A/N: I got this idea from a friend of mine who has been having some roommate problems during her freshman year in the dorms. Enjoy xx Mariah

Ages:

Ned - 26
Katie - 23
Travis - 20
Aaron - 19
Michele - 19

Mentioned:

Jim - 52
Melinda - 48

As Katie attempted to unlock the door to their house, she was grateful for the porch light that Ned had fixed yesterday. She slid her key into the lock, turning it and opening the door as they entered their home. Fumbling slightly in the dark, she felt for the light switch by the front door and turned it on.

He helped her with her coat, kissing her cheek. "I had a nice time at the movie," Ned said softly into her ear as he moved behind her, slipping his arms around her waist. "And dinner. Your meatloaf was great."

She leaned against him and closed her eyes, relaxing into his arms. The way she's feeling right now was almost indescribable. It's beyond happiness or contentment, it's…well, as always, she came up short when it came to the words of how it felt when Ned would pull her in. All she knew was that she felt safer in his arms than she felt in a very long time.

She'd had a great night with him. They'd had a nice quiet dinner at home before he'd suggested going to a movie, which they'd don't do often enough. It was nice to enjoy the last of her winter break with a date night.

"What do you want to do now?" She opened her mouth to continue speaking, to ask if he's tired and if he wanted to go to bed, but she shut it quickly when she remembered it was only a little after nine. It wasn't a long car ride anywhere in Grandview, so it had only been a few minutes since they'd left the theater when their movie let out. "Have any ideas?"

Right now, with his arms around her and his head buried in the crook of her shoulder, she was having trouble thinking of anything. Ned's voice pulled Katie out of her head and she blinked at him.

"What did you say?" She asked. "I didn't catch it."

"I said I don't want to do anything," he told her as he pulled her toward the couch. "I just want a little bit of time alone with you now that you're on break."

He sunk into the cushions and pulled her down next to him. For a few beautiful moments, they sat in complete silence, his hand stroking her hair. She'd stay like this forever if she could, just content with her husband. Even with a thousand unanswered questions hanging over her and the future feeling so uncertain, she could forget everything when Ned held her like this.

"How are you feeling, Katie?" He asked, breaking the silence.

With January near, he asked that question more often. That question could mean a lot of things, but she decided to take the easy way out today.

"Fine," she responded, closing her eyes and burrowing into him further. "Really full from the meatloaf and cotton candy we got. I don't ever want to get up."

He laughed softly. "Me either," he told her. "We should go to the movies more."

"Don't get up, then." She surged forward and without needing any other words, she cut him off with a soft, passionate kiss.

He leaned into her, lying her back onto the couch. Their lips molded together and he pulled back as her hands went to the bottom of his sweater, pulling it up over his head. Once it was off, he leaned back in, peppering eager kisses along her collarbone. She hummed at the contact, craning her neck to expose more skin to him as she clutched his shoulders.

"Ned," she moaned, shivering as his nose skimmed along her neck, his teeth nipping at her ear. There was a rustling at the door as Ned's hands moved up her sides, pulling her dress up to where her bra was, his hands feeling up her stomach. "Do you hear anything?"

"Nothing. I hear nothing," and that's when his lips touched hers again. She also feels him ghost his hand along her inner thigh, lingering dangerously close to her panties, where she needed him.

"Okay, I believe—" His fingers found her suddenly, pushing her panties to the side and curling inside of her, and she relinquished a nearly-too-loud throaty moan. "—fuck Ned."

"That's my girl," he chuckled, his tongue composing poems along her lips, tasting of the Altoids he'd sucked on all day.

Heat traveled through every artery in Katie's body, overwhelming her with white-hot prickles as she curved her torso against him and his thumb rubbed delicious circles into her center, his two fingers working in and out of her quickly. She loved how he would always surprise her, spontaneously giving her pleasure and rarely asking for it in return. He's impossible. And she loved him.

The front door swung open as she moaned, closing her eyes and arching her back into him. "Ned," she purred, grabbing at his hair. "Oh, God... I want you inside of me."

"Tell me more," he gasped.

"Ned, are you home?" Aaron came through the front door, pulling an earbud out of his ear. "Are you-" He came around the corner toward the living room, closing the door.

