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Barefoot
She ran home afterwards, while he was asleep. Her bare feet thudded against the pavement and her wild, short red hair bounced along in her wake. She panted achingly, but she couldn't slow down. If she focused on the running, the pain, the pushing herself, she could stop thinking about what had just happened.

She wasn't even sure what time she got home, but she knew it was dark and far later than she had intended to get home. Stopping on her front porch, she stopped to take a breath and comb her hair flat with her shaking fingers. God, she hoped they were asleep.

They weren't. All three of them were furious that she had run home on her own. She pleaded they not blame Eric for her mistakes. They were watching a movie, her phone died, they fell asleep, she forgot to call on her way out. Somewhere along the line of her lies she looked into the eyes of her best friend and knew he knew. She was so terrified that they all would know about the truth, that she excused herself as quickly as possible, apologizing profusely and begging that she was tired and needed rest. On the verge of tears, she was pardoned and her parents understood the situation to be just as her sweet lies claimed, acknowledging that she appeared to be fine and would have to be more mindful the next time she wanted to stay late at her boyfriend's place.

Gavin's eyes followed her cautiously, but he said nothing. He was kind enough to save the conversation for a later time. The next morning on their drive to school, in fact. Her night had been hell, and she hardly got any sleep after her memories refused to leave her be.
"Should I be worried?" He asked. She wasn't even sure if she knew the answer.

She shook her head. "I'm just... I don't know, Vin. It's weird. I mean, after your first time, didn't you feel different? Isolated? Like anyone you look at will automatically realize you've committed... well, you know... I-I wasn't forced or anything. Don't give me that look. You be nice to him. It was... nice. Well, it felt good... Oh my god I can't believe I'm actually talking about this." Her face was a bright cherry red that she tried to bury under her arms. "Please don't laugh at me for being ridiculous. This is horrible. I couldn't even focus on Mr. Tanner's lecture today on the immune system because I keep remembering it. Since when did sex make like way more complicated? You never seemed to be distracted this much." She accused of her neighbor. She didn't tell him that what was really killing her was that she wanted to break up with Eric, despite the night they had shared together. She really liked him, cared for him so deeply, but something felt wrong and she couldn't place it. She must have gone crazy. Maybe losing one's virginity did that.

When she ran into him again he did apologize for not getting her home on time. She wondered if she should say something. Sorry for running out like I did? She had a really good time? She just didn't want to see him anymore? Instead, she settled for,
"Did you sleep well?" With a simple smile. His wide, wolfish grin spread across his face.
"Yeah! Like a baby. Hey, there's somewhere I wanted to show you." His eyes glittered excitedly like a boy in love. She wondered if she had ever looked at him like that.
Weaving their way through the crowded halls, they ended up in the lighting racks above the auditorium, overlooking the empty seats and stage.
"We can get some privacy up here." He whispered, kissing her cheek easily. "I wanted to tell you something. Something important." His face was uncharacteristically bashful, a light blush dusting his handsome face. "I mean, last night was a big step for us, you know? And I wanted you to know that it meant a lot to me because, well, I- I love you, Rae."

