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Kellin's POV

I woke up and as I was passing my window to my closet i couldn't help but to look out the big window in my room that looked over the backyard. My eyes seemed to immediately drift over to the guest house where I saw Vic looking out the window sipping what I guessed was coffee. I waved at him hoping he would see me and luckily he did. I saw his lips open in a chuckle and he waved back. I smiled brightly at him then skipped over to my closet.

I pulled out a dark colored pair of skinny jeans and a random muscle tank. Slipping them on I ran to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before quietly going down the stairs. Dad was probably already gone to work and mom was probably already in town at a woman's meeting so I had no actual clue why I was being quiet.

I slipped into the kitchen and hurriedly grabbed two bagels and some topping before Miranda could spot me and slipped out the door. I made my way, barefooted, over to the guest house and knocked on the door. Vic opened the door and didn't look one bit surprised to see me.

"I brought breakfast." I said and held up the bagels.
"Come on in then." He opened the door wider and I stepped in. The guest house was way smaller than the main house and I loved it. It was so comfy and cozy. It actually felt like a home. Since I grew up right next to here I knew the guest house pretty well so I made my way into the kitchen setting the food on some paper plates then going to the fridge.

There was some apple juice, milk, soda, and a couple of beers. I poured myself some apple juice before hopping up on the counter and grabbing my own plate. I looked to Vic and he was just leaning against the door frame watching me with a smirk on his face. "You've made yourself at home I see." He said walking over and grabbing his bagel. He walked over and stood right in front of me, almost right between my legs. He was so close and I felt a blush creeping up.

"I-i have that habit." I said.
"That's good then." He said with a cheeky smile. He soon finished and while I was still eating he placed a hand on my thigh and drew circles making my breath hitch.
"What are your plans for today?" He asked as I took a sip of the juice.
"I don't actually know." I said with a chuckle.
"Well how about I take you up on the offer of watching me work? I could use the company."
"That's sounds like a great idea."

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"Okay so this is what you do all day?" I said and he took a seat on the front porch.
"Yep. I make a round in the morning checking appliances and such, just anything that could be fixed, then wait for anyone to be in need of my manly services, then before dusk hits I check everything again." He said as he rolled the sleeves of his white t-shirt up, showing off his toned arms, and leaning back against the steps. "Your dad's pretty great so it's not that strenuous. Plus I like fixing things." Once again he laid a hand on my thigh and I felt the blush creeping up again. I was never this nervous about a guy but Vic was different.

"Hey are you gay?" I asked bluntly and he chuckled.
"Bisexual." He said and smiled up at me. "But I think I prefer guys. Just something about a cute guy moaning and groaning th-" he stopped and smiled at me, "you're as red as cherry princess."
"Well, I-I...shut up." I groaned and covered my face.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked and my head shot up.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked and he just shrugged his shoulders.
"Just do. So are you?"
"No."
"How many times? How many guys?" What was with all the questions.
"Umm one guy. Three times maybe. I don't know." Why was I giving answers willingly.
"That's good. "
"Why?" I asked very curious now.
"Just is."

"Vic tell me!" I whined.
"Princess don't whine." He chuckled. "It was just a question. Now how about me and you go watch some tv at my place." He said and I nodded.
"Sure, but I gotta be back at like nine for dinner."
"Still following Momma and Daddy's orders?" He smirked and I hit his arm.
"Shut up."
He laughed and slung an arm around me.
"No can do, but don't worry I'll be sure to have you home right in time. I'll even walk you across the yard and to the back door."

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