"Aaron?" Katie shrieked and grabbed the blanket from off the back of the couch to wrap herself in as Ned sat up.

"Katie?" Aaron dropped his phone with a clatter and covered his face before he could possibly see anything that he couldn't unsee. "I thought you were out with Hannah!"

"Hey, yeah... I'd turn around if I were you and give us a minute," Ned said as he moved around to grab his belt and shirt off the ground.

It took her a second to compose herself before Katie moved away from the couch and toward her brother. "Hey... hi, what's up Aaron?"

"I'm very sorry for bursting in, like this but uh," the teen turned around, his face completely beat red as he pulled his hat off. "I guess I should've knocked, but Ned said if I needed a place to crash... I thought you were out and it was just Ned home tonight. That's what he said the other day."

"No. Hannah canceled our night out, so Ned and I made plans instead. What's up? Why aren't you at the dorms?" She asked, moving out of Ned's way as he slipped past her and into the kitchen. She patted a spot on the couch, smiling at her little brother. "Come in here. We're dressed and it's fine. Come and sit down Aaron. We're fine."

"Are you sure?" Her brother was apprehensive as he pulled his shoes off. "I can just go."

"Stop being a weasel and go sit by your sister," Ned said, coming over to him and patting his back. He had a beer in his hand as he walked back over and plopped down next to her. "And what's up with you? I'm a cop and I can see there's something wrong written all over your face.

"Yeah," she said as Ned's hand rubbed her back. "Stop being weird." Aaron sat down and she brushed a hand through her hair before she awkwardly hugged him. "It's kind of late for a school night. I know you have an 8 am class," she said, trying to not be super mom-ish to her little brother, but she worried about him. Like any sister would about their brother entering college. "So what's up?"

"Well I have an eight am anatomy class as you know and my roommate locked me out. He put the lacrosse stick on the door." He sighed, sulking into the couch. "This isn't the first time either. This has been happening since the beginning of the school year. It's just never actually last long enough into the night to affect me before."

"Uh," Katie looked puzzled as Ned sat up, brow furrowed as he set his beer on the coffee table. "What?"

"I'm sorry, what?" Ned asked.

"I can't go into the room. He has a girl, you know... with him." Aaron tried to explain without going into detail with his sister in the same room as him.

"Oh, like a sock on the door?" Katie laughed, blushing a little. "What a little dick. Maybe we should tell mom and dad to put that on the door."

"Yeah," Aaron muttered, scoffing. "Like that will help keep any of us out. Remember when I was six?"

She shrugged, rolling her eyes. "They've gotten better at locking the door now. Get over it."

"So you don't have a place to sleep?" Ned asked, looking to Katie. He regretted telling him he could come crash here. He knew he wouldn't get far with Aaron right under their noses and he was already worked up.

"Not unless the stick comes off, but I thought I'd come here since you told me at my grad party if I ever needed to that I could." Aaron shrugged, looking at him. "Sorry about the no notice. I just couldn't find my house key and no one answered the door at home, but I can leave... you guys were in the middle of stuff."

"No. Stay. We'll fix up the spare bed for you. You should get a good night's sleep for your 8 am." She smiled at her brother, standing up. "I'm glad you came here. We have our whole lives to do that stuff. You two just chat. I'll go fix the bed up for you."

"Okay," Aaron nodded, looking to Ned with a frown. "Yeah. Sorry dude. I totally cockblocked you, even if she's my sister."

"You owe me," Ned groaned, grabbing his beer and leaning back into the sofa again. "I was already more than halfway there and on my way home, dude."

"Yeah, sorry, but please spare me the details," Aaron sighed, leaning back into the couch. "Think Katie would let you game for a little bit?"

"Maybe," he tipped back his beer and then looked over his shoulder positively. "I'll go see. You better put those headphones in tonight or so help me."

"Noted," Aaron nodded.

Ned handed him the last of his beer. "Here. Finish this for me. I'm going in," he said as Aaron took the beer slowly, not knowing what to think of him. "Oh, don't act as though you've never had a beer, doofus. You're almost nineteen." He walked toward the stairs laughing, climbing them quickly. "God, Katie... you were right. Aaron can be such a doofus sometimes."

Aaron tipped the beer back. He really could be.

