I walk back into the house to see Thad and Hunter wrestling in the floor and Jeff perched up on the couch eating popcorn. I sit down next to Jeff, not sure how to feel about this. I look over at him, "Please tell me they're not actually fighting..."
"They're not," he answers plainly, "Not really. Hunter question's Thad's manhood and they've been going at it ever since."
"How long ago was that?"
"Eh, maybe twenty minutes ago?"
I shake my head in disbelief, "And you're not concerned about this?"
He shrugs, "Not really. No one's bleeding. Honestly I thought Hunter was gonna kick Thad's ass but he puts up a pretty good fight."
I smirk, ideas popping into my head. I get up, taking off my shoes and jacket and pounce on top of them.
"Hey, Bas, what the hell are you doing?" Hunter grunts, pushing me off.
I sit up a little bit, frowning, "What's the matter, afraid I'll kick your ass?"
He shakes his head, pinning Thad down, "I think I'm more afraid that you'd get killed, actually."
I frown, "I'm tougher than I look."
"That's not saying much," he says from under a headlock, "Go sit with Jeff."
"Fine," I answer, a hint of disappointment in my voice, "But if anything gets broken, and I'm talking about the furniture, not your bones, you'll both be dead."
I get up and walk into my bedroom, my mind still on Anderson. I look at this slip of paper with his number on it and I put it into my phone. I quickly throw it away afterwards, not wanting Hunter to possibly see it and start asking questions. I sit down on my bed and text him, 'Hey, just making sure this is a real number. ;)'
'Yeah it is, haha, this is Sebastian, right?'
'Um...yeah, I don't remember giving you my name though.'
'You were pretty drunk at the time, you probably just don't remember.'
I furrow my eyebrows, not sure if he's telling the truth or not. I shrug it off seeing as there isn't much I can do about it, 'Oh, haha, yeah, probably.'
I sigh, putting my phone away and walking back into the main room. Hunter and Thad are finally off each other, but of them sweaty and panting a little. I walk over to Hunter, giving him a sexy kiss on the cheek, my hands on his chest, "You won, right?"
He smirks, pecking me on the lips, "It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be, but yeah, I won."
I run a hand through his hair and walk into the kitchen, tossing water bottles to him and Thad, "You might want those," I comment, then getting one for myself.
Thad walks over to me before I go back towards the others, "Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Sure," I answer, walking outside with him.
He sighs, closing the door, "I feel stupid asking this, but how can I get Jeff to want me? You know, not just sorta like me? We've been totally stopped in our tracks for weeks and I can't stand it."
"Be sexy," I explain, "Act like he already does. Try kissing him again. One major thing, don't be so afraid of his innocent little boy feelings. Make him feel like you want him. Don't hold anything back. Just got for it, dude."
He nods and we both walk back inside. I take a seat on Hunter's lap and kiss him, trying to provoke Thad to make a move on Jeff. Jeff's just sitting still in his seat, legs crossed and arms folded. I watch Thad closely as he takes a seat next to Jeff, resting a hand on his arm. Jeff smiles at him a little, but that's pretty much. Thad turns to me and I raise my eyebrows, nudging towards my mouth.
He puts his arm around Jeff and pecks him on the cheek. Jeff's face immediately brightens up and he returns the subtle kiss, snuggling up against Thad's side. Thad shoots me a grin, and I just smirk to myself, feeling proud.
"Well aren't you guys just the cutest couple ever?" Hunter comments, "Does this mean you actually might do it?"
Thad raises his eyebrows, "You never know."
Jeff, on the other hand, looks uncomfortable. I take note of how he sort of clams up, a bothered look on his face. I sigh a little bit, looking to change the subject. "So, how was everyone's day?"
"Pretty good," Jeff replies, instantly going along with it.
I give him a small smile, a little bit worried about him. I turn to Hunter, "What about you, babe?"
He shrugs, "It was okay, I guess. What'd you do today?"
"Oh, um, nothing really. I just had a couple of classes..." I answer, a hint of awkwardness in my voice. Why am I such a terrible liar? I turn to Thad, "How was work?"
"Long, boring, glad to be home." He answers honestly.
Hunter nods, "I feel ya, dude."
They chat amoungst themselves for a while and I let my mind drift off. I can't stop thinking about Anderson. I know I shouldn't, and I don't even know why I am, but I can't seem to help it no matter how hard I try. Common sense says I should hate him, that or just have nothing to do with him. But he has this certain charm that holds your attention. He's nearly impossible to say no to. Of course I would never cheat on Hunter, but I need to what this guy's deal is.
We all work on unpacking for a while and then have some supper. I take a shower with Hunter and then crawl into bed alone. He walks into the room a little while later, turning the light on, "Going to bed without me?" he asks, realizing that I'm still awake.
I shrug, "I'm just really worn out."
He takes his shirt off and climbs into bed with me after shutting the light back off, "You know you promised that we could have sex tonight, right?"
"Yeah, I remember..." I mutter, not really in the mood, "I take it you're gonna hold me to that?"
He kisses me on the forehead, "I really really want to, but I'm not gonna force you if you too brutally exhausted."
I roll over so that my body is faced towards him, "Yeah, I guess I'll keep my word." I give him a small smile, not wanting to lead him to think that anything could be up with me.
He pulls me into his arms, "Are you sure? No pressure or anything."
I nod, "Yeah, it's cool. But I actually have a quick question before we get too sexy."
"Sure, what is it?" he asks, propping his head up a little.
"Earlier, after I got home, you brought up the subject of Jeff and Thad having sex. Did Jeff look really uncomfortable or was it just me?"
He's quiet for a second, thinking about it, "Yeah, a little, when you mention it."
"Do you think you might know why?"
"It could be anything. Probably nothing to worry about." he answers casually, "You're not uncomfortable, though, right?"
"Of course not." I answer, pulling him into a kiss.