Her heart could have stopped she was so terrified. She couldn't return his words. She didn't love him. Yet she cared for him so much and she really liked him. She couldn't say anything, though, because how could she do that to someone who had just laid their heart on the line to her? Maybe, she reasoned, she just needed more time. That her love would come soon enough. She was slow and he was fast. She just needed to be patient, right? She opened her mouth to at least try to say something,
"Eric, I can't-" Her lips were met by one of his fingers.
"It's ok if you can't say it yet. I just really wanted you to know. You had a good time last night, right?"
"O-of course! I-I-" She was cut off again, but this time by his lips. His skillful, soft lips. She would come around eventually, right? She just needed to give herself some time. She was slow, after all. They fell into each other once again

~~~

The rendezvous continued to occur for about 2-3 times a week for the first month, but eventually Rae managed to dwindle the amount to once a week, often during their friday night dates during the second month. Her feelings were frustratingly slow, she lamented to Gavin. How could she not want to continue something that made her feel so good? As much as she wanted to hide her discomfort from her best friend, there was no hope for her. The moment he noticed her grades beginning to drop, the musician confronted her.

"Break up with him." Gavin's voice was soft, understanding, but insistent. "I know you care about him, but you can't let this relationship affect your grades." He reasoned, knowing how much academics meant to the aspiring scientist. She knew he was right. He always was, so she promised she would the coming weekend, but then she backed out because he had a big game that day and didn't want to make the team suffer. Again, she promised Gavin the next weekend, but then she had a test to study for and breaking up with Eric would mean distracting her. She begged for one more chance. She knew her best friend would take matters into his own hands if she did not act soon. She'd gotten so close and was on the verge of going through with it when he invited her to a party with his friends. She'd returned home completely wasted that night and more distressed than ever. She'd never be able to do anything at this rate... So she lied to Gavin. She told him that she broke it off with Eric and was so upset that she went to a party with some of her friends. It didn't take long for the gearhead to catch on to her ruse. He was angry with her, but not mad enough to forget to call Eric and break up the pair over the phone.

She wanted to be mad at him, really she did. It was embarrassing that she couldn't take matters into her own hands, embarrassing that she wasn't able to balance her relationship and school the way she had intended, but mostly embarrassed that she had been fighting to stay in a relationship with someone whom she didn't love. She couldn't look at the charming man for weeks, horrified by how it had all ended. Eventually Eric graduated and Rae was left with her regret, knowing she was the one to have wronged him in the long run.

Starry Blackness

Vin was so pretty, obviously. He was a handsome, handsome boy. She'd always known this. When she was younger, she'd been envious of the blond's effortlessly perfect curls. No matter how the ginger tried, she could never replicate his natural beauty. Heading into her teens, she knew he was only growing more and more handsome as his muscles began to develop, his voice became more mature, his flirtations a bit more sultry. Of course, before she realized her feelings for the man, she saw this fact as more of an irritation than a turn on. It meant more girls trying to hang out with them to get closer to Gavin. It made dating for the gearhead a breeze whereas Rae always had trouble even speaking to guys. His beauty was downright annoying. Of course, the fact that the two were best friends never failed to help the insecure ginger overcome her envy and value their relationship more than her annoyance.

Once she realized her feelings for the gearhead, Raelyn was once again annoyed, but in a very different manner. He was fine as hell. And now she couldn't help her involuntary reactions when he'd flirt with her, touch her, kiss her. She had been emotionally and psychologically attracted to her best friend for 5 years, but had forgotten the whole physical aspect in the crush. When he'd re-emerged, it had been an adjustment. They quickly fell back into their buddy-buddy roles, but even his lean, pale version of herself had sent her heart aflutter and she hadn't known what to do with herself.

After Gavin went clean, he'd returned a bloody mess, but his body resembled it's former football days more and more. Rae had to struggle with her desires to reach for him and flinch away in embarrassment.

Luckily, two long island ice teas and a lemon drop later, Rae had no intention of restraining her paws from her man any longer.

"Gavin." The hammered ginger stared into her boyfriend's eyes seriously, "We should get you a queen sized bed." She slurred relatively clearly. "Right, Jess?" The sweetling recruited her Canadian room mate.

"Heehee, and why does he need such a big bed, RaeRae?" Jessica giggled, leaning against the table they'd snagged at the bar. The whole group had come out tonight. Marie, unfortunately, had to leave early for some apparent reason, but she'd encouraged the rest to have fun anyways.

"Beeeecauuuusssseee, Jesss. We can't always cuddle on the couch! It's not good for sleeping. I would know. So many kinks in my neck..." The copper doe woed, leaning her head on Gavin's shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist. "You better make up for that later." She giggled, nuzzling her lover's neck.

"Heehee! Rae being flirty is funny."
"You feeling alright there, Daredevil?"
"Abololuterlously!"
"Um, Rae?" Gavin chuckled, eyeing a very bold hand slithering over to his pectoral. "How about we put this little fella back up here?" He readjusted the flirty hand up to his shoulder.
"But... She likes to be right here." Was the response, returning the hand to it's previous place of occupancy.
"Heehee! Rae being flirty is funny."

Cold Showers
WARNING: MATURE-ISH

She hadn't even realized how much he'd been showering lately until she got the utility bill. She'd been using just as much as normal, but him... well it wasn't until she'd talked with Jessica that she came to the realization.

"I've been trying to put it out there, like you said. You know I'm so bad at being forward. I did the short shorts, asking for his opinion on my new bikini, eating a fudgecicle (I still don't get the comparison by the way)... I even tried spilling something on the front of my shirt well... I mean it was toothpaste when we were sharing the bathroom but still! It's like whenever I try to do something sexy he's got something better to do like take a shower. What's up with that?" The sweet ginger ranted, at a loss for how she could seduce the surprisingly elusive Gavin.
"He's been taking showers?" Jessica raised her eyebrow, a knowing grin forming on her lips.
"All the time. I wonder if he's feeling sick and gross or something."
"Oh honey... he's not sick."
"Well I don't know. Because yesterday I was trying your massage suggestion and he got up right in the middle of it... oh-OH! Oh my gosh I'm an idiot!"
"Only a little."

Enter Gavin, the world's most patient and understanding boyfriend. In a way, the bill was partially her fault. She'd been trying her damndest to seduce the man and yet she had never used her words to say anything. Internally, she was kicking herself.
"Don't think too hard there, Daredevil." An amused voice sounded right next to her head, startling the doe out of the clouds.
"V-vin! I was just thinking about-uh-the bill."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, well, it's kind of skyrocketed as of late..."
"Oh."
"And I think I know-"
"Yeah, work. Working on cars really gets me greasy and dirty and I've been working so much, I guess I just started showering daily out of habit."
"But I thought-"
"Don't worry about it. If you want I can pitch in a little more to cover the charges. Don't worry about it." His cheeks were tinted slightly from embarrassment.
"Okay... if you say so." She smiled, savoring a quick kiss. "Do you want to watch a movie tonight? Your pick. I might even make it half-way through a horror flick if you want." The poor boy had been suffering too. He certainly deserved a little treat for his trouble.
"Someone's in a generous mood today." He chuckled, "That sounds perfect. No take backs, alright?"
"Promise." Oh how little he knew...