Katie brought two pillows to her brother from the hall closet. "Here, I didn't realize I hadn't brought any in here." She said softly as he laid them on the pull-out futon. Ned had had it forever, too many memories to get rid of it, he always said. "Sorry, we didn't have a better blanket."

"It's fine. Thanks, Katie," Aaron pulled his shirt over his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'm gonna try and get some sleep now."

She unfolded the blue blanket and spread it over the futon for him. "Okay. Well, night. You know you can use the bathroom through that door." She said, pointing to the door to her brother's right. "Just make sure you end up in the right room. It connects to the other bedroom too, but that's just an office. I remember how you used to sleepwalk to the bathroom."

Her brother nodded as he sat on the futon and grabbed his phone. "Thanks, Katie," he grabbed his headphones and held them up to show her. "I have these in case, you know."

"Oh, don't worry about it, Aaron." She rolled her eyes and walked toward the door.

"That's what mom and dad always say too," Aaron said as he laid down, putting one in.

She rolled her eyes at her brother's antics.

When she came into the bedroom it was almost eleven. She'd let them game for a little bit while she graded some papers. He was still up when she came in, watching highlights from a football game. This was not good, Ned needed his sleep. He had to work early in the morning.

Ned's hulking form laid in their bed, entirely still as he watched the host talk about a play. Katie sighed inwardly. He was not asleep, she could see that his body was too rigid for slumber. She climbed into the bed and curled herself into his side, giving him a soft kiss on his neck.

"Is he settled?" He asked into the darkness of the room, his voice reflecting against the wall.

"Yes. I brought him pillows and a blanket." Katie answered and cuddled her cheek against her husband, inhaling his cinnamon pine scent. "He looked comfortable enough."

"I'm glad," he said, turning the tv off. "I was just waiting for you." He settled against his pillow, his arm winding around to pull her snug to him. "As I said, I had fun tonight."

"Yeah. Me too," she whispered. She caught herself looking at his lips, wanting to finish what they'd started earlier as quietly as possible. "You know, we have to be quiet if we do anything..."

Ned had turned his head and smiled, pressing his mouth to hers, biting into her lower lip slightly, pushing his tongue inside while his hands kneaded her breasts in tandem. She was confused by his actions, thinking he would want to talk or even sleep. Sex wasn't even on her mind a moment ago, and she's pretty sure that Ned also had no intention of doing it earlier. It was after eleven and he was tired.

All coherent thought left her when he stopped kissing her and whispered into her ear, "It's been a while, with all of our work and your brother is here."

"I know," she licked her lips, looking at him as one of his hands went from her breasts. "Doesn't mean I don't want you."

He slipped into her damp panties, a whimper escaped her dry throat. Katie was almost always ready when she was in bed with him, her body reacting to his proximity like a clockwork. She moaned, quietly, hoping that her brother wouldn't hear her. He kissed her jawline from the left to the right and pushed his index finger inside, quickly followed by the middle finger, performing a scissoring motion between her folds. Katie was still worried, biting her tongue to not yell out.

Had Aaron out his headphones in? She shouldn't be thinking of him. She shouldn't. She just shouldn't.

"Katie," he chuckled, looking up at her. "What's wrong?" She remembered the look on his face earlier when Aaron had walked in. He was so disappointed, just like now. "Are you good?"

They had to talk about this, about what was behind his disappointment. Had something happened at work? Because in all the years they've spent together she learned a lot about Ned that she didn't know.

The most important thing was to communicate, to not let negative thoughts fester in his mind. Ned was perfect at distracting her when he had something going on at work and, although she hated to think of him that way, he was a master manipulator, so she didn't even realize when he was doing it all the time. She wanted to tell him to stop, that they should talk, but the way his fingers circled around her center was so distracting and he was right.

It had been a while. Two weeks was a long time for them, and she didn't want to wait any longer.

"Yeah. I'm fine," she said softly when she started to move her hips, trying to get his fingers to go deeper. "Just a little distracted."

"That's right. Ride my fingers, love, like that." He whispered into her ear.

She forgot everything around her but Ned and his fingers, so that after he made her come twice with his hands and later with something even better, she was left boneless and exhausted and immediately fell asleep without even bothering to clean up, feeling only happiness at the sensation of his warm body next to hers.

