The next morning I woke up wrapped in Stephen's arms. He looked at me, "Morning." He kissed my head.
I got out of the bed, "Where did my shirt go.." I asked, looking around the floor. He got out of bed, "Here, put a clean one on." He tossed me a shirt of his he pulled out of the top dresser drawer. I looked at the shirt, it was a Sex Bom-omb shirt. I smiled as I slipped it on. It fit perfectly. We went downstairs, and he made me breakfast. Pancakes, with milk.
"Wow, you're a good cook!" I smiled as I ate the last piece of my pancake stack.
He smiled back, "Why thank you."
There was a knock on the back door. Both of our heads shot around. It was just Neil. Stephen went over and opened the door.
"What's up, man?" Neil asked as he walked in.
"Nothing really. What about you?"
"Same ol' same ol'" Neil sat next to me, "Morning Jenna."
"Good morning." I smiled.
"So, what, did you like stay the night here?" Neil chuckled.
I looked at Stephen, and he looked back at me.
Neil was looking at both of us, "Oooh, Scott is going to kill you...."
"Not if he doesn't find out." Stephen said sitting at the table, "So keep your pie-hole shut."
"Okay, you have my word. Oh, and Jenna.. You don't have any pants on... Wait, you guys did it?!"
"No! We just slept in the same bed. We didn't do anything.. We hardly know each other." I said.
"But you two slept in the same bed together?"
I didn't say anything.
"Would you though?"
"What?" I laughed, I looked at Stephen, "Yeah, I would have sex with Steve.. But not last night.."
"So tonight?"
I rolled my eyes and looked at Neil, "I would so punch you in the face right now."
"Sorry." He held his hands up defense. He got up and started raiding the fridge, "So you two are together now, huh? Are you ever going to tell Scott?"
"Eventually." Stephen said.
"Scotty is just too over protective." I said.
"But you're just his cousin.. It's not like your his sister." Neil said.
"Yeah, I know. But he treats me more like his sister, than cousin."
"Why would he be upset though? I mean, Stephen is a good guy."
"Yeah, I know.. Scott is just.. He also treats me like I'm like, 15.."
"He shouldn't have room to talk, he dated a 17 year old once."
"Yeah, and it's not like you are 15... You're only four years younger than me." Stephen said.
There was another knock on the door, it was Scott. Stephen got up and opened the door.
"Jenna! Why are you pants-less?" He asked.
"Neil spilled milk on my clothes, so Stephen gave me this shirt to wear, and my pants are in the washer."
"Ohh. Makes sense."
Scott must be really stupid..
Scott came up and stood behind Neil, he then smacked Neil's head.
"What was that for?" Neil asked.
"For spilling milk on Jenna."
"It was an accident, man."
"Just as long as you guys are not doing any thing with Jenna.."
"Why? What's the big deal? What's so wrong with Neil or Stephen?" I asked.
"You're too young to be dating."
"I'm 19 Scott. I'm not a little kid any more."
"I still don't want you to. Okay?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes, "Fine."