~~~

"Eep!" She squealed, throwing the blanket over her eyes for the third time in the first fifteen minutes of the movie. Her slight frame was clung around her boyfriend's torso, only the thin layer of her pajamas keeping her skin from his. "How long is this movie again?"

"About two hours. Giving up so soon? You did say no take backs." He teased, peaking at the brilliant nurse cowering beneath the blanket. He smirked easily. It was as though he knew her movements sooner than she did her own. She intended to simply stick her tongue out at him in response and deliver some kind of remark about how she, in fact, was not 'giving up' as he suggested. Contrary to her intentions, the moment her tongue was produced, two fingers were already clamping down on the wet muscle. Her eyes widened in shock. This was the first time he had actually won at their little game.
"Yo go' i'!" She exclaimed, eyes landing on his own surprised irises. The pair burst into laughter simultaneously.

"I love you, Rae."
"I love you too, Vin."
When they stopped laughing, their bodies gravitated towards one another, letting their lips meet happily. She shifted to sit in the musician's lap, glad that she had gained the confidence and comfort to do so during their time together. As the kissing started to escalate, Vin promptly removed the girl and was already heading to the bathroom with a simple "shower" explanation. Rae'd been left stunned. Was she still not being obvious enough?
"Vin!" She called, but the sound of the water smacking against the tile was already sounding. Screw subtlety and waiting for the right moment. This needed to stop.

"Gavin!" She entered the bathroom and tried to open the curtain.
"Rae, now's not a good time. Don't worry about the utility bill." He yanked the curtain back before they could face each other.
Rae huffed, moving to the other side and opening the curtain enough to climb in herself.
"Jesus! Rae!" He clambered to cover his situation with the curtain in his hand
"I have been trying to seduce you all month." She started. "The clothes, the toothpaste, the massage, all of it because I wanted you to know I was ready. I thought that I wasn't getting to you at all because you always seemed to have to shower whenever I tried and I didn't realize until I got the bill just how much I'd been getting to you. I'm sorry I didn't say anything before. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm ready when you are. Not to say-"
"Rae..."
"Not to say that we have to right this second. I was just-" She was interrupted by Gavin's cold, wet kiss.
"Rae?"
"Mhm?"
"Do you mind if I turn up the temperature of the water?"
"Please do."

...

From Now On, We Bring a Designated Driver

It was Raevin's third high school party. Being a social butterfly and a well-known football newbie, Gavin received a lot of invites. Of course, being the good friend that he was, the jock always tried to bring his introvert of a best friend along in hopes she would meet people and make more friends. The first party had been rough, the second was definitely an improvement, and tonight they both agreed that they would be able to have fun. They were young, naive, and enthusiastic to be invited at all.

The shy redhead walked only slightly nervously alongside her best friend (a big improvement from full on cutting off circulation in his arm the first time he had suggested such a daring opportunity). She'd met a couple girls the last time she came that were on the cheerleading squad. Gavin, certainly, seemed to have his eye on a cutie named Kara. Rae was skeptical, but hopeful that the nice girl might be someone she could trust her favorite person with. Upon entering, they were welcomed warmly and quickly ushered to the kitchen, where the alcohol was in abundance and everyone gave on inhibitions.