Aaron had slipped out of his sister's house early that morning. He hadn't been blessed with a car like Katie had been when their father had got a big bonus. His parents had helped him, met him with what he had saved to get a decent used car, but it had crapped out on him last month and he didn't have the money to fix it. It sat in his parent's garage, where his dad said they'd fix it this summer. He didn't see that as a bad idea. He'd learn some new stuff and save money in the future.

He walked to the bus stop, having checked the schedule before he showered this morning. It was so nice to not have to worry about someone stealing his towel while he showered. Katie hadn't had an extra toothbrush, so he'd have to stop by the dorms before class, but that didn't seem like a totally bad thing.

He could talk to his roommate like Ned had advised him to last night.

Aaron hopped onto the bus as it pulled up in front of him and he swiped his student ID, forever thankful that it was a free bus pass as long as it was valid. It was a short ride to where he got off at campus, jogging the short way to the dorm. He went to the second floor and went into his room, seeing his sheets were on his roommates' bed.

"Dude," he groaned, touching the red sheets. His mom got him these as a grad gift. Fucking Travis.

He grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste from his green shower caddy and walked out of the room and down to the shower room. He walked past his roommate, Travis, who was shaving at a mirror, and rolled his eyes. He hadn't seen this asshole since he'd locked him out last night and not he'd stolen his sheets.

"Hey Travis," he said, turning the faucet on.

"Hey, nice bedhead roomie," Travis said, dragging a cheap razor down his chin. "You never came back last night. Amy slept over, but it was PG after 10. I took the stick off."

"Shut up dude. How was I supposed to know?" he groaned, splashing his face with water. "I had to sleep at my sister's last night because you locked me out when I got done at the gym. I had to go over there with my gym bag." How old was this guy? Twelve?

"It's whatever dude, but I'm gonna need some private time again tonight. I'm not positive on the whole vibe, but she's coming over. I have a strong feeling I'm gonna get some though," Travis held his hand up for a celebratory high five, but Aaron just blinked back at him. He wasn't amused. He didn't care that he'd had to sleep at his sister's last night. The futon there was better than the bed in his dorm. What he cared about was that his boundaries were being crossed, after he'd already set them. "What? Can't you stay at your sister's again?"

"I have an 8 am, dude. You can't be locking me out," he sighed, grabbing his caddy as he walked toward the shower. "Especially not that late at night when I have class in the morning."

"We are talking about prime cheerleader ass, man," Travis nudged him. "Have you ever gotten with a girl like that dude?"

"I have, but that's not the point. It's my dorm too! Find somewhere else to go fool around." He said, smiling as he watched Michele walk past him. It had been a lonely first few months at school. His high school girlfriend, Lucy had dumped him when she moved away for college. She didn't want someone holding her back. He didn't blame her. She told him to look her up if he was ever in the city and kissed him goodbye. He'd had to stay home to go to Rockland for his first year (his GPA wasn't the greatest to get into his first pick school) before transferring somewhere different. "Hey, Michele. Nice caddy. I have the same one."

"Hey, Aaron, is it?" The blonde grinned, smiling at him as she set her caddy at the sink next to his. "Crazy small world. I just told my mom the color I wanted."

He smiled at her as she leaned on the sink. He hated to admit that his eyes had drifted over what she was wearing. Michele was still dressed in her pajamas, blue shorts, and a white shirt that was a little too tight for him to easily tell she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Yeah. Me too," he said, itching his neck. "So are you from around here?"

"No. I'm from Philly," Michele said, rolling her eyes. "Go Eagles!"

"My dad's an Eagles fan," he laughed, shrugging as he put toothpaste on his toothbrush. "I think they're okay. There's even a decent lineup this year."

"Yeah. Except for the tight end. What a damn butterfingers. He dropped the freaking ball too many times last Sunday," Michele groaned, hands everywhere as she spoke, probably thinking of the moment when he'd dropped the ball like his father would. It made him smile. He liked a girl that could talk sports. Lucy had never known what was going on, even if she was a cheerleader, and while that wasn't the end of the world he liked the idea of getting to know someone who was just as into sports as he was. "It was the worst moment ever. There was just popcorn everywhere."

