Chapter Twelve

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(Asa's POV)

I was about to get real pissed off when someone continuously pounded on my door. I stormed over and ripped it open to see Aurora standing there.

"About time. You're really bad about answering your phone, you know that?" She smiled.

"Sorry. I thought you were...."

"One of them?"

I nodded.

"They're not here. Almost every bike is gone." She said, stepping inside.

"Really? I didn't even hear them leave."

"What time did you wake up?" She chuckled, running her hair through my messy hair.

"About thirty minutes ago." I grinned.

"Lazy bum. It's two in the afternoon on a Saturday."

"They were up till four in the morning drinking, yelling, and playing music. They're lucky I don't carry a gun or a knife."

"Will it cheer you up if I make us something to eat?"

"Your cooking? You best believe it'll cheer me up. Bacon?"

She laughed and it was music to my ears. "Yes, I'll make bacon."

I squished her cheeks in mine and placed a kiss on her lips.

That simply kiss turned into a fifteen minute make-out session. A session in which both of our shirts ended up on the floor.

Both of our stomachs growling is what made us break apart and start laughing.

"Bacon sandwiches or bacon and pancakes?" She asked.

"Your choice."

"Both then." She smiled, slipping on her shirt and moving to the kitchen.

I did my best to help her, but she kept telling me I was just in the way. I ended up taking a seat at the bar and just talking to her.

When we sat down to eat I turned on the TV. It was on the news.

"Three bodies were found right outside the city limits. Police say that they were shot before being set on fire. The medical examiner is working hard to identify them. Police say it looks to be the work of...."

I quickly changed the channel and laid the remote down.

"They....do that often?" She asked softly.

"Only when necessary, according to my father." I answered.

"This time fueled by the visitors?"

"Most likely." I said as the sound of bikes could be heard entering through the gate outside.

"Speaking of."

"Where'd you park?" I asked.

"My brother dropped me off. This way I either get to spend all day and night with you or you have to take me home."

"Decisions decisions." I smirked as someone knocked on the door.

"Be nice." She whispered as I got up to answer it.

My father stood on the other side of the door.

"Hey." He said.

"Hello."

"Hey!" Aurora yelled from behind me.

He chuckled. "Company?"

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