Rae grabbed drinks while Gavin chatted with some of his buddies and Rae joined him shortly after, handing him his designated red cup. They stayed together for the first couple drinks or so until the bubbly redhead was ready to find the girls she had been trying to befriend. Oh look! They were over by the fireplace. They were smiling and laughing and Rae wanted to join in on the fun. A couple nudges and giggles later, her bouncing pixie cut found it's way over to the group of ladies. An enthusiastic Kara greeted her warmly, much to the sweetheart's delight. The two began chatting immediately, forgetting about everyone else around them.

"So she's really just a friend, Chandler?" Zeke, a graduating senior and current quarterback for the school, asked casually.
"Yeah man, we've been neighbors almost as long as I can remember. We're basically family." Or something like that... He corrected internally. It was an interesting dynamic. They certainly weren't blood related, but they were joined at the hip almost 24/7 and never seemed to tire of the other's company. They were best friends, but sometimes it still seemed like that label still wasn't enough. Well, he'd think about it later. Right now, Kara was looking cute and her eyes were definitely wandering over to him enough to be suggestive. Rae would probably put in a good word for him, right? They'd probably get along. Who couldn't love the amazingly adorkable Raelyn Emmerson?

"Alright, men. I think I've got the courage to go over there now if you know what I mean." Zeke cheersed with a couple of the team mates, bringing Vin's attention back to his group. Huh? Go over where? Drinking with friends sure felt great.

As the soon to be graduated man made his way over, the freshman jock watched his senior stuff some kind of whitish round pills into his back pocket. Was he on medication. He didn't know much about that stuff, but even Rae had lectured him never to mix prescription drugs with alcohol. Maybe he should tell him...

"Alright, Ladies, who needs another round?" The quarterback gleamed, coming to stand between Kara and Gavin's best friend.

Football Party. Drinks. Girls. Pills. Girls. Smiling. Rae. Pills. Party. Drinks. Pills. Drinks and pills. Older guy. Pills and girls and older guy. B-A-D.

"NNNnnnnoooopppppeeeeee!" Before he knew it, his hands were grabbing the red cup out of the copper doe's grateful hands. For a moment, his eyes and Zeke's met. And what if he was wrong? What if the drugs were actually cold medicine? Or he hadn't actually put anything in the drink? People were staring at him like he was crazy. The moment of panic that crossed the senior jock's face registered in Vin's mind moments too late after he was already chugging the drink. At this point, all alcohol was starting to taste the same. He couldn't tell. All he could do now was look at Zeke and try to read him as he made up some bullshit excuse.
"Uh, sorry. I just wanted a reason to come over here too. Hey ladies! You all look gorgeous, by the way. Kara, did you do something different with your hair?"
"Gavin?" Rae piped up, peeved that her best friend just stole her kindly offered drink from the cute senior quarterback.
"Rae! Haha wow, it's so funny, I just remembered I need to talk to you about something immediately over there. Let's go!" He practically pulled the wobbly woman from her comfortable perch. He turned to give Zeke one last glance, but the boy had already disappeared. He ushered his friend over to a hallway quickly.

"I need you to keep an eye out for me in a little bit. If I start acting funny or just pass out, make sure I don't... oh I don't know hit my head or get taken advantage of."
"What? You don't make any sense! I want to go hang out with Kara more-"
"Rae! I think I might have been... drugged?"
Her denim eyes were suddenly wide and gasp escaped her little worried lips. Just thinking about the possibility that someone might have almost tampered with her drink made him sick.

"I just... oh wow... I don't feel too good." He wavered, catching himself on a wall. Was it drugs or had he just drank the beer too fast. The scenery around him changed and before he knew it, he was lying on someone's bed.
"Rae?" He whispered, his mind beginning to swim. "Oh wow, this is actually kind of terrifying."
"I'm right here, Vin." A delicate hand slipped into his in reassurance. Thank god she was there. He flinched as some cold, wet spongy thing jumped onto his forehead. "I went to the bathroom to get you a washcloth. I don't think it's procedure, but I always feel like it helps me when I'm sick." She explained. "I was telling some of the girls about what you said and they seemed really worried, you know. Kara especially. Some wanted to come and I said nope! He's my best friend and I can take care of him."
"What?! You told a bunch of cute, worried cheerleaders that I was in need of care and just... didn't let them come? I could be being pampered by cheerleaders right now!" Gavin lamented, really feeling the loss as his mind made everything look. I could've..." He dragged the sweetling's hand around for emphasis. "I couldn't had them check my forehead for fever or... feel my heartbeat or... thanked them for their kindness..."
"You could be more thankful to me, you know. It's not every day that my best friend gets roofied at a party. *Gasp* Do you think one of the girls did it? Heather has been making eyes at you all night..."

