In Dark Times: Book 2 Dark Trilogy

Chapter 21 Sex Philosophy In Dark Times?

Chapter 21 Sex Philosophy In Dark Times?

"Morning panel! Up and at em. Breakfast is ready." Ms. Nancy called from the doorway of the mess hall. It smelled really good. Like bacon and cinnamon rolls.

"Fuck! Why does everyone want to get up so god damned early?" Gabriel growled, tightening his hold around my waist, flopping his leg over my legs and going back to sleep. But now I am awake and I am especially aware of the fact, I need to pee. Like I am about to be doing the pee-pee dance like a three year old.

I tried to get Gabriel off of me by tapping his shoulder. "Gabriel,". I whispered, "I need to get up."

"Five more minutes Trouble." He rolled us over, his body was now laying almost completely on top of me. I know he is the smallest of my guys, but at 150-170 pounds of dead weight laying on you, when you really need to pee...

"Meanie!" I called out. "You're crushing me." His eye flew open and he pulled back quickly to get off of me. But what he forgot, was we are in a cot for one. He ended up , on his back, sprawled out on the floor. I giggled as I climbed out of the bed. I bent down, kissing Gabe on the nose, and hurried to the bathroom.

When I came back into the mess hall, the cots were cleaned up, as if we had never slept here last night. Gabriel came over to me, my bag in his hand, "Oy, Trouble. I love the way you look in my shirt. Sorry for squishing you this morning."

"I wouldn't have minded so much, except I needed to pee." I slightly giggled.

"Well, get this trial over with and we can have some more fun in a bigger bed back at the house." He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

Blushing, I tried to change the subject. "Thanks for coming to stay with me last night."

He placed his hand on my cheek. I naturally leaned into his touch. "We have promised to take care of you. That includes holding you during thunderstorms."

"Thanks." I just nodded my head.

"I have to leave now. Get dressed, eat breakfast, and finish up so you can come home to us."

"I will, thank you." I took the bag back into the bathroom and changed my clothes. I put my things against the wall of the mess hall and found my plate of breakfast. It was cinnamon rolls and bacon. I picked up the pieces of bacon and draped them on top of the cinnamon roll. I took a bite of the two together, closing my eyes as I savored the flavor explosion that was happening in my mouth. It is as if I have died and gone to Heaven. Wait a minute! I didn't die last night, did I?

I opened my eyes and saw Marc and Oscar looking at me with curious expressions. "Is that how you eat all your meals?" Oscar asked with what sounded like a strained voice.

Looking down at my bacon covered cinnamon roll, I gave him a shy smile. "I like bacon."

"We could tell." Marc replied. "So, are you feeling better today?"

I ran my hands through my hair, a nervous gesture, "yes. Thank you for your help last night." I vaguely remember Marc and Oscar trying to help me wake up from the nightmare I was having.

Oscar bluntly asked, "which one are you dating?"

"Excuse me?"

"The Blackbourne team. Which one?"

"Um," this just got awkward. I wasn't technically dating any of them, but they all said they wanted me to be a part of their family. I have kissed all of them and I feel the same level of intensity for all of them. "We are a family." That sounded like the easiest answer to give.