Just wash your face

You both stay lying on the floor. Weirdly this is the most comfortable that you've been all day despite the hard tiles under the towel. The sweet smell of vanilla mixes with the recent musk of sex that would stir your crotch had it not just been sucked dry by Heather's incredible mouth. "Bet you didn't think this would happen today?" You lie with a smirk rested on your lips.

Heather shifts and rolls to her hands and knees next to you. "No I didn't." She lets out a high pitched giggle before adding with a smile, "a virus which makes people crazy was not part of my morning plans." You can't help but chuckle back.

You stand up first and offer a hand to pull Heather up. You pull with one hand and she ends up inches away from your face once more, her hazel eyes resting upon your own, with her hands against your toned chest. Your heart pounds faster even though you've been through so much with her already. "Heather I..."

She leans forward and takes your lips with hers. This time she's slow, lingering as her wet lips pull away, nothing like the last time you kissed. "I know, I can feel your heart Michael." You take your other hand to her cheek to brush a lock of her hair behind her ear. "But I can't just leave Charlie, not while this just started. It'd crush him." Your arm drops slowly down her face.

She catches it and interlocks fingers, pulling you back to her mouth. Another slow kiss. Her wet lips taking her time to taste yours once more. You withdraw and she pulls back, a pained look flashes through her eyes. "I get it." You say quietly. "This crazy world, losing everything in the same day. Yeah." She forces a smile. You return one, all the while your insides scream.

What the hell dude! That kiss was totally not for someone she didn't want. Yeah just take her into your arms make her swoon I'm sure that'll work. Just leave his stupid ass, no one gives a shit about him anyway.

No one except her.

"I should probably take a shower, don't wanna walk through your house with the smell of sex dripping from me." Heather finally says breaking the silence.

"Really, damn. I would've enjoyed it a lot." You dramatically sigh. She returns a lighthearted giggle. "I'll go let everyone know and ask one of my sisters for a change of clothes for you."

"Thank you."

You quickly wash your face in the sink, trying to ignore the supple figure of Heather's naked body behind the misty glass. In your room you get yourself a change of clothes, just a loose fitting top and a pair of faded jeans, as well as some baggy clothes for Charlie. Figuring he's just a bit taller, but certainly more muscular, you settle on some of your largest clothes; a pair of sweatpants and a different loose top. You then head back downstairs to where everyone is waiting.