Too Close For Comfort (LH) (PT1&2)

41. Brutal

"Kaytlin! Luke!" A loud voice banged on the door, "wake up and open the door!"

"Katie," Luke shook me lightly. He kept his voice low. Whispering, "we have to get up. I think they're gonna take the door down."

I yawned, turning my head. Luke kissed the top of my shoulder, rubbing my arm gently. Last night I stole his button down and wore it to bed. Luke's chest was pressed against my back. His legs were tangled with mine.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes," I scratched Luke's head, closing my eyes.

"We both need pants," Luke informed me.

"Kids!" Liz yelled banging on the door some more.

"Shit!" I scrambled over Luke and put on a pair of shorts I had laying on top of my suitcase. Luke shuffled to put on his pants from last night. I dove into the second bed, slipping under the covers just to toss and turn, knock a few pillows off, and make it look slept in.

I hurried to my feet, meeting Luke by the door. "Shirt," He mouthed.

"Shirt?" I titled my head confused. His finger extended and he poked  a button on his button down. "Oh shirt!" Unbuttoning the shirt as I hurried back to my bag. I tossed Luke's shirt onto his bed, trading it out for a tank top.

I sat down on the bed. Luke looked at me with wide eyes. I motioned for him to open the door while I tried to steady my breathing.

"Yes?" His shoulders loosened as soon as he opened the door. He scratched the back of his head and made his voice sound groggy: as if he had  just woken up. "Good morning," he yawned, sealing the deal on his act.

"Did you guys die or something?" Daniel scoffed, pushing his way in, "you sleep like rocks!"

"And you sleep like a grizzly bear," Liz defended us. She entered the room looking around suspiciously.

"Dad," I stretched, "how ya feeling?"

"Better. Flowers?" He pointed to my bouquet on the dresser.

My mouth went dry. My scattered mind couldn't come up with a story! Thankfully I didn't have to. "Some  guy in the lobby got em' for Kaytlin. Brought them up to the room himself," Luke's story was believable.

"Mr. Gigantor over there scared the poor man half to death when he answered the door."

"Good for you," Daniel high-fived Luke.

"No, it's a shame! He was cute," I added this but just to tease Luke. When he cut his blue eyes at me I knew it worked.

"He was way older than you," Luke continued to roll along with the charade.

"Why are you so obsessed with older men?" My Dad shook his head in disbelief.

"Mathew Gray Gubler," I answered blankly.

"Right," Liz agreed. Both the boys smacked their lips. Their slightly offended faces made the moment even better. She grinned at my dad, shimmying her shoulders, "but I got my old man!"