My Heart In Your Hands.

Come On Baby, Keep It Down.

A soft knock came to my door, immediately waking me up. I looked at my phone. 3:14 a.m. I sighed and got up. I barely pulled the door open, just enough to peer out. I didn't have any pants on and I didn't want any of the guys in my living room catching a glimpse of the goods. Ryan and I got sort of drunk at my party, and somehow that turned into the Guys having a Motionless slumber party in Manny and my living room. I was slightly relieved to see who it was.

"Hi gorgeous, were you sleeping?" Chris asked. I nodded, the TV in the living room lighting up the hallway, and my face. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I said, pulling the door open more so he could come in. He sat on my bed and I tried to close my door quietly, locking it.

"Do you always sleep without pants on?" He asked, looking at my legs. I nodded.

"And usually, I don't have visitors at three in the morning," I said. He chuckled softly. I took a seat next to him on the bed.

"Kari, can I ask you something?" He asked. I tried to find his eyes, but I couldn't see them in my pitch black room.

"Mhmm."

He took a deep breath. "Do you regret it? What we did last night?"

I smiled, finally being able to see him as my eyes adjusted. "Chris, I don't regret anything. Did you forget that?"

He grinned and brought his lips to mine. God, why are his kisses so sweet?

He pushed his body against mine and I lay back on my bed. His hand ran up my leg slowly and he started to pull my shirt off. He kissed down to my neck and started kissing and nibbling on my sweet spot. I let out a soft moan.

"Shh. We have to be quiet," he said. I knew he was right but I couldn't help it.

"I don't know if I can," I said honestly. He moved back so he could look at me, then smirked.

"You have pillows."

With that he proceeds, continuing to make me need the pillows. Why couldn't I just have a soundproof room?