The Shape of Things to Come (Hypernaturals 15)

Morning After

In the morning, not counting two cats, we had seven people in our bed. Helen and Rachel in their usual spot. Denise, Jessica, and I snuggled in the center. Janie and Morgan intertwined and on the other side where I normally sleep.

The reacquainted lovers were asleep when we came into the room from the shower, and we managed to not wake Janie when we crawled in. Denise being closest to them kissed Morgan goodnight for the three of us.

Kissing Morgan took a while. Three peoples worth to be delivered by one person, but Denise took her assignment seriously and ensured Morgan felt all our love.

In the morning, Janie sat up and rubbed at her eyes to get the sleep out of them. She looked around the sleep tableau. Leaning back down she asked the awake Morgan in a whisper (she has no idea she just slept with a pile of Vampires who can hear perfectly well): "Do you know what happened to Mikey?"

"No. I do have a theory." Morgan replied. "Angel?" Morgan asked the middle three knowing perfectly well we are awake.

"Your theory is correct, oh wise one." Jessica told her.

"I thought that might be the case." Morgan said.

"Angel?" Janie asked. "Really? They never... Like ever..."

"Not for sex." Morgan headed that off. "Angel took Mike to her bed for two reasons. One, he needed a place to stay. Sleeping on the couch would have been rude. Angel is not rude. Two, Angel wanted Mike to merely sleep with a woman or two for a change. Since Vera was there, sleep likely did not come quickly. I imagine they talked. I imagine Vera told Mike she would have sex with him, but that she couldn't. That she saw your negative reaction and that she would not do that to you. Angel knows her wife. She would not have brought Mike to their bed if she thought Vera would succumb to Mike's pretty body. Therefore, I am sure before sleep occurred, they talked. Closely, with skin meant to reassure but not to provoke. It likely provoked anyway, but to no end. Also: Three: Jessica and Denise wanted Adrian to themselves, so no room in that bed for Mike. This bed, actually."

"Right on all counts. I love her, you know that?" Denise told Jessica and me about Morgan.

"I saw you kiss her good night." Jessica said. "About sucked her face off."

"I like Morgan flavor." Denise smiled to herself in memory.

"We all do. Even Janie way over there." Jessica said. "Good morning Janie. I would ask if you slept well, but I know you did."

"Yeah. It was good. Really good. So damn good. Better than I remember even." Janie enthused lovingly.

"And so was she." Jessica did a Groucho Marx imitation. Not her best work. Groucho is hard to do right.

Janie looked Morgan over. "Yes. Yes, she was. I'm not changing teams or anything, but I am thinking in one particular case about becoming a switch hitter."

"Those are baseball references." Jessica told me.

"Thank you, dear."

"You don't know Baseball, Adrian? I thought everyone knew baseball." Janie asked me.

"It's a running family joke. Adrian is not a sports fan." Morgan explained.

"Oh. I see." Janie looked over Morgan again. "I don't suppose I could talk you into..."

"Sure. Here or in the shower?" Morgan asked.

"Well..." Janie hesitated.

"Go ahead." Denise said. "You just put me in the mood again. Ignore us." Denise rolled over on top of me and reached over to pull Jessica in. I guess now that Janie has relaxed into her old relationship, it's OK to add in this new twist.