Sunshine filters through the gaps in the blinds. I can feel the warmth on my face.  But I roll away from the light, towards the wall and bury my face more in my pillow as I clutch it tight. Covering my face against the invading day.

Although my pillow is warmer than I expect it to be.  And harder.  I reach out with my fingers and squeeze it tighter only to be met with a small gasp and strangled sleep filled words.

"Be gentle Princess.  No bruises.  We wouldn't want everyone to think you have been torturing me."

My eyes barely open and I gasp out his name in surprise.

Bastian??

Sebastian chuckles as his hands run tenderly down my spine.

"Sh..... Mon Chérie, go back to sleep. It's only 9:45. Lets cuddle a little longer."

I hum in agreement, wiggling myself deeper into the cocoon of his arms.  His fingers dance lightly across my skin as I murmur softly, almost unnoticeable.  But another small laugh from Sebastian let's me know that he hears me anyway.

Sebby, if only your friends could hear you now.  Being all soft and cuddly.

He brushes my hair away from my face, pressing warm lips to my temple and whispers in my ear, as he wraps me into a tight embrace.  "Hush, my Love. No one but you can see me like this.  It'll ruin my reputation otherwise.  But sleep Princess, let's sleep."

I nod, closing my eyes. Letting the beating of his heart and fingers running through my hair lull me into a feeling of peace.

Of contentment.

But somewhere in the recesses of my mind his words register to me.

It's only 9:45.

9:45.

"CRAP!!!!"

Instantly my eyes fly open and I'm struggling to sit up.

"Shann?!"

I all but fall off the bed in my hurry to sit up, to try and get up.  Sebastian's hands are the only thing keeping me from not doing so, steadying me.  But not allowing me to fully slip out of the bed.

Nononononononono...... I'm gonna be late. So very late!!!!

Sebastian's eyes are wide with fear as he processes my frantic words. "Shannon, you're scaring me now. Late? What do you mean late? You're not like?? Oh god..... oh no.... I knew we should have been more careful.... Fuck."

Slowly I register why he is panicking so hard and I try not to laugh.  I lay a gentle hand on his shoulder and he looks at me absolutely wrecked.

Voice softer than usual, somewhere between fearful and pleading.

"Princess, please tell me I'm wrong. Please.... I know we've talked about kids before, but it's supposed to be in the future. Waaaaaay in the future. Blaine and Gabe are so going to murder me and our child will never know it's father. Shann? Shannon??  Shannon Lynn Anderson?! You stop that!  You are NOT laughing at me! This is serious. I'm terrified here. Tell me. Please tell me something..."

My fingers reach up to brush his hair back from his forehead then I sneak a quick peek at the alarm clock before meeting his eyes again.

10:08am

Sebastian is nibbling on his lower lip, looking far younger than his 18 years. He's just so adorable that I take pity on him.

"Sebastian, my love, my adorable fiancé. You have NOTHING to worry about. Yes we should be more careful sometimes but never fear. I'm NOT pregnant. You'll live. For now."

He lets out the cutest breath as he melts back into the mattress. Relieved. Hands thrown up to run across his eyes.

"So if it's not that then what?"

I giggle some as I slip out of the bed, pulling him back into a seated position as well. "I'm supposed to meet someone for lunch at 11:00. And it's well..."

One more quick look at the clock.

10:10am

"I've got roughly 50 minutes to shower and get ready. So I'm going to be late."

Sebastian hums, swinging his feet over the side of the bed and resting them on the floor. But keeping the sheet covering most of his lower body.

"Lunch? With Blaine or something?"

I shake my head and I can almost see the wheels turning in his mind. Then his eyes narrow.

Really?! You're leaving me for him again?!

Heaving a small sigh, I reach out for his hand. Pulling him to his feet. Speaking softly, soothingly. "Sebastian, he's leaving tomorrow. I just wanted to say goodbye."

Sebastian grabs me by the waist as the bedsheet falls completely to the floor at our feet.  Pressing his body as close to me as currently possible.  Allowing me to feel him, the power behind his touch, his words.  His arousal.

"Then I'm going to have my dirty way with you in that shower, right now.  So that when you go off to be with him you'll only be thinking of me."

And with that he pulls us both into his bathroom, his shower.  Where the warmth of the water isn't the only thing that causes my temperature to rise. All accompanied by Sebastian fervent kisses and murmured words.

Sebby. Doesn't. Share.

Sebastian is a rather persuasive and very jealous man. Even if he won't outwardly admit it to me. To anyone.

He sits on his bed, in just his softest, most alluring pair of dark wash jeans.  The ones that hang achingly low on his hips, abs on full display.  Leaning back on his hands so all of his toned, taunt skin is just begging to be touched again.  Teasing me.  Burning gaze following me around as I get ready for my lunch date with Hunter.

A low whistle sounding from him as I bend over, wearing just my white T-shirt and panties to pull the jean skirt from the depths of my overnight bag.

"Love, you can't leave me now.  I'm currently enjoying this view far too much."

A quick glance over my shoulder as I stand back up finds Sebastian licking his lips. Green eyes going darker. Beginnings of an obvious bulge noticeable even with him sitting.

"Sebby, you've got to learn how to control yourself."

He laughs darkly as I unearth my skirt and swing it around my hips. Finger busy on the front buttons, securing the item closed when I hear the faint sound of the bed springs squeaking. And before I know it his strong arms are around me again. Lips pressed gently to my neck, my jaw. Trailing soft kisses towards my ear. Despite my better judgement, knowing I'm going to be so terribly late, I tilt my head back. Giving him more room to work with.

