nods, "Yeah, but they went out to get some breakfast. Don't know where they went, but I think we have some time."

"Hmm...okay!" I say with a laugh, taking my shirt off and tossing it on the floor. He strips himself down to his bare skin, then tugs my pants off. I giggle a little bit as he climbs on top of me, licking the part between my lips. I open my mouth up, pulling his tongue inside it. I reach my hand down his cock, doing my best to stroke it from the position we're in. He bites my tongue a little, raising his eyebrows.

I smile as he pulls his mouth off mine, licking his fingers suggestively and slipping one into my ass. I let out a muffled sigh of pleasure, grabbing the back of his head and pulling his mouth back onto mine.

We both jump out of our skin when the front door opens, Thad and Jeff walking in with a paper bag and a tray of coffees. Hunter frantically grabs a blanket and throws it over us. "Hey guys," he says casually, pretending we weren't doing anything. I groan in frustration, sinking down til I'm flat on the couch.

Jeff raises his eyebrows, "I hope we're not interrupting anything..."

Thad smirks, "Well whenever you're done, I got some muffin sandwiches and coffee. Better be quick so they don't get cold."

Hunter sighs, carefully slipping his boxers back on and getting up, "Damn, are we that obvious?"

Thad nods, "Oh yeah. For sure, the grunting totally gave it away."

"I wasn't grunting..." Hunter replies, narrowing his eyes.

"You both were."

I wrap myself in the blanket, picking up my clothes and walk out of the room, not even looking at Hunter.

I go into our bedroom and quickly get dressed, combing my hair and pretending that nothing was happening. I walk back out, grabbing my coffee and sitting down at the table. Hunter sits down next to me, "Why'd you bother getting dressed?"

"Because," I reply in a stern tone, "There's no reason not to..."

"I thought we were gonna, you know, do it?"

"So did I, but clearly that's not gonna happen."

He looks frustrated, "Why not?"

"If you wanted to have sex you should have just asked them to leave the room or something for a minute. I don't wanna do it after you got up and walked away."

He rolls his eyes, irritated, "You're so damn temperamental."

"Kinda like you." I retort, taking another sip of coffee.

He looks borderline angry, eating his sandwich without as much as looking at me again.

I rest my head on his shoulder, not wanting to fight with him yet again, "Can we do it tonight?"

"Maybe," he mutters, not paying that much attention to me.

Thad looks around at all of us, "Well, I have to work today, so I'll catch you all later?"

Jeff nods, pulling him into a hug, "Alright. Have a good day."

I look over at him, "Alrighty, I'll see you later."

Hunter nods to him, still chewing his food.

Jeff sits down with us after he leaves, "Looks like it's just the three of us for a bit, huh?"

Hunter shakes his head, "Nope, I've got stuff to do today, actually you should come if you feel up to it."

Jeff nods, "Yeah, alright."

I frown, "So you guys are going to leave me here alone all day?"

Hunter narrows his eyebrows, "Don't you have class today?"

I sigh, "Yeah, but not til noon."

He stands up, tossing his wrapper and empty cup in the trash, "I would think you'd be used to being alone for a few hours. You'll be fine."

Hunter and Jeff head out sometime around nine and I take a long shower and unpack a little, killing as much time as possible.

I only have a couple of classes but I can't seem to focus. But for once it's not Hunter I'm worrying about, it's Jeff. I remember Thad told me that Jeff didn't want to get back into gangs and stuff, and I'm getting the vibe that Hunter pressured him into it. I'm not sure how long he's been back, but I can only hope that Hunter is keeping him safe.

When I finally get out of school I take the local bus home, not having Thad to carpool with today. I sit down near the back and look thoughtlessly out the window. I glance over when the bus stops again and more passengers get on. My heart nearly stops when I see the guy from the club get on. I never got his name but I recognized him instantly. At first I want to hide my face and hope he doesn't see me, but I feel the need to talk to him. I doubt I'll get any answers, but I have to try while I have the chance. I make eye contact with him and smile, acting totally clueless.

He smiles back at me and sits down in the spot next to me. "Hey," I greet him cheerfully, "Weird that we're running into each other again, how've you been?"

He gives me a prince charming smile, "I've been, um, good, how about you?" There's a hint of nervousness in his voice and I'm pretty sure as to why.

"Good, I didn't think I'd get the chance to say this, but I'm sorry about totally fainting or whatever I did at the club. I didn't realize how far gone I was."

He raises an eyebrow, "Oh, um, it's cool, no problem. Sorry you weren't feeling well."

I smirk, "Too much liquor can do that anybody."

He nods,"Haha, for sure. I felt kinda bad leaving you the way that I did, but something came up and I had to go."

I raise an eyebrow, "Where'd you leave me?"

He looks puzzled for a moment, "Where'd you wake up?"

"At my friend's house."

"Oh, good," he says with a sigh, and then changes the subject, avoiding the question, "So, um, I take it you weren't actually sick?"

I shake my head, "No, I guess not."

I sit up when the bus stops again, "Well, this is me. Can I get your number?"

He raises his eyebrows, "What about that boyfriend of yours?"

I roll my eyes, "Forget him."

He jots his number on a scrap of paper in his pocket and hands it to me with a grin.

"Oh, and I never got your name."

He smiles, "Oh, um, Anderson."

I smile and nod, heading off the bus, "I'll catch you later."

I walk down the street and up to the apartment building, trying to figure out where to go from here. I'm not even sure what I'm trying to learn from him, I have a good idea what happened and being involved with him at all could be dangerous. I guess I just need peace of mind.