Broken B3 - Break For You

Chapter 2

Keefe POV

My eyes fluttered open, and I squinted, wondering where I was. I heard soft breathing and then I remembered last night. I was with Foster. I looked down and saw her snuggled up in my chest, arms wrapped around me. I kissed the top of her head and got up.

I grabbed my leaping crystal, planning to leave when I heard a soft moan from the bed. Dang it. I woke Foster up.

"Where are you going?" She mumbled.

"Home, Foster. Where else?"

"Stay for a bit, please?" she requested. Now, I just couldn't let Foster's heart break by leaving. So I sat on the bed again, and decided to ask the question I'd have to ask eventually.

"Sooooo, Foster... about last night... I was just wondering, does that mean we're, I dunno, a thing?" I asked, hoping that she would answer with a "Yes, Lord Hunkyhair! I would love to be your Lady Hunkyhair, even though my hair isn't nearly as perfect as yours".

"Keefe," she started, and I braced myself for the worst. "I would really like that but if you don't -" I interrupted her by giving her a kiss. She gently pulled away and sighed.

"Keefe?"

"Yeah, Foster?"

"I'm scared... I don't know what to do!" There was a sweet little crinkle right between her eyebrows that made them dip in a little.

"About what? What has worried my Foster? I shall vanquish it, immediately!" I announced putting my arm around her shoulder.

"Fitz, Calla, Kenric, and- and us even! No offense to you, the last part was about me. There's just so much to do, so many things fix, and... and... I'm scared I won't be able to do it all!"

"Oh. Well... that's why I'm here. We'll do it together. Team Foster-Keefe for the win!"

She smiled. "Thanks. That means a lot."

But then, she frowned, as if something was worrying her.

A/N We each begin in innocence. Then we all become guilty.