from his neck.
“What’s wrong?” I whispered.
“Nothing.”
I sat up and studied him. The TV flickered across his face. His eyes focused on the screen as he ran his hands through his hair.
“Did I do something?”
“No, we’ve been drinking…a lot. I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret.”
“Are you drunk?” I whispered.
“A little,” he whispered back.
“Me too, I guess.” I straddled him and set my arms on his shoulders to steady myself. “I appreciate this gentleman stuff but it’s really not necessary.”
He relented and drew me to him for another kiss, his hands sliding under my tank top and caressing my back.
Then there was banging on the door.
“Paige? Open up! I forgot my key!” called Danielle.
I slid from Chaz’s lap and crossed the room as he turned on the lamp.
“Geez, did you guys fall asleep?” she asked, stomping into the room.
“Something like that,” I said and shot her a glare.
“I better go.” Chaz rose from the bed and slipped on his shoes.
“Oh shit…” Danielle covered her mouth. “Did I interrupt something?”
“See you bright and early,” Chaz called. “We’ll come get you for breakfast,” he said and gave me a peck on the cheek.
A peck? What the hell? I locked the door and leaned back against it.
“What was going on in here?” Danielle’s eyes twinkled mischievously.
“Whatever was going on is over now, thank you very much.” I scolded. I stripped down to my underwear and slipped under the covers.
“I’m sorry. We need a signal or something.”
“Like a Do Not Disturb sign?”
“Yes. Why didn’t you put it on the door?”
“There was no time. It kind of just happened.”
“So, are you guys like a couple now?”
“Who knows?” I rolled onto my side and drifted off to sleep with Chaz’s kiss on my lips.
***
The next morning we rolled out of bed, put on some sweats, and waited. Thankfully, we didn’t need to worry about our hair, make-up or clothes. All of that would be done for us at the convention.
“It’s getting late. We better go,” said Danielle.
“Where are the boys?” I asked.
“They must have overslept.” Danielle banged on the wall and listened. Nothing.
We went next door and knocked. After a long minute Chaz opened the door. His hair was disheveled, he was shirtless, and his jeans had the top two buttons undone. My knees weakened and I tried not to stare.
“What time is it?” he asked with squinted eyes as we brushed past him.
“Time for us to go,” barked Danielle. “C’mon, Sleeping Beauty,” she called over to Donny. He was face down diagonally on the bed, the sheet draped loosely over his naked backside. She sat next to him and shook his shoulder.
“Hmm…”
“Wake up, asshole. We gotta go.”
My eyes trailed after Chaz as he disappeared into the bathroom.
“Already?” he rolled over. “I’ve barely slept.”
“Who’s fault is that?” hissed Danielle.
Chaz returned, drying his face with a towel. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he ran a comb through his hair and slipped on a striped blue polo shirt. His eyes caught mine in the mirror. I blushed and looked away.
Danielle picked up a glass of something from the nightstand and held it over Donny’s head. “Get up or you get doused.”
“Okay, okay, take it easy.” Donny rolled out of bed, but not before pushing Danielle back onto it. He staggered in all of his naked glory into the vanity area and shoved a toothbrush into his mouth. Then he walked into the bathroom and peed without closing the door.
“Ugh!” snorted Danielle in disgust. “Honestly, he’s so gross.” When he returned he picked up his clothes from the floor and threw them on.
“I’m ready,” he smiled, spreading his arms. Chaz opened the door and Donny stepped back, his hands blocking the sun as it streamed in.
“Jesus, Mary, Mother-of-God!” he winced and slipped on his shades.
The van took us over to the convention center
“What’s wrong?” I whispered.
“Nothing.”
I sat up and studied him. The TV flickered across his face. His eyes focused on the screen as he ran his hands through his hair.
“Did I do something?”
“No, we’ve been drinking…a lot. I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret.”
“Are you drunk?” I whispered.
“A little,” he whispered back.
“Me too, I guess.” I straddled him and set my arms on his shoulders to steady myself. “I appreciate this gentleman stuff but it’s really not necessary.”
He relented and drew me to him for another kiss, his hands sliding under my tank top and caressing my back.
Then there was banging on the door.
“Paige? Open up! I forgot my key!” called Danielle.
I slid from Chaz’s lap and crossed the room as he turned on the lamp.
“Geez, did you guys fall asleep?” she asked, stomping into the room.
“Something like that,” I said and shot her a glare.
“I better go.” Chaz rose from the bed and slipped on his shoes.
“Oh shit…” Danielle covered her mouth. “Did I interrupt something?”
“See you bright and early,” Chaz called. “We’ll come get you for breakfast,” he said and gave me a peck on the cheek.
A peck? What the hell? I locked the door and leaned back against it.
“What was going on in here?” Danielle’s eyes twinkled mischievously.
“Whatever was going on is over now, thank you very much.” I scolded. I stripped down to my underwear and slipped under the covers.
“I’m sorry. We need a signal or something.”
“Like a Do Not Disturb sign?”
“Yes. Why didn’t you put it on the door?”
“There was no time. It kind of just happened.”
“So, are you guys like a couple now?”
“Who knows?” I rolled onto my side and drifted off to sleep with Chaz’s kiss on my lips.
***
The next morning we rolled out of bed, put on some sweats, and waited. Thankfully, we didn’t need to worry about our hair, make-up or clothes. All of that would be done for us at the convention.
“It’s getting late. We better go,” said Danielle.
“Where are the boys?” I asked.
“They must have overslept.” Danielle banged on the wall and listened. Nothing.
We went next door and knocked. After a long minute Chaz opened the door. His hair was disheveled, he was shirtless, and his jeans had the top two buttons undone. My knees weakened and I tried not to stare.
“What time is it?” he asked with squinted eyes as we brushed past him.
“Time for us to go,” barked Danielle. “C’mon, Sleeping Beauty,” she called over to Donny. He was face down diagonally on the bed, the sheet draped loosely over his naked backside. She sat next to him and shook his shoulder.
“Hmm…”
“Wake up, asshole. We gotta go.”
My eyes trailed after Chaz as he disappeared into the bathroom.
“Already?” he rolled over. “I’ve barely slept.”
“Who’s fault is that?” hissed Danielle.
Chaz returned, drying his face with a towel. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he ran a comb through his hair and slipped on a striped blue polo shirt. His eyes caught mine in the mirror. I blushed and looked away.
Danielle picked up a glass of something from the nightstand and held it over Donny’s head. “Get up or you get doused.”
“Okay, okay, take it easy.” Donny rolled out of bed, but not before pushing Danielle back onto it. He staggered in all of his naked glory into the vanity area and shoved a toothbrush into his mouth. Then he walked into the bathroom and peed without closing the door.
“Ugh!” snorted Danielle in disgust. “Honestly, he’s so gross.” When he returned he picked up his clothes from the floor and threw them on.
“I’m ready,” he smiled, spreading his arms. Chaz opened the door and Donny stepped back, his hands blocking the sun as it streamed in.
“Jesus, Mary, Mother-of-God!” he winced and slipped on his shades.
The van took us over to the convention center
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