Just My Luck (boyxboy)

Ch13. Sam

Sam's POV

I stood there for a moment trying to figure out what just happened as I found my member fully standing and my face deep shades of red but I tried to snap out of it quickly as the sound of the shower hit my burning red ears again.

I looked down at my neck in the mirror finding a large red mark where he sucked, leaving a large hickey but at a closer look, I could see little dots of blood and teeth marks that almost fully pierced the skin.

Then I looked away from myself in the mirror and peeled off my still damp, blood-stained, clothes, and put them in the basket Emmett told me to put them in before getting in the shower. Watching the dirt and blood run into the drain made me feel 10 times lighter but more embarrassed from what Emmett did a moment ago. I could feel the heat in my face again, so I leaned back and let the water run down my face, feeling the slight discomfort in my neck.

My arm was starting to feel a lot better the longer I was in there though. For some reason, a hot shower always helped the healing process speed up more. The hotter the shower the faster it healed.

By the time I stepped out of the shower, the bathroom was covered in heavy fog but I wrapped the soft towel around me as I dried off. It was so nice and warm and smelled so clean but I had to get dressed at some point. The dark gray sweat pants and white shirt were a little big but not overly. I was used to clothes not fixing me right so it wasn't a big deal.

Finally walking out of the bathroom with my hair still wet and a mess from the towel dry I gave it, the room was nice and warm with a heavenly scent of sweetness in the air.

Looking at the table, the food was all laid out like a small buffet. I couldn't help walking closer, my mouth watering so much I had to swallow before I started to drool everywhere. My stomach growled so loud and hard it hurt.

"That hungry?" I heard Emmett ask as he shut a cabinet door, startling me. I almost forgot he was here after seeing all the food. "How long has it been since you last ate?"

I stepped closer to the food holding my stomach with one hand as he walked over with two plates and forks in hand.

"Umm, I've gone longer," I told him as I sat down looking at all the fresh fruits and fluffy round pancakes in a tall stack. It looked so delicious.

"Do you want some pancakes?" Emmett asked as he smiled watching my eyes.

"I have no idea what a warm pancake tastes like. Normally when I find them in the dumpster, if I was lucky enough to get in one, they're hard and stall or mushy and soggy from the butter and syrup."

"What? You've never had anyone make you pancakes before?" He asked full of concern as he put the fluffy delicious-looking discs on a plate.

"I don't know. Maybe," I told him with a shrug as he set it down in front of me. "I... don't remember anything from before 5 years ago so I couldn't really say for sure."

"Really?" He asked me, giving his full attention.

"Yeah. I don't know what happened but Old Grace found me in the Eastern River and saved my life. I don't know how long I was in there or how I even got in there but she helped me as much as she could after that. All I remembered about myself was my name, everything else was just blank."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Well, then here, try this before it gets cold. They're really good," he poured some brown syrup on the top and smiled, watching me cut off a piece.

I looked over again to see him still watching. "Are you really going to watch me eat?" I couldn't help but smile.

"Yes! I want to see your reaction when you taste it for the possible first time."