Falling into place

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The next morning as I start to wake up and come into consciousness, I realize I'm once again cuddled into someone's chest. However the frame is much too small to be any of my guys, which makes me freeze in panic. What the heck? Who am I cuddling? Where are my guys?

Then I breathe out a sigh of relief when yesterday comes rushing back to me and I realize it's my sister. We must have both fallen asleep on the couch after movies.

Gently untangling myself from her, I move a bit until I can sit up without disturbing her. Once up I turn my neck from side to side wishing one of my guys were here to massage out the kinks.

Wondering what my guys are doing and missing them something fierce I stand up and stretch, twisting left and right to try to work some of the soreness out of my back.

I sleepily make my way into the kitchen and start the coffee pot, then make my way to the shower.

Under the hot spray of the shower, I blissfully soak up the wet warmth, chasing the chill away and loosening my muscles up.

Ten minutes later I am clean, all warmed up, and feeling a lot better. I get out of the shower, dry off, and get dressed. I step out of the bathroom, and see Brittany standing there doing her adult version of the potty dance.

I start to say good morning, but she darts into the bathroom, making me laugh. I'm still chuckling as I head on into the kitchen and grab a cup of coffee.

I pull out an extra cup for Brittany, in case she wants some before heading to the living room in search of my phone. I place my coffee on the table and start hunting for my phone to call the guys. Not seeing it on the table where I thought I had left it, I start moving couch cushions, searching under them and around the sides of the couch until digging deep into the side of the couch my hand finds a phone.

I pull out the phone and I'm happy when I see that it is in fact mine. I quickly check the display and groan, the guys have tried to call and text quite a few times. Seeing that the last text was thirty minutes ago I'm estimating I have approximately five minutes before one or all of them show up. 

A sharp knock on the door brings me out of my musings and brings an excited and probably goofy smile to my face. They're here! I think as I rush over and peek out the peep hole to confirm my suspicions.

My smile grows when I see three handsome faces looking anxiously at my door. I quickly unlock the door, throwing it open, and am immediately wrapped into the strong arms of Aiden.

"Hey Love, is everything okay?" he whispers, planting a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. He sets me down and looks me over from head to toe anxiously. "Why didn't you answer your phone?" he asks after he sees that I'm okay.

I quickly explain about the couch eating my phone and that Brittany and I had just woken up a bit ago. I apologize for worrying them as Aiden gives me another kiss and then turns me toward Kyle who wraps his arms around me.

"Baby Doll, I missed you," Kyle murmurs, kissing me as well, "you had us worried." He kisses me again, before reluctantly letting me go. "I'm going to go get a cup of coffee," he tells us as he heads toward the kitchen.

Logan puts his hands on my hips and pulls me close. "Those two bozos were worried, not me." He tells me as he nuzzles my neck. "I just came along because I loves me some, Cupcake." Logan places teasing kisses on my sensitive neck causing me to arch up and moan. Logan gives me a cocky smile, smug in the knowledge that he has aroused me before he turns me and kisses me soundly on the lips.

I melt into his arms until a shocked gasp, breaks us apart and reminds me that we are not alone. And that Brittany is not aware of our unique relationship.

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