Scott's Bedroom

“We should probably get to bed,” I said softly, kissing the top of her head.

“I suppose.” She got up, turning to help me up. Behind her, Paige made a ‘V’ with her fingers. Pressing it against her face, she flicked her tongue up and down between them. Glaring at her, I drew Kaylee’s attention to her. Like the sneaky devil she was, Paige was the picture of innocence when she looked.

“Enjoy tonight you two,” Paige said, taking a step back. “Remember my offer still stands. When my brother inevitably disappoints, let me know.”

“Paige!” I said, taking a step towards her. I swear I was going to strangle her. Using her ability to slip away, she darted off, laughing the entire time. “Sorry about that.”

“I know how she is.”

I sighed, turning back to face Kaylee. She stood there, hands behind her back with an expectant smile. I knew what she was waiting for. Today, I would be the one taking the lead.

Reaching out, I wrapped my hand around her back as I pulled her into a kiss. “Room is this way.” Smiling warmly, she took my hand as I led her towards the stairs. My heart hammered with each stair. It seemed like gravity was increasing, each step exponentially harder than the one before. Approaching the first door, I got an idea on how to tease her. Turning, I gestured to the door. “The guest room, prepared especially for you.”

She looked surprised, looking from me to the door. Sadly, I couldn’t keep a straight face to save my life and she caught on almost instantly. “Ass,” she said, smiling as she swatted my arm. Tugging on her hand, I led her down the hall to my room. “If that was the case, I was going to have to take your sister up on her offer.”

“Knowing her, it’ll just be the two nerdy guys her boyfriend hangs out with.” I struggled with their names. “Caleb and Owen I think…”

“Oh…” she said, clearly having second thoughts. I wonder if she knew who I was talking about.

“What, not up to your exacting standards?”

“I wouldn’t say no, but they wouldn’t be my first choice. Or thirtieth…”

I stood aside to let her enter my room before following her in, closing the door behind me. “Not all of us can be sexy male models.” She slowly strolled into my room, looking around. I was glad I spent the time deep cleaning it. Normally, I kept it in fairly good shape, but it needed some loving. Her hand ran along my bookcase as she examined the collection of books. Her eyes lifted up to the figurines I had sitting atop it. Those were from the Warriors and Wizards campaign Liam and I played back in the early days of high school. Great times. Sadly, the group disbanded junior year when the other two guys moved away.

“I keep forgetting I’m dating a dork,” she said softly, staring at the figurines. She gestured to the books below it. “This is basically male erotica.”

“Rude! I have a lot of good memories with that.”

“Uh-huh. You play a big burly man running around rescuing weak and dainty females from monsters?” she asked with a teasing smile. I felt my face heat. She was uncomfortably close on that one. What can I say? We were horny teenagers and weren’t exactly popular with girls for various different reasons. Looking back, we might have put a bit too much of our frustrations into our characters. “I bet they were all super thankful for being rescued. What did they reward their big, brave, muscular heroes with?” Each word dripped with sexuality that closely mimicked her mother. She had moved over to me, her hand casually running down my chest at the same time she mentioned words like big, brave, and muscular. Behind me, my hand ran over the door handle and pressed the lock. She hiked an eyebrow at the loud click that followed.

“Uh-oh. Am I locked in the dungeon now?”

“For making fun of me for playing, you seem to be having a fun time.”

With a coy smile, she took several steps back. “I’m just wondering if I’m trapped in here with the villain, or my hero…”

I didn’t move from the door, heart hammering so loud, I could hear it in my head. It felt like I couldn’t get a good breath. “W-which one do you want me to be?”