Normally my afternoon distractions consisted of either food or work at the shop. Especially on Sunday's, which was when I was either cuddling with Jay in one of our bed's with a movie rolling or when I was playing in the park with his friends. 

However, this Sunday evening was significantly different because this time I was sitting on Jay's desk with all his books shoved to the side and his inventions thrown lazily on his bed. 

Jay was standing in between my legs with his hands on my thighs and lips melted against mine. We weren't planning to do this today. I had actually come over to work on one of his inventions with him, but then I guess we got bored and it ended up with him pushing me into the desk and lifting me onto it, his invention then tossed aside.

My eyes closed tight, Jay's lips retreated from mine and planted on my jaw. Small, quick pants of breath left my mouth as I tilted my head back to give him more access. He brought a hand to the back of my head and tangled his fingers in my hair. 

In my opinion, this was better than creating a robot that could potentially pick up trash on the side of the road. Everyone knows robots turn against you anyways. But Jay, on the other hand, he can't turn against me. So my time is better spent on him, then a silly robot.

Having had enough of Jay kissing roughly down my neck, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled his lips back to mine. His tongue swept my bottom lip and I groaned slightly, letting the connection between us only grow.

We were too wrapped up in our thoughts that neither one of heard the knock on the door, so when it sounded again, Jay jumped away from me and helped me off the desk before racing to pick up everything from his floor. "One minute!" he shouted, tossing me a wrench that I just tossed right back onto the desk with the knowledge that Jay doesn't have any set place for his tools.

"Can you get that, Y/N?" he asked, still fixing his room so it didn't look like we just had a kissing marathon on his desk. I nodded and walked to his door, unlocking it and pulling it open. With a smirk stood Cole as he leaned against the doorframe, "The desk, really?" he asked, glancing at where Jay was shoving everything around. 

My cheeks burned red and Jay came up from behind me, sneaking an arm around my waist and glaring at his brother for making me uncomfortable, "Shouldn't you be busting your sister and Lloyd? I'm pretty sure I heard textbooks falling from her room," Jay inquired, raising on eyebrow. 

Cole grew the most pissed off look I have ever seen before retreating down the hall and most likely going to yell at his sister. "They were playing Monopoly ten minutes ago," I told Jay, knowing that the two were harmless and weren't actually doing anything. 

Jay shrugged and grinned, "Yeah, but now he's off our backs. Besides, L/G/N deserves it. She threw another spoon at me at dinner. I should've exposed every makeout session she's had with Lloyd. I walked in on them nearly four times in the game room. They owe me so much candy I could open a shop."

I rolled my eyes at Jay and shut the door, locking it once more. "Keep talking and I won't kiss you for two weeks," I threatened, making Jay's eyes go wide. "Fine, I'm done talking."