"Yeah, I think my dad's jaw just dropped." He said, beginning to brush his teeth. "I don't even think my mom could even console him at that point, and that's saying something."

"Well, your dad sounds like my kind of guy," Michele laughed, joking as she reached out to touch his arm. He'd never been so thankful for not changing his clothes. He wore a short-sleeved shirt and the feeling of her soft hand on his arm as she squeezed it was wonderful. Like a little spark of heaven. "You should come by my room on a Sunday sometime. I always have a bowl of popcorn and watch the game."

"Well, what are your plans looking like this Sunday?" He asked, pulling his toothbrush out and spitting before.

"Oh, I don't have any. I have a calc quiz on Monday I have to study for, but I don't think I'll have any trouble finding time to do that," Michele said, brushing through her hair slowly, careful of the snarls. "Why?"

"Do you wanna join me at my parent's house for the game?" He went out on a limb and invited her before he had the chance to talk himself out of it. "There will be a big, delicious homemade dinner, but there is the off chance of a little crying because I have two really young siblings. There's a good tv though and a comfy couch."

"And you'll be there too," she tossed out there, smiling at him. "I'd love to come. How far of a drive is it?"

"Not long. We can just take the bus or walk, it's not far." He shrugged and she furrowed her brow, confused. "I'm from Grandview originally. I guess I should've led with that."

"Oh, well, that's nice." She nodded, pulling her hand back. "I'll come by your dorm at like five?"

"Sounds good. My family is big and can be a little eccentric, but I love them." he smiled, putting his toothbrush back in his mouth to go through for another minute or so of cleaning.

"It's a date then," she said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. She collected her shower caddy and walked toward the shower, smiling back at him. "I'm excited to meet your big, eccentric family Aaron. Don't worry."

"Nice going, Romeo. You cockblocked yourself," Travis patted his back as he wiped the last bits of shaving cream off his face. "Good to know I will be the only one using the lacrosse stick this semester. Maybe tonight when I put it on there you can go over to shower girl's room and try again." He laughed as he left the shower room and Aaron sighed, knowing he'd have to go at this differently. "Nice talk, bro."

Aaron was sitting at the dining room table with Ned and Katie at their house. They were sharing a pizza and some hot wings, it was Katie's idea after Aaron had called Ned this afternoon when his roommate Travis put the lacrosse stick on the dorm door at five. He'd gotten into it with Travis, but he'd still gotten the door closed in his face. He'd left before he broke the door down and had to pay for it when Katie said she'd get hot wings and pizza for dinner if he came over.

Ned had had enough with this stupid roommate of Aaron's. What was his problem? How could he think it was okay to throw him out at odd hours of the day? He couldn't wait to talk some sense into Aaron. He had to show him that he needed to stand his ground. He needed to stand up to this guy or he would continue to stomp over him all year.

They'd all finished the wings early on, but had only eaten half of the pizza squares. They were also playing a game of go fish, but they hadn't done anything for a while.

"I tried to talk to him again and he told me we had a nice talk and called me bro. And no. The stick has been on the door for nearly three hours now." Aaron said, taking the last sip of his soda and refilling it with the last of the two-liter.

Katie had wanted wine but had opted for soda because she didn't need to drink in front of her brother. Ned had done the same too. They'd gotten Dr. Pepper, a usual pick for the.

"Three hours? Damn, he must have some slow game." Ned chuckled, setting his cards down as he grabbed another piece of pizza. "Are we still playing?"

"I gave up like twenty minutes ago," Katie whispered, sipping her soda as she shrugged and laughed. "But three hours? That's just terrible. I'm sorry Aaron. You know you can stay here tonight."

"Did I tell you he stole my sheets too? I came in from my shower and noticed them on his bed." Aaron's story was getting worse. "I already put in for a transfer to a different room. He wasn't as bad at first. I swear."

"Your personal sheets?" Ned asked, sitting up. "You're kidding?"

"Which ones? Not the red ones that mom got you, right?" Katie looked at her cards, taking her turn. "Got any twos, Ned?"

"Go fish," Ned muttered, looking back at her and she muttered under her breath as she did.