"Looks like I've got a pretty clear grasp on the situation Princess. And on you."

I can't help the small moan that I give off at the timber of his voice. But I really can't start this again. Not now, regretfully. So it takes all of my resolve to step out of his hold, grabbing my purse, phone and sunglasses off his desk.

No fair!

Sebastian has his arms crossed in front of his bare chest and a prominent pout on his face when I turn around to look at him. But still his eyes light up as he takes in my appearance.

"So how do I look, Sebby?"

His gaze starts at my feet, my crisp, clean white sneakers and frilly socks with pink trim. (Don't judge, they're honestly quite adorable.) I can feel the heat of his eyes travelling up my legs, taking in the sight of my skirt and simple white shirt. And I duck my head as a blush warms my cheeks.

The adoration in his voice is quite evident as he comes closer and raises my chin with a few of his fingers so that I can look into his eyes. "You look breathtaking, My Love. Absolutely gorgeous."

Thank you Sebastian...

Quickly I press a small kiss to his lips and then turn to open the door, to leave his dorm room. To go to lunch with Hunter.

I can spy him, standing in the hallway looking very nervous. Checking his watch numerous times in the few seconds I stand there with the door open. And then he see me and smiles shyly.

"Hi Angel, you look.... Wow.... Are you ready to go?"

I nod but then Sebastian grabs my wrist and spins me around to face him again, kissing me fiercely and deeply before he releases me. Leaving me breathless. Smirk on his face as he waves over my shoulder to the boy watching us from the hallway, "See you later, Shann. Oh hey Clarington. How you doing there buddy??"

Hunter can be heard grumbling behind me as I narrow my eyes at Sebastian, shaking my head. Murmuring a soft that was low Seb and you know it as I step out of his hold. He just chuckles, gives us both small waves and retreats into his room once again.

When the door is finally shut I turn around to fully face Hunter. He is looking at his feet, displeased expression on his face. Stealthily I walk over to him and lace my fingers through those of one of his hands.

His eyes dart up to look at me, olive green eyes so sincere.  "Shay-baby??"

"Hey Hunt...  are you ready to leave for lunch?"

We go to the diner, our diner. Sharing a strawberry milkshake, like the day after Valentines all over again. As well as plates of french fries.

After a leisurely lunch we migrate hand in hand across the parking lot to the playground, where Hunter pushes me gently on a swing.

"Hunt, what happens if you meet another girl while you're at your parents house?"

He catches the chains above my hands on a backswing. Still my movements and wrapping strong, powerful arms around my waist. Lips so very close to my ear that when he speaks a shiver runs down my spine.

"Babydoll, there could be no other girl but you."

I can't help myself as I turn my head and capture his lips with my own. Getting us lost in a rather heady and intense kiss. Finally Hunter breaks it and rests his forehead against mine, murmuring against my skin, "Shann, would you like to head back now? Maybe to my room??"

Words escape me so all I can do is nod. He releases his hold on my waist, coming around to the front of the swing and pulling me to my feet. Lacing our fingers together as he leads me back to his SUV.

We spend the drive back to Dalton sharing coy looks, fingers dancing up and down each other's arms. At one point his right hang finds its way to my bare leg, moving lazily and slowly higher as he drives. Stopping before he gets too far underneath my skirt, pulling his hand back and putting it on the wheel with a sensual smirk.

"Hunt, you're evil."

"Shann, you love it."

I do. I really do.

Finally we pull back up in front of Dalton. After a car ride full of repressed sexual tension that feels ten times longer than it really was. But ever the gentleman, he comes and opens my door. Helping me out of the car, lacing over fingers together once again as he leads me into the building. Although this time he is whispering naughty words in my ear the entire time.

After we make it to his dorm and he unlocks the door, opening it for me, I grab the front of his shirt and pull him into the room. Almost tackling him with a kiss in the process.

Hunter chuckles softly against my mouth, shutting and locking the door behind us. But he releases me sooner than I would like, leaving me pouting. I slip out of my shoes, going to sit down gingerly on his bed while he set his phone up in the speaker system. Choosing a song and playing it softly.

I pat the bed and put on my best seductive gaze as he turns around to face me again. Hunter smirks and comes to sit down beside me. One hand reaching up to cup my cheek, fingers getting lost in my hair. And when our lips meet again it is positively electric.

Time and space seems to disappear, leaving only Hunter and I. When we finally stop kissing I fall breathless on to the bed. Hunter leaning over me, cradling my head in his hand as it hits the pillow.

And just then he begins to sing along with the song playing from his cellphone speakers.

Something 'bout the way your hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it

You want love?
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while

I can't take it. It's too much. Too sweet, too sensual. Too perfect.

I just lunge for him, tackling him to the bed.

Before we even know it, there is a flurry of clothing flying around the room and Hunter is hovering over me.

We get lost, in the moment. In each other.

His lips and hands weaving paths across my skin. Setting absolutely everything they touch ablaze in their wake.

Only after we are both dressed again do I even give credence to my fears.

"This was goodbye, wasn't it Handsome?"

Hunter shakes his head and presses the sweetest kiss to my cheek, causing me to shiver from the contact and the contrast of the dirty things he was doing previously with his mouth.

"No Gorgeous, never a goodbye. We'll be together again before you even know it."