Shane’s POV-

We got back to the house nearly two hours after leaving. As I held her hand and guided her toward the living-room, she pulled back. I saw a slight worried look on her face as I turned to face her.

“I’m not hiding anymore.” I tell her.

“But…” She started.

“No buts.” I said softly. “I’m done with it. No more games. I don’t care if I have to get a place of my own so you can stay here and we can be together.” I tell her. “I meant what I said in the park. It’s just you and me.” And I kissed her on the cheek sweetly. I pulled her behind me into the living-room and sat down with my parents who turned to us. My father was smiling and nodded at us in acceptance. My mother’s eyes were wide with pride.

“I understand if one of us has to move out.” I tell my father after we explained how us came to be.

“Nonsense. You’re both adults. I suspect you know how to control yourselves.” He eyed me and I felt myself blush and then got a slap on the thigh from none other than Devon. “Your mother and I were talking and we think you should move into the garage apartment. Now that your grandmother’s gone and all, it seems like a waste of space, not to mention a waste of money your mother and I spent to build it; it’s yours if you’d like.” I looked at Devon and laughed.

“Looks like you won’t have far to go when you come and visit.” She tells me. My parents laughed at her statement.

We found ourselves in the den with the printouts from earlier in the day. I sat there, watching Devon sift through the prints. I could tell she was reliving the moment much like I had as I first reviewed them. When she finally finished, she put them down on the coffee table, sat back and let her head fall back on the leather sofa as she fanned her face.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one that felt the heat while looking at them.” I tell her. She shook her head lightly and looked at me. “There’s only one thing left to do. Pick what makes the cut out of all of these.” And I gesture to our stacks.

Devon’s POV-

After a few hours, we had managed to get things narrowed down. Shane had mentioned that he had twelve slots to fill with photos. Beyond this, he wasn’t telling me what else he planned for his project with regards to embellishments, layout, colour or lack thereof. In essence, my duties have now been fulfilled. He took out his pixel ruler and began to doodle on his proofs as I watched him work. The look of concentration was mesmerizing. His black hair fell over his eyes as he was hunched over his work, his pencil eraser, rubbing his bottom lip as he hummed a song I finally figured out belonged to Lifehouse, You and Me. It seemed quite fitting really; me watching him, looking at photos of me.

I felt a kiss on my forehead. Why was I lying down? That’s when I realized that I had laid down to watch Shane and keep him company while he worked. I must have fallen asleep. I decided to keep my eyes closed and feign sleeping. I was curious as to what Shane would do. I felt fingers tenderly trailing the side of my face from my forehead down and around to my lips. I let out a sigh as I exhaled.

“Dev.” I feel the side of his face pressed to mine as he whispers.

“Mmm.” I mumbled sleepily. I chose to nuzzle his cheek. “Shhhhhaaaannne.” I whimpered and I could have sworn his breath caught in his chest. Next thing I feel is his strong arms picking me up bridal style as I let my head lean into his neck. I knew he was bringing me up to my new room. My biggest question was, do I continue this charade or do I magically wake up and ravage him?

Shane’s POV-

I carried her to her room and opened her door. As I bent over her bed, I felt her soft hands reaching up around my neck. As I pulled away slightly, I noticed those beautiful emerald green eyes of hers looking at me. She was biting her lower lip. Once she was down on her bed, her arms retracted until I felt her hands on the back of my neck, pulling me in. I caved. I lowered myself beside her as I let her kiss me. I parted my lips to let her have a taste. She moaned in my mouth as I pulled away from her.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

“Nothing.” I said as I nuzzled her cheek and tried to catch my breath. “It’s getting late. I should go.” I tell her. She nodded quietly. I knew she didn’t want me to go and frankly, neither did I. So I decided to stay for a bit longer. I laid a kiss in her neck as she arched into me. I felt the electricity firing off of every nerve in my body, a thirst screaming inside my head to be quenched. My pants were slowly shrinking around me as I felt Devon’s hands slowly glide on my skin, under my shirt. I shivered and then groaned when I felt her grind herself up against me. I went for her jugular, nipped there, backed up to see her face and show her that we’d be in a world of trouble if she kept that up.

“We can’t.” I tell her out of breath.

“I know.” She tells me and lays a kiss barely on my lips. “I think you should go.” I nodded. She followed me as I got up and walked me to her door. I cupped her face in my hands and gave her one last long passionate kiss.

“Sweet dreams.” I tell her.

“You too.” She tells me. I left her to her own devices as I crossed the hall and went to my own room. I pulled my shirt off and dropped my pants and kicked them off to the side. I peeled back my sheets and got under, leaving them down by my waist, I let the breeze from my ceiling fan cool me off from the residue of heat that got stirred up between Devon and I.

Devon's POV-

I changed into my pyjamas and lay in my bed feeling alone. I rolled over, onto my side and found the pillow that Shane had been lying on. I noticed it had a faint smell of his cologne. I smiled as I pressed my nose back into my pillow. I found myself drifting off to sleep, thinking about Shane.

I felt arms around me as I woke up thrashing about, screaming. My eyes snapped open and I realized I was back in my room, the lights were on, Mr. and Mrs. Donitelli and Sidney stood in the doorway with Shane holding me to calm me down. I could see I had everyone worried. Mrs. Donitelli had tears in her eyes as she held on to her husband. I turned and hid my face into Shane's chest as I held on to him for dear life. I cried uncontrollably. How was I going to explain this now?