"Heather? Who's that? No, no, I think Zeke might've... might've..." He was loosing consciousness now. Thank god Rae was there. He couldn't let her go back to the party. What if there were more like Zeke. "Promise me you won't leave my side for the rest of the night." He was gone before the doe could even reply.

~~~

The next morning, Gavin awoke to a ginger koala wrapped around him out of habit. If there weren't already rumors, people definitely would be getting the wrong idea if they got sight of this... What had happened last night? Everything was fuzzy. Maybe he just drank far too much? But... this wasn't his room... and it certainly wasn't Rae's. Crap.

The young jock scrambled for his phone, finding it in his pocket. He was going to get an earful from Mr. Emmerson for sure. How many missed calls?

None.
None? What? Had they not woken up yet? Maybe they had time to get back before... no. He was 5000% certain that Mrs. Emmerson wasn't going to spontaneously break her 5am wake up routine the night after he and Rae went out to a party.
"Rae..." He prodded the sleeping angel, not even attempting to disentangle the girl himself. He'd never had any hope for it.

Eventually she can around, taking only moments to groggily open her eyes before she was up and as perky as ever. "Good morning!" She chirped, stretching and rolling off the bed they apparently shared the previous night. "You ready to head out? We can grab breakfast at Pancake House. My treat."

"Wait, wait, wait. What in the world happened last night? Why isn't my phone malfunctioning from missed calls from your parents? Why didn't we get home last night?" The questions flowed as he allowed the sweet ginger to escort him out of the thoroughly trashed house.

"Well... long story short: You were the hero of the night, got drugged, made just about half the girls at school fall in love with you, and were lucky enough to bring me along to come up with a cover story for the parents. You stayed over at John's because he just got the new Call of Duty game and ended up falling asleep. You were too tired to drive and the girls and I already thought a slumber party would be fun, so you promised to pick me up in the morning and we'd be home by 10am."

"Damn. You're pretty amazing for this only being your third high school party. Ever think about making it a profession?" He teased lightly.
"We have each other's backs. Always." She nodded. "Though from now on, let's just always promise to alternate being designated driver. It is really hard making up plausible stories whilst drunk."

"Agreed, Daredevil. Man, this hangover is killer. I may not drink again until I'm 87." He groaned.

"I bet you will. Oh... and by the way... you might not be seeing Zeke around for a while."

"Why what happened?"

"Let's just say I took care of it."

"Fine. I get to take care of it next time though."

"Deal."

"Deal."

Guilty Pleasure

"Raelyn Emmerson, you're surprisingly dirty." Marie noted as she nursed her beer, Thomas just returned to the table with another round of drinks and burst into laughter at the accusation. Jessica was chatting up some cute bartender and Gavin, sweet, sweet hammered Gavin, was nuzzled into his favorite ginger's neck, arms wrapped around her loosely, with one hand carelessly resting on her thigh.

Rae, the designated driver for the night was, in contrast, completely sober. She choked on water in response to her friend's bold statement.
"M-marie! Why would you say that?! Gavin's just snoozing." She recovered, blushing profusely.
"Oh no, no. I know you. You are dirty, dirty dirty chickadee." She giggled, getting settled against her newly returned boyfriend.
"What have I just walked into? The secret life of Raelyn? Innocent on the outside, dominatrix underneath?" Thomas wiped his eyes from laughter.

"On what evidence do you get to call me dirty, Miss Queen of Roleplay?" Rae countered, "Oh yeah, Jess tells me everything by the way! I know far more about your love life than I need to."

Marie scoffed, "That was never a secret! And you're damn right I'm the queen. Right, baby?" The couple high-fived. "My point is, Rae, that you are a dirty nurse! Can we talk about this? I feel like I need to get this off my chest."

"Fine. Enlighten me." Rae buckled.
"Example A: Did you or did you not sleep in the same bed as Gavin when he was in the hospital?"
"You can't hold that against me! We have shared beds since we were kids and I couldn't leave him in his condition. Especially since I hadn't seen him in so long..."
"So the obvious answer is to sleep in the same bed with the guy you had single sided feelings for? You couldn't have slept in the bunks just down the hall?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"That you like having his body against yours and aren't afraid to take advantage of a situation. Example B: just tonight when loverboy was nuzzling your neck, you smiled and temporarily had a faraway look in your eyes. Thinking dirty thoughts, am I right?"
