A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Mark's POV

I was peacefully enjoying my pink lemonade drink and was fully concentrated on the ongoing action on the screen when suddenly Gun grabbed me between my thighs.

"Uhh!" I was so taken by surprise by the feel of his hand between my thighs that I instinctively stood up, but because I tilted my tumbler a little bit, some of the liquid inside it spilled on Gun's hand and some went to my pants.

Gun tried to withdraw his hand from between my thighs, but if anyone thought that I would be stupid enough to let a golden opportunity like this pass me by, then that person is very, very badly mistaken.

I grabbed his hand with my free hand and kept it where it landed.

He continued to try to pull his hand away but I kept the pressure on it and leaned towards him whispering, "Don't make a scene. We don't wanna attract Perth's or Saint's attention."

Gun did not say a word but let out a strangled sound.

"Why did you place your hand on me in the first place?" I asked.

He whispered back, "I happened to hear Saint moaning and when I turned my head I noticed that Perth's hand was between Saint's thighs."

"And you wanted to do the same," I leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

"No, you asshole!" Gun's voice got raised enough to attract Perth's attention.

"Hey, what's going on there?" Perth asked and when he noticed Gun's hand resting between my thighs, Perth added, "Oh sorry, don't let me interrupt you" and gave me a naughty wink.

During Perth's interaction with us, I got distracted and loosened my pressure on Gun's hand and Gun took advantage of it and quickly withdrew his hand.

"If you do that to me again, I'm leaving," he threatened.

"Okay, I will behave," I said, "But why did you place your hand between my thighs?" I really wanted to know because that didn't seem like Gun to do a naughty thing like that.

Gun replied, "I panicked when I saw what was happening between Perth and Saint and I instinctively tried to grab your hand but my arm stretched out too far and you already know what happened next."

I accepted his explanation. That was more like Gun.

We both focused our attention on the screen and nothing else happened until the end of the movie.

Perth and Saint stood up at the same time that Gun and I did.

"That was a great animated action movie," Saint said.

"Yes it was," I agreed.

"I was disappointed," Perth said.

"Why?" Gun asked.

"Because I thought that by title "Triple X" we would be watching porn," Perth replied with a naughty grin.

"That's what Gun thought too," I said, "and he refused to watch it until I managed to convince him that it was for general audiences."

"So now I know that Triple X was the name of the three main heroes in the story," Gun said with an embarrassed smile.

As we all filed out of the movie theater exit, Perth turned to me and asked, trying to make his voice a whisper, "So did you both have a good time?"

He accompanied his question with a double wink.

"How could we have a good time when you interrupted us?" I replied reproachfully.

"Oops, sorry," Perth said with an unrepentant grin.

"But I intend to have a good time later," I whispered to him.

Both Saint and Gun were looking at us with very suspicious expressions on their faces.

"What were you both whispering about?" Saint asked.

"Nothing serious," Perth replied quickly.

"Okay, see you later," I said to Perth and Saint with a dismissive wave of my hand.

"Update me later," was Perth's parting shot.

"What does he need updating on?" Gun asked me suspiciously as we walked away from Perth and Saint.

"Oh, we are classmates in Pharmacognosy 101 and we are doing a project together," I was surprised at how quickly I was able to cover up Perth's and my real conversation.

"If you need help, just ask me," Gun said.

I had almost forgotten that he was also a Pharmaceutical Science major and was already far advanced in it so he knew all about Pharmacognosy.

"Thanks, I will," I said.

"You don't have to drive me home," Gun said as we walked towards the mall exit.

"Of course I have to drive you home," I said firmly, not willing to listen to any protests against it from him. "What is my car here for if not for transporting you to your home. C'mon, sweetheart."

Oops that 'sweetheart' thing just slipped out of my lips without my thinking.

"Give me your address and I will put it into my GPS," I suggested.

He reluctantly gave it to me and soon we were on our way to his home.

When he showed me where to park I cut off my engine and turned to him, waiting for him to say something.

"You wanna come into my unit for some coffee?" he asked, making my heart jump to my throat.

"Of... of course," I said, my voice quivering.