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“Are you going to go make me some French toast?” Jaxson asked hopefully.
Drake threw his pillow at Jaxson’s head. “I’m going to make whatever Blake wants to eat. I can hear her stomach from here.”
I blushed slightly and lifted my shoulders. “What do we have and where are we?”
Jace smiled fondly at me. “We’re in our new apartment at base. It was an early Christmas gift from Dad. The fridge is fully stocked. We all have our own rooms plus two and a half bathrooms. So, no more sharing rooms.”
Not even when I want to? I pushed my wicked thoughts to Remy and Jace. Aloud I said, “And yet I wake up to find all my guys in my room,” I teased.
You’re killing me! Jace groaned.
You’re lucky I told myself I’m gonna let you recover today, Remy grumbled.
“Did you really think we were going to flip coins to see who was sleeping with you?” Jaxson asked with feigned shock.
“We did,” Troy said dryly. “For the bed.”
I looked at them in real shock. “You did not!”
Drake leaned over Jace to give me a kiss. “We did. Now, what would you like to eat?”
“Umm,” I looked over at Jaxson who mouthing Please, please, please. I laughed, I really didn’t have a preference. Just food! The sooner the better. “French Toast with sausage links, please,” I smiled.
“Stay in bed and I will bring it to you,” Drake gently commanded.
“Me too!” Jaxson asked hopefully.
“Nope,” most of the guys chorused together.
“Can I get up to use the bathroom? Brush my teeth? Get some coffee?” I teased Drakes retreating back.
“I’ll make the coffee,” Troy stood up and stretched once more. I was emotionally and mentally tired but my libido was running wild. I just wanted to bite his cute firm booty.
“Bathroom and brush, and that’s it,” Drake teased back.
“Should I put in a movie?” Noah asked as he stood up. “What are we in the mood for?”
I climbed over Jace, kissing him briefly on the mouth as I stood. I felt his fingers dig into my hips momentarily. I really shouldn’t have teased him…
I shrugged. “It’s not my turn to pick. I think it was Troy’s or Remy’s turn.” I smiled.
“We can watch Bad Moms,” Jaxson suggested as he picked up a DVD.
“You’re only suggesting that because it’s comedy and you have a thing for Mila Kunis,” Noah joked.
I laughed. “Whatever, put it in.” I left the room and opened the door across the hall from mine. It was another room. I assumed it was Jace’s since it was decorated in his minimalist style. It was large enough to fit a queen size bed, dresser, and an armchair. The next room I opened was the same size, decorated in a more modern rustic approach so I assumed it was Remy’s. The third door I opened was one of the bathrooms. It looked exactly like our old bathroom. As I relieved my bladder, I opened the drawers in the vanity and found a brand-new toothbrush. I grabbed the toothpaste, then brushed my teeth as I finished doing my business.
Looking into the mirror, I nearly gasped at my reflection. I looked horribly washed out. My skin was pale and my make up was smeared. It was amazing that the guys hadn’t been repulsed or reacted negatively at my appearance. There were dark circle around my eyes, and I looked like death. I shuddered.
I opened the medicine cabinet and opened up the face wash. I scrubbed my face thoroughly and determined I still looked like death warmed over but at least my face was clean.
I left the bathroom and continued my wanderings. The narrow hall opened up to the kitchen, dining room, and living room. It looked like all our old furniture had been replaced by newer, more modern furniture. Drake was busy at the stove, and I was pleased to see it was twice the size of ours at the old apartment but still not as large as the Will’s, Jace’s, and Remy’s—but let’s be real: they liked to live large. There was now enough seating for all of us to sit at the dining room table. Our center pieces and runner had made its way over here, too.
In fact, most of our decorations had made their way over here. The gallery wall was now hung above the couch, and an additional couch was in the living room. There was still room for the chairs and shelving unit the guys got. A couple of ottomans and a sofa table was also added to the room. We could easily all fit in here with my siblings and a few friends or family, too.
“Hey,” Drake looked at me, slightly guarded but also a look of content on his face.
“Hey,” I said back as I continued to wander to the opposite side of the apartment.