"Yes, the red ones. They are my favorite and he's probably having sex on them right now." Aaron groaned, rolling his eyes just thinking about it. He'd wash them eighty million times. Maybe that would help. "I should've just yanked them off when I saw them, but I was running late to my chem lab."

"The red sheets?" Katie gasped. Her eyes were about this close to storming over and that wasn't even because Travis was being a jerk. It was the sheets. "Really?"

"Yes, I swear." Aaron sighed.

"Oh my God. Those were expensive. I know because I helped mom pick them out," she muttered, the only one still holding her cards as she threw them down frustratedly. "I'm gonna call him. I really am." Aaron laughed, shaking his head no. "I know you're embarrassed because I'm like a mom who's really your sister, but I'm gonna call him about these damn sheets Aaron."

"You're not gonna call him Katie," Aaron snickered, looking at his cards as he waited for Ned to make his move. "You don't have his number anyway. So haha."

"What do you think?" She asked her husband, who was just looking at his cards silently.

He glanced up at the pair, stretching his neck. They looked alike in too many ways, being siblings. They shared the same eyes (their mother's) and hair color and could make similar facial expressions at times too. He loved to see it.

"What do I think?" Ned asked, smiling at Katie before looking at Aaron. "You shouldn't let him treat you like this. You need to confront him."

Katie gasped, pointing at Ned and nodding. "Let's go down there! All of us!" She cheered, finishing her soda.

"We're not going down there," Aaron shook his head, taking a sip of his drink.

"Oh don't be chicken. You have this guy on your side," Katie moved to sit on Ned's lap, squeezing his muscles. He shook his head at her and she kissed him, laughing at what she knew had to be her brother's disgust before she pulled away. "What do you have to lose Aaron?"

"Hey, we're just gonna talk to him in a mild manner." Ned eyed him, reassuring him. "Any possible flings may think it to be hot if they overhear."

"Possible flings? Who is a possible fling?" Katie asked her brother, knowing how safe he'd been with his heart lately. Especially after Lucy broke up with him.

Aaron ignored her and looked to Ned. "Dude," Aaron muttered. "She's gonna tell our mom. I haven't worked up the courage to tell her I told her I'd bring her on Sunday."

"What, like family dinner? Ooh, you must like her then." Katie smiled, patting his arm. "Oh don't worry. I won't say anything. You should be the one to tell mom."

"So what are you doing, like scaring him?" Aaron laughed, looking at Ned again.

"No. No. We're gonna be nice," Ned smiled, looking to Katie as she looped her arms around his neck.

"Yeah, very nice." Katie winked, kissing his cheek. "Let's go get him. Come on."

"Cool?" Ned looked to Aaron, who was still quietly looking at them from across the table.

The teen rolled his eyes and stood, waving them over as he started toward the door.

"Yes! Let's kick some Lacrosse player ass," Katie ran up to him, looping her arm around her taller sibling. He was a good head on her, but she jumped up on him to loop him down to her.

They walked up the last set of stairs when Ned nudged him.

"What?" Ned held Aaron's arm to let Katie walk ahead of them.

"Let me know if shower caddy girl is around," Ned said softly, knowing Aaron liked her. He wouldn't bring her up if he didn't. At least not to him. "Don't want to blow my cool if she's there."

"She's in room 204 with another girl," Aaron said, seeing it was propped open. The light was one, he almost wanted to go knock on the door. "I'm in 212 with Travis."

"Okay," Ned took off the lacrosse stick as he kicked open the door. He a knack for doing that when he was on the job, so Aaron had told him he could do it in this situation in the car.

It was just past eight-thirty when they walked into the dorm room.

Aaron's roommate, Travis was on his bed, kissing a brunette who was on top of him, top naked as Katie flipped the lights on.

"Oh, my god!" The girl shrieked. "What the hell?"

"What are you doing?" Aaron's roommate yelled, pulling the top sheet up to cover the girl. "What the fuck Aaron? Who are these people?"

"My sister and brother-in-law," Aaron said, hands in his pockets as he stood beside his sister by the bed.

Ned walked up to the side of the bed, picking up the dress for the girl on Travis' lap that he presumed it belonged to. "There's a roommate issue that needs to be resolved here, miss," he handed her the purple dress with a smile. "I think it would be best if you left seeing as it doesn't concern you. I apologize."

