I awoke the next morning to the sounds of foot steps from outside the room, smiling slightly from the memories of last night. It was everything I ever dreamed it would be. And then some. I was so scared. But once it happened, i felt so alive. More than I ever have to be honest.

"Good morning." Erik's sleepy voice from next to me put a soft smile to my lips, kissing his cheek softly before getting out of the very comfortable bed to get the day started. And somehow get out of his bedroom before we were caught red handed. But then it hit me. Lyle and Erik were sharing a room this weekend. Meaning Lyle slept here last night. And judging by his very messy bed, he was here. Great.

"Morning you two wild animals. I managed to stale for you both. But I would advise you both to get a move on. Your dad and ours are getting impatient." My eyes grew wide from the sudden appearance of Lyle within the room, rushing to throw on a sundress I brought for this very occasion. And it would be absolutely comfortable for the ride back home also. Not that I wanted this weekend to end by a long shot.

"Thanks Lyle. We didn't realize how late it was getting." I grinned from Erik's comment, seeing him casually putting on a pair of shorts and a shirt to go and head out of the room ahead of me so not to look suspicious. He looked at me with a little shy smile, before leaving the room to head downstairs and cover damage control. I could finally breathe.

"So you and Erik huh?" I jumped a little from Lyle's voice right in my ear, surprising me. I figured he followed Erik out.

"Oh uh..... yeah! It just uh, well....." He simply laughed with a little playful grin on his face of knowing. And my face felt like a damn inferno. I actually slept with Erik. It happened. It really happened.

"I get it! I uh.... kind of walked in at a bad time last night and saw some things I shouldn't have." My eyes grew wide from his little eyebrow wiggle and smirk, confirming the feeling I got during our act of passion last night. I swore I felt eyes on me. But figured if it was anything bad we would have heard a massive scream. And well, we wouldn't be standing here this morning.

"I guess I'm just glad it was you and not someone else. I should have locked the door. I thought we did...." He smiled a little from my bashful face, knowing he must have seen a lot of me that wasn't meant to be seen except by Erik last night. Suddenly, he reached out to tuck a stray piece of hair behind my ear, so causally, like it almost didn't happen. His fingers gently trailed down my face, sending sudden shivers down my spine from the mere touch.

"I'll see you down stairs?" He pulled away with a straight face, before leaving the room. And me with a racing heart. What the hell was that?
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I practically ran down the stairs after fixing my hair and clothes to look presentable, seeing everyone sitting around the big table with a delicious display of breakfast food for everyone to enjoy. I never wanted to leave this place. I never wanted to go back home. Because I knew it would be nothing like this weekend was.

"Good morning beautiful Ana." I waved at everyone from Aunt Marta's kind words, sitting down between Erik and Ava with a smile. I could see Erik look at me from the corner of his eye, sending me into an amazing mood.

"Good morning! Wow this food looks fantastic." Everyone seemed oddly happy this morning. Even our parents. My dad wasn't eyeing me and questioning why I sat next to Erik. He simply talked with Jose, while my mom, Aunt Marta and Kitty talked amongst themselves.

"So, did you kids have fun this weekend?" I looked up from the sudden question my mom asked, looking to Erik and Lyle with a little smile. A lot more than they know.

"Definitely! I don't even want to leave." She chuckled from Ava's words, when I noticed my dad suddenly eyeing me like he usually does, a little smile with something hidden within his eyes. Like he knew something I didn't. Well, I spoke too soon I guess.

"I'm sure you don't kids. You got to do all sorts of things here, huh?" His gaze continued to be locked on mine with that eerie smile on his lips. It was frightening. And he knew it. I cleared my throat, taking a tiny sip of my orange juice to take my attention away from him. Suddenly, I felt a hand land on my upper leg, softly going back and fourth in a comforting manner. My eyes locked with a smiling Erik once everyone's attention was directed away from us. And I gently placed mine over his, sending him a smile right back. I never wanted this to end. Because I knew the moment we got home, it would be hell.