Huntlie

Wounds

Billie's POV

As we were helping Sam walk to their room, they suddenly fell asleep. "It's normal I slept for two entire days when I first came to Earth." I wondered what Mo meant, but it didn't look like he was going to offer up an explanation.

Mo had picked Sam up bridal style and tucked them into their new bed. "Anyway," Mo turned around with a serious look on their face. " You need someone to check your wounds."

"How did you kn-"

"It doesn't matter, I can't do bandages." He gave me that classic foxy grin. I knew what he was doing, how did he pick up on my feelings already? "OH, HUNTIE" he called

"Eh?" I completely forgot that he was there! (You did?) Oh god, I'm doomed. 

"Oh, yeah. I can help." Mo smirked at me.

"Whelp! It's decided! Hunter you go bandage Billie up, and I will stay here with Sam." He leaned against the bed. "Well? What are you guys waiting for?"

We hurried off into another room. But before closing the door I saw Mo pull out a tablet with a security monitor on it. Was he watching us?

I got bored of writing but I knew you guys were looking forward to this. I will write a second part.