"I'll see you around Travis," the girl scoffed, pulling her dress on as she slipped out of his bed, holding the top sheet in her hands still.

"No, no, no. Not with this. I'm sorry, I just can't handle this." Katie took the sheet from her and sighed, just remembering how much the sheets had cost. She put the sheet down on Aaron's bed after thinking what might be on it and she shuddered, walking toward Ned. "I'm so beyond pissed about these sheets Ned."

The girl just picked up her bra from the other side of the room and made her way out.

"Dude, what the hell do you think you're doing just storming in?" Travis stood up out of his bed in his boxers, covering his erection with a pillow as he looked at Katie. He wasn't that kind of person. "I told you earlier today dude that I needed-"

"Dude is not his name. It's Aaron. Not 'dude' or 'bro.' Just Aaron." Ned cleared his throat as he stepped closer to Travis, reaching his hand out to calmly touch the young man's shoulder.

Katie snickered and nudged Aaron as the kid nodded uneasily, not knowing what to think of Ned as he stood his ground, his hands behind his back. God, he was so hot when he was in charge. The police academy had changed him for the better.

"Say it. Let's practice. Aaron." Ned said, mouthing out the word to him. Katie snickered and so did Aaron. God, Ned was doing great.

"Aaron," Travis muttered, rolling his eyes at Ned.

"What? Couldn't hear you?" Ned whispered, leaning in close.

"Aaron!" Travis said normally.

"That sounded good. What do you think?" Ned turned to Aaron with a grin, making fun of this situation.

"I think it sounded good," Aaron nodded, smiling a little.

"Dude, I don't know who you think you are-" Travis started and Ned stepped closer this time, pushing on his chest.

"No, no, no. Dude isn't my name. To you, it's either Officer Banks or Private Banks, but that's just military formalities." Ned said, grinning at him. "I think you need to calm down and listen up."

"He's in the army and the police department in town," Katie said, getting cocky as Aaron chuckled off to the side. He was loving this.

Ned looked over at Katie, shaking his head he looked back at Travis. "If Aaron has a problem with you, you have a problem with me. You got it?"

"Got it," Travis stuttered.

"Great," Ned looked over at Aaron, nodding at Aaron to take over as he wrapped his arm around Katie's waist. "Glad things are clear."

"You know, quit locking me out Travis and we also talk about that line. Keep your stuff on that side." Aaron muttered, explaining all he could think of. He was so beyond pissed. He couldn't believe he had to bring Ned and Katie over here. "But I already petitioned to get a single dorm. To hell with this and you. You're hell to live with."

Katie stepped forward. "Oh, I have something too. Hi, older sister here, about the sheets thing... That just can't happen because it seems like it might not be a big deal to you, but our mom bought my brother these and they were really expensive." She said softly, smiling at Travis as she tapped his cheek and then stepped back. "So if you could take them off right now that would be great."

"Yeah. The sheets. Really?" Ned furrowed his brow. "Did your mother teach you those manners? Don't touch anything of Aaron's without asking. Okay?"

"Okay," Travis nodded. "I'll get the sheets off now."

"Awesome," Katie cheered, looking at Aaron. "Bring them to mom. She'll know what to do."

"So everything good here?" Ned motioned between the two and Aaron walked toward his bed with his bag, setting it down. "Great." He looked to Aaron and nodded, patting his shoulder. "Go knock on Michele's door. I'll see you Sunday."

Aaron chuckled and looked over at him. "Maybe," he walked toward the small space he had near his bed to hang shirts up. "Katie?"

He'd looked over to see her kiss Ned, laughing a little as he tried to pull her into the hallway. "What?" She came over to see him at a dilemma of what shirt to wear. "Definitely the gray one. It'll bring out your eyes and please, for the love of god get a new body spray. No one likes it." She took the AXE spray off his dresser and tossed it to Ned, who caught it and put it in the trash by him. "But here. I keep this in my purse for my reasons and don't ask. But don't do anything you wouldn't want me to tell mom because I'm telling her you went to a girl's room now."

Katie gave him a little to go spray thing she'd bought of Ned's cologne once. She'd really missed him. Enough to buy and spray his cologne around her. Then Ned pulled her from the room. They had an empty house and bed waiting for them.