Devon’s POV-

I followed Shane to this processing place where he was able to deal with imaging and editing issues, if any and print out the prints that he wanted.  He was so excited to see how our work for the evening had turned out that he refused to wait it out until tomorrow.  I, on the other hand, couldn’t bring myself to look at the screen.  I knew that I was a hot from what everyone had told me at school but I never felt that way, especially after what happened between my father and I.

“I’ll wait until you pick the best ones out of the bunch…”  I began.  “If any, and then I’ll look at them.”  I said as I put more emphasis on the word ‘then’.  I hadn’t realized this until we were back home, yes I was already calling the Donitelli’s home, my home, that I realized that he had an awfully thick stack of prints with him.

“Go check in with Sidney and Tony and make sure they haven’t made babies yet.”  He joked.  And I nodded.

“Did you want something to drink?”  I offered.

“I’ll have whatever you’re having.”  He tells me and I turn to leave.

I found Sidney and Tony with their noses in their books, when I entered her room.

“Hey!  How’d it go?”  Sid asked me.

“Ok.”  I shrugged.  “It was weird at first but then we had fun with it.”  I explained to her.

“What are you girls talking about?”  Tony interrupted.

“Devon’s helping my brother out with this photography thing he’s doing.  It’s got something to do with beauty or something.”  Sidney tried to explain.

“Ways a woman is beautiful.”  I corrected her.

“Yeah.  That’s what I said.”  Sidney looked at me.  Tony lunged at her playfully and kissed her on the cheek.  I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I can show you ways in which you’re beautiful.”  He tells her.  I clear my throat.  Gag!

“Still here guys.  Anyway, I’ll go check in on Shane.  He said he wanted me to look through a bunch of prints with him.”  I tell them.  I headed for the kitchen first and grabbed Shane and I a bottle of water each, from the fridge.  As I get to his bedroom door, I knock softly.

“Come in.”  He called out to me and I let myself in.  No one would have been able to prepare me for the assault on my senses that took place shortly thereafter.

Shane had been sitting on his bed with that same stack of paper and gestured for me to join him.

“It’s funny how you got shifty just now when a few hours ago, you wore nothing but a sheet for me, sprawled on my bed.”  He stated.  I didn’t know if I should just blush or laugh my nerves off so I did both.  He chuckled.  “I wanted to show you something.”  He handed me one of his photos taken earlier today.  I sat there stunned, looking at myself, on my back, on his bed, laughing into the inside of my elbow as Shane stood straddling my waist with his feet as he shot from up above me.  I remember laughing at one of his corny jokes.  Something about a nun and a hooker; back to the photo.  I looked like I had no other cares in the world, I looked so happy.  I smiled at it.  “What do you see?”  He asked me.  I shrugged my shoulders because I didn’t want to answer him and not be seeing the same thing as he was.  “You’re beautiful.”  He says and hands me another photo from his stack.  “And this one?”  He paused long enough and then answered the same as before.  And he did this for the next 20-some photos, each one, evermore beautiful than the last, stirring emotions in me with which I realized was Shane’s exact intent.  I put my hand over his before he could reach for another photo and looked into his eyes.

“I think I’ve got it.”  I whispered and looked away.

“Do you?”  He asked me.  He dropped his photographs onto his bed, between us and pushed them around so they scattered and I saw a portion of each and every one of the shots he had taken of me.  Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he printed every single shot he had taken of me.  There must have been a few hundred in the least.  “Do you see what I see?”  He asks me, now forcing my gaze back up to his.  My eyes told him enough.  “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”  He tells me as his hands encircle my face and he leans in slowly.  “I’m going to kiss you now.”  And I let him; knowing that this kiss wasn’t going to be like the other kisses we had shared yesterday.  And I was right…

Shane’s POV-

As I tenderly enveloped her soft warm lips in mine, I felt this surge of electricity roam right through me and I knew that there was no turning back for either of us.  I pulled away slightly to look at her face and heard a faint whimper.  I smiled as I dropped one hand to her neck as I pulled her head back in towards mine to kiss her some more.  I felt her hands on my chest rubbing upwards so she too could hold my face in her hands.  Her lips parted ways and allowed me to taste her sweetness.  I groaned internally because every part of me that touched her felt like it was on fire.  I broke our kiss and released her completely when a knock came at the door.  I leaned my forehead against hers trying to regain my breath.

“Yeah?”  I asked as I noticed Devon’s swollen red lips.  I had to bite down on my lower lip to stifle the urge to kiss her again.

“Are you decent?”  Sidney asks as I eye Devon.

“No!”  Devon answers, backing herself up slightly, putting some distance between us and my bedroom door flies open.  Sidney’s face was beet red; she was angry.  Devon exploded in a fit of giggles.

“Alright, even for my standards, that’s mean.”  I tell Devon.  “Sup?”  I ask my sister.

“Funny Dev.  I’m heading to bed, figured I’d say goodnight.”  She says.  “Are you coming?”  She asks Devon.

“Yeah.  I guess I should if I’m expected to model for your brother some more.”  She looks over at me.  “I’ll be right there.”  She tells my sister and Sidney takes off, closing the door behind her.  She got up but I grabbed her hand so she couldn’t go any further and I got up.  I could feel the heat between us and it hadn’t really dissipated during our interruption.  I wiped a strand of hair away from her face and let that hand fall and wrap itself around her hip, to the small of her back.

“Goodnight.”  She whispers to me, her breath becoming progressively shallow as my lips neared hers.  I pulled her body into mine and crashed my lips against hers, taking in a bit more of her sweetness and leaving her weak in the knees as I pulled away and threw in a light peck.

“Sweet dreams.”  I told her as I pulled myself away and let her go.  She turned to look at me with a smile on her face.

“I think you're sweeter than my dreams.”  She says as she turns and closes my bedroom door behind her.

Sidney’s POV-

Devon came back into my room with the goofiest look on her face.  I couldn’t help but laugh.  She had a smile going from ear to ear.

“What’s this all about?”  I ask her.  She grabbed her barely there silk pyjamas and began to change right in front of me.  Well, at least one thing’s back to normal.  I had thought it odd that she’d find a way to change away from anyone in the last month.  Then again, with me knowing what happened, there wasn’t a reason to cower from me I guess.

“What’s what about?”  She asked me, pretending that she didn’t know what I was talking about.

“What’s going on with you two?”  I ask her suspiciously.  “And don’t tell me there isn’t.”

“Nothing’s going on.”  She tells me and I huff at her in utter frustration.  “I’m just having fun helping him out with this project of his.”  She explained.  I tried reading her but she exuded happiness from every pore so I let her ride her high.  Well, for tonight anyway.  Tomorrow, I’m getting answers from Shane. 

Shane’s POV-

I was woken up, in the middle of the night, by someone rubbing my shoulder.  I looked up and caughtDevon’s moonlight silhouette looming above me.  She must have had another one of her nightmares.  I slid my body backwards and made room for her.  She curled in with her back to mine and I wrapped my arms around her, melting into her and drifted off to sleep again, repeating the very words I told her the day that she confessed the horrors she recently suffered through.

“Shh.  I’m here.  It’s okay now.”

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