A/N: Here's the next chapter! Sorry this took so long, but I'm getting back into writing on my stories again, so these'll hopefully come more often.

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Grant strode down the hall, his wallet bulging in the back pocket of his jeans. He felt unusually light, a slight spring in his step and a smile on his face helping him feel relaxed and content. He knew that these moments would be rare while they were on their journey, so he took them whole-heartedly when they appeared.

A healthy breakfast, as it turned out, was only available in the dining room, and nothing that wasn't in a re-sealable or pre-sealed package was allowed in any of the rooms. Sighing, and purchasing two small chip packets for the girls, he headed back.

Skye was still in the shower, Kara grumbling as she gathered her clothes. She looked up as he entered and frowned, looking at his hands.

"I don't think that's gonna be enough for breakfast, Grant." She pointed out, speaking slower than usual as though he had suddenly become dim-witted. "And there's three of us to feed…"

"All the healthy, decent breakfasts have to be eaten in the dining room." He replied, chucking the chip packets onto the nearest bed. "You and Skye can have one each."

"Oh." Kara frowned at the foil bag, then shook her head quickly and looked back up at her friend. "Well, could you get Skye out of there? I feel gross."

Grant chuckled. "Will do." he said, striding over to the bathroom and entering without knocking.

"I'll be out in a minute, Kara!" Skye blurted out as soon as the door hit the wall. Her back was turned to him, and while she was unaware it was him, he admired the shape of her body that could be distinguished through the steam on the shower glass.

"Not Kara, though she is insisting." He leaned back against the frame of the doorway and watched, amused, as Skye jumped and spun around.

"Grant?" she asked, opening the shower door wide enough to poke her head around. Spotting him, she frowned. "I thought you were getting breakfast." Then her face lit up. "Are we getting room service?"

"No, all decent breakfast options have to be eaten in the dining room." He moved forward, Skye closing the door a little more as she straightened. "So hurry up, okay? Kara's getting antsy." Smiling, he gave her a kiss when she rolled her eyes and nodded.

The shower shut off almost immediately, and as he left the bathroom Kara rushed past him, a thank you making its way over her shoulder.

"Jeez, hasty, much?" he heard Skye grumble, causing him to laugh softly. "And I heard that, Grant!" she called out. He turned to face her as she left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, an innocent expression on his face.

"Heard what?" he asked sweetly. His hands moved to clasp behind his back as she walked right up to him and grabbed the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss. He raised his hands to grasp her body, expecting to feel the rough fabric of her towel. What he felt instead was the smooth, soft skin that covered her back and sides. With a deep throated moan, he realised that she'd dropped her towel as soon as he'd closed his eyes, and felt his desire spreading rapidly through his veins. His hands start pulling her closer, but she breaks the kiss at the same time as she pulls his arms away from her body.

Swallowing the whine that leapt up his throat at the sudden lack of contact, Grant opened his eyes to see Skye smirking at him with a mischievous glint in hers. "I just showered." She said, moving away completely. "And Kara will hear."

He was about to say that it didn't matter that Kara would hear when Skye walked around him, giving him a wide enough berth so he couldn't reel her back in. he turned around and watched, aroused, as she pulled on panties, a bra, jeans, and a low cut top.

"You tease." He pouted, hoping to get something in before Kara came back, making any act of intimacy completely indecent.

Skye shrugged. "I could just wear a shirt that goes up to my neck." She glanced up at him through her eyelashes, a devilish smile on her face.

Two can play at that game. A dark glint entering Grant's eye, he allowed the corner of his lips to twitch upwards as he all but lunged towards her, pushing her onto her back on the bed. "Or I could just rip it off." He whispered huskily into her ear, his lips brushing her cheek and earlobe. Giving her one last smouldering look, Grant pushed himself off of her and walked over to his bed, where the chip packets were, and tossed one to Skye. He allowed himself a glance back, feeling proud to see a breathless and slightly shaking woman. The look in her eyes when she peeked up at him revealed a swirling mix of lust and mischief.

Challenge accepted.