She Comes Clean.

"Well...I...uh...." she turned away from me, eyes clamped back shut as she gripped the sheets in a firm grasp, "I wasn't in the bathroom..."

"You weren't?" I asked feigning ignorance.

She let out a shuttered sigh, "No...I was...uh...uh, She opened her eyes halfway, a look of defeat and hunger in them, "I was in your dirty laundry."

She looked at me, probably expecting a look of disgust, but instead got a questionable look from me, " You were in my laundry?"

She opened her eyes a look of fright betraying her features, I was going to your room I swear!!" she stammered, "...but then I saw the laundry door wide open," her face reddened, hands going to her stomach, "The smell...it was so strong,... it made my stomach go into knots," Her eyes clamped shut again and looked away from me, "The next thing I know, I was sifting through your dirty pile, inhaling your scent from a pair of boxers."

There was an awkward silence between us now, and I felt the need to break it,"Gaz did you...you know?" I pointed in between her legs. She blushed as she closed them, giving me a hungry stare before nodding her head, "...I was uhhh...thinking of us...doing things uh..together..."

"You mean...like sex?"

*GRRROWL!!!* She moans as her hand went to her belly once again, head facing down, but I didn't miss the sight frenzied look in her eyes. and the lick of her lips.

Just like that, it clicked like keys to a door.