"Of course not! Gavin's been back for maybe a month or two now and you're accusing me of dirty thoughts! And even if I was, we are dating now, so how does that make me less than innocent?"
"So you admit it?"
"No! Of course not!"
"Then what about koala mode?"
"Oh gosh, that is just how I sleep."
The couple both shook their heads with a look that said "Oh, honey..."
"Koala mode is completely innocent!" Rae tried to defend herself.

"Right... and how many times have you guys just 'happened' to fall asleep together now?"
Rae opened her mouth to defend herself, but could offer nothing. It had happened at least a dozen times by now. She couldn't help it! It was just more comfortable with him by her side. He felt the same too if his current predicament was any indication.
"So careless. Poor Gavin is probably going out of his mind. Didn't Jess catch you quite literally on top of the boy one morning?" She smirked, the silent implication 'Jess tells me everything too!'

"Th-th-that was an accident! I panicked but he was still sleeping! Besides, he doesn't mind. He usually wraps his arms around me too." The redhead contested meekly, wishing she had something a little stronger than dihydrogen monoxide to get her through the night. Gavin shifted slightly in his drowsiness. Technically, bars didn't allow customers to sleep in house. Unfortunately, Thomas had challenged his new male companion to a drinking competition since the females couldn't exactly compete with his massive frame. Gavin was a bit shorter as well, but he'd gotten muscular enough to at least keep up a little more. That said, Gavin had been completely dry for a long time, somehow rebuilding his lack of tolerance for alcohol. The poor boy didn't even drink more than Jessica.

Rae felt her lip quiver as her boyfriend's lax lips brushed against her neck. She remembered the first time he gave her a hickey. He'd started by kissing her gently, but they grew enthusiastic quickly and maybe the doe had enjoyed the neck play a little too much for her own good.

"Aha! See?"

"W-what?!"
"It's like I can see the dirty thoughts in your head right now."

"Oi! Who cares if Rae isn't all white lily of purity or some crap like that." Jessica rejoined the party after getting her target's number and a slightly swollen lip. "I would be more concerned if she weren't thinking those thoughts. Could mean hormone issues. Now, I don't know if you're all aware or not, but Thomas is actually the biggest pervert here. And that is saying something compared to miss cosplay over here."

"Pfft! Me?! The hell, Jess?"
"Do not 'pfft!' me, mister. You have been trying to send texts to Marie all night, but guess what? You need to check the name before you send."

The tension diffused in a roar of laughter as they explored Thomas's dirty texts and roused Gavin long enough to get him into Rae's car so they could head home.
"I am never going to drink with Thomas again." The shaggy headed mechanic groaned.
"Maybe it's something you can work up to." Rae chuckled, pulling into their driveway. "He might need to escape our teasing somehow because we are never going to let him live down tonight."
"I guess not... though, they might not let you live down tonight either, Miss Innocent Koala."
"Hey!" She blushed. Had he actually be listening the whole time? "When did..." She was interrupted when greedy lips began making their way up her jugular. An automatic sigh left her lips as she started to lean her head to expose more of her neck.

As soon as they had come, Gavin's lips left and the drunk, playful mechanic was grinning madly against the door to their apartment.
"So you are kind of pervy. Should I be getting pepper spray? I don't want to just let you have your way with me in my sleep again."

"I didn't- whatever, just come here." She kissed him as they moved in doors. "Are you saying you want me to back off?" She asked, very much having no intention of moving away from him any time soon.
"No, ma'am."
"Good."

All of the Stars

The far away sirens and gentle rustling of her room mate trying to sleep were the only sounds gracing Rae and Jessica's apartment tonight.

Only a week ago, the gentle redhead had been released from the hospital and she was instructed to place her faith in the man that had a penchant for running away from his problems. A man who had disappointed her over and over and fucking over. And she could only sit on the couch, staring out the window at midnight, wondering where he was, if he was alright, if he'd eaten, and the like.

The last time she'd seen him, he'd been more distraught than her. She could still recall the fear and desperation in his clouded eyes. She felt so mad, because she couldn't help him, no matter how much she had tried or wanted to.

With a sigh, she flopped back onto the couch and moved her textbook to the ground. A tiny white feather puffed into the air and fluttered onto her right.

"I'm going to tickle you now, Raelyn."

Her heart started beating faster just thinking of that night.

TBC...