Chapter 9

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I wake to the loud, chirping of birds right outside the window. The bright morning light streams through the window, illuminating the hasty makeshift bed I made last night. Slowly, I stretch my legs which feel stiff and immobile from sleeping on the hard ground, my back screams in pain as I sit up, I remind myself never to sleep on the floor again. Mathias' side of the covers are thrown back in haste, as if he left in the middle of the night. The smell of pancakes wafts through the room, reminding me of the wonderful Mexican food I had the other night. I throw the covers off my body, and pat around the makeshift bed for my phone. Surely, Mathias would've texted me or left a note if he had to leave in the middle of the night. My search comes up blank, I vaguely remember setting my phone on the kitchen counter before heading up the stairs last night. I hurl my body off the ground, and stumble down the stairs. My mind feels groggy and slow like molasses dripping off a spoon, but is soon woken by the wonderful smell of pancakes.

"Morning guys," I yawn.

Siena and Beck hover over the pan on the stove, whispering amongst the non-existent space between them. Siena turns around and smiles when she sees me standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room. Her eyes light up as they do every time she's around Beck.

"Morning Nadia, breakfast will be ready soon."

I nod, grateful to have a sister who can actualy cook. I couldn't cook if my life depended on it, probably because I'm too lazy and impatient to follow recipes. I can make mac and cheese but that's about it, real cooking takes skills I don't posess.

"Have you guys seen Mathias?" I ask, noticing his keys on the coffe table.

Beck nods and points towards the rooms with his spatula. "We sent him to our bathroom to freshen up."

The two love birds go back to talking amongst themselves, they playfully push each other and Beck kisses Siena on the neck. They're so lovey-dovey it almost makes me sick. I head towards Siena and Beck's room, expecting to find Mathias but instead I run smack into a very naked, muscular chest.

"Shit, I'm sorry," I say, immediately backing up to put space between me and Bently's half naked body.

Bently chuckles, his grey eyes meet mine. His stare is so intense I feel like a school girl, and quickly blush and look away.

"So, how was your date last night?" Bently leans against the door to Siena's room. I've noticed it's a pose he often takes, probably to show off his body. I try not to look at his bulging pecks, or the smooth curves of his abs, or how his wet dark hair sticks up on his head making him look extremely endearing.

"It was good. I noticed you had a date as well, how was yours?"

Bently shakes his head sending small droplets of water onto my cheek. "Come on that's all I get? A simple 'good.'"

My hand starts to tap on my leg, I refuse to meet Bently's eyes instead focusing on the door behind him that he is so gratuitously blocking.

"I don't feel like discussing my date with you."

"It wasn't a date," he's smiling, I can hear it in his voice.

"What?"

"You saw Heather here right? It wasn't a date, we were just hanging out."

I roll my eyes, here he goes with the whole 'just hanging out' speil. I sigh long and low, to get my annoyance across to Bently but he doesn't seem to be noticing.

"Great, wonderful. Would you please move?"

I attempt to step around Bently, but he steps in my path forcing me to look into his grey, piercing orbs. "Have you told your boyfriend about us yet?"

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