Sidney's POV-

I was woken up by a blood curdling scream that shook me to my core. I jumped out of bed and instinctively knew where to go. I got to Devon's room and noticed her bedroom door was open. Mom and Dad were coming down the hall worried senseless judging by their faces. We all entered Devon's room and I flicked the switch to shed some light and see what was going on. We found Shane trying to stop her from thrashing about. When she began to calm, her eyes snapped open and I felt better almost immediately because I knew she was awake. I could tell she didn't expect us being around and she instinctively cowered away from us and hid in Shane's chest. Shane turned to us and waved us away, silently reassuring us that things were okay. I stood outside her room as Dad was the last one of us three out and shut the door behind us.

“What's going on, Sidney?” My father asked me softly. “I saw your reaction. You know something don't you?” I nodded my head and walked to my father and collapsed in his chest as I hugged him.

“Honey, if there's something going on with Devon, we need to know.” My mother brushed my hair out of my face.

“I had to take her away from there.” I said over and over.

“Away from where Honey?” My mother asked.

“Her Dad. He's...” I couldn't finish.

“He raped her.” We turned to find Shane standing there. “And then he beat her for trying to put a stop to it all.” My mother's jaw dropped as she put a hand to her mouth.

“That's why she's been staying over more frequently, isn't it? That's why she's staying here now.” My father asked. I nodded as I let go of him as I wiped at my tears.

“That poor dear.” I heard my mother mutter.

“Mom, Dad, can I stay with her tonight?” Shane asked them.

“I was going to mention to you that she shouldn't be left alone.” My mother said. “Is this her first night alone in a bed since she's been here?” Shane and I nodded. After a few more minutes, we all went back to bed and Shane went back to Devon's room.

Shane's POV-

I entered her room quietly. She was still sitting against her headboard, hugging her knees to her chest like I had left her. I promised her that I'd be back, whether my parents allowed it or not. I sat in bed, right beside her and hugged her to me. Almost immediately, I felt her shaking start to subside.

“Shane?” She said softly.

“Mmm?” I answered.

“I need you to do something for me.” She said and pulled away so I could see her eyes, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.

“Anything.” I tell her.

“Make me forget about everything that's happened.” She tells me watching my face.

“I can try.” I tell her and she crashes into me, her lips feverishly attacking mine. My hands held her hips as I let her crawl unto her knees and straddle my thighs. My head arched back and rested against the headboard as she moved her kissed to my neck, jaw and down to my chest. As her hands trailed her kisses, I was feeling my resolve melt away and I knew that meant trouble. This isn't the way I wanted our first time to be. I had already envisioned it. My head snapped out of it long enough for my hands to latch onto her face and bring her face back up mine. I kissed her long and deep, took the control from her and as she moaned in my mouth, I almost wanted to give in for a while longer but knew better.

“D, we need to stop.” I tell her. I pick her up off of my thighs and lay her down, in her bed. I took her blankets and pushed them to the foot of the bed. I got on top of her and kissed her softly. “I've got another way to make you forget.” I tell her and smile at her. I grab one of the roses from the vase of fresh flowers that sat on her bedside table. I smelled it and bumped her nose with it.

“Close your eyes.” I tell her.

“This again?” She whispers.

“Humour me.” I tell her. “Plus, I have to do something to get your mind off of jumping me again.” She laughed into my shoulder.

“Fine.” And she closed her eyes. I began to trail the rose down from her face, over her eyes, past her nose and when I passed her lips, I kissed her lightly. She smiled.

“I don't want you to move.” And I kept slowly trailing the rose at a pace where it wasn't moving. “I want you to think that this rose are my lips and everywhere it goes, I'm kissing you.” I tell her and I see her breathing pick up. She bit down on her lower lip. I continued this way until she climaxed into her pillow. I kissed her lips senseless until she pulled away blushing and hid in my chest.

“I can't believe you just did that.” She tells me. “That was amazing.” And I let out a low chuckle.

“That was hot.” I took the rose and handed it to her. “I'm sure the rose would be blushing right now if it could.”

“Can I tell you something?” She asked me.

“Anything.” I tell her.

“You're gonna laugh.” She says as she blushes again. She put her face into my chest and I rubbed her back.

“I would never. Does this have something to do about us being together?” I asked with a smile on my face. She nipped me. “I'll take this as a yes.”

“Does an orgasm always feel that good?” She asked me. I pulled her away so I could grab her face in my hands. I hadn't realized that she still had some firsts left after what her father did to her.”

“Better.” I answered her. She smiled at me.

“I don't believe you.” She told me and kisses me hard on the mouth.

“You'll just have to until our first time.” I tell her, brushing her hair behind her ears. “Now, let's get to bed. Tomorrow is already here. The best part, we don't have to sneak around and I can stay in bed with you for as long as I want.” I kiss her hair.

“True.” She said as she rolled onto her side and let me spoon her after I grabbed the blankets back from the foot of the bed.

“I can't wait to wake up with you tomorrow.” I tell her.

“Mmm.” She answers. She's finally drifting to sleep. I nestle my face into her hair, take in a deep breath of her scent and closed my eyes. The weekend couldn't come fast enough.

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