I wake up the next morning naked and beside Hudson in his hotel room. The hotel bed is incredibly comfortable which is expected considering how expensive this hotel is but it felt like sleeping on a cloud. With Hudson still asleep beside me, I get out of the bed and put on my panties and his white dress shirt so that I can find my phone and call home so that they know that I'm alright.

My suitcase was expectedly gone when we got back last night but Hudson called down to the front desk and had them bring it back up so it's now sitting on the couch in the front of this large hotel suite so after I take a shower, I'll have some clothes to wear. I'm not sure how long Hudson is going to sleep though so the first thing that I do is brush my teeth just in case.

After grabbing my phone from my small bag, I find my mom's number in the contacts and go into the living room area so that I can call her without waking Hudson up from his slumber.

"Hello?" My mom answers the phone as I'm plopping down on the luxurious tan couch.

"Hey, Mom," I greet her softly.

"Oh, Iris!" She coos excitedly. "It's so good to hear from you. We've been worried sick. How did things go yesterday?"

"It went well," I confirm with a nod. "I found Hudson, we made up. Everything's fine. I'm not sure how long I'm going to stay though. He's going to be here for a while for some work stuff and I don't have any work waiting for me at home for a few weeks so I might stay for a while."

"Alright. Well, that's fine but maybe you'll reconsider when I tell you that Kurt has a release date," She tells me, talking slowly so that I can't detect her attitude toward this little bit of news.

"Really?" I wonder with a small grin. If they gave him a release date, that means that it's probably soon which is really amazing. "When is it?"

"Friday," She tells me. "It's kind of last minute but he's been doing really well lately so they want him home as soon as possible.

It's Sunday now so there's about a week left before Friday comes but I should still be there when he gets home. I mean, that still gives me a few days with Hudson so that's good but I'm not really thinking of anything other than my brother being able to come home. It's been so long since he's been home that I just feel overwhelmingly excited for him. "Wow," Is all that I can think to say.

"I know, we're all very excited," She says in return. "Do you still think that you'll want to stay there with Hudson for a few weeks? Kurt will understand if you're not here, you know."

"I know," I confirm because he really would understand if I wasn't at home when he got there because he does strongly support my relationship with Hudson. "So, uh, how's Dad doing? Does he still hate me?"

"He never hated you, Iris," My mom sighs. "He was just shocked when you told us that you... you know. We both were. I think that he's coping but it'll take him a little while to really understand."

"I feel bad that it came out like that," I admit to her. "I wish that I could have done it slower, you know? Really sat you down and prepared you but the situation wasn't ideal and I was just running on adrenaline. So I am sorry about that. But if it makes you or Dad feel better, I was never a prostitute. I feel like he's jumping to that conclusion but I never did that."

"That is very good to know," She mumbles with a small laugh that holds no humor. "We can talk about all of that when you get home. We both have a lot of questions for you but I think that it should be in person. And that'll give your father time to just adjust."

"Sure, that's fine," I swallow the dread that I feel when she says that they have questions that they want to ask me in person because that doesn't sound pleasant at all. I'm about to say something else when I hear a rustling coming from the bedroom and then there's the sink running so Hudson is definitely awake. "I'm going to get off of here, Mom, but I'll call you later and let you know when I'm coming home."

"Okay, sweetie. I love you."

"I love you too," I respond before hanging up the phone and I stand up from the couch to go into the bedroom but before I can, Hudson is emerging through the door wearing only his boxers and I feel like my heart just stopped beating. I don't think that I'll ever get used to how hot he is.

"Good morning," He murmured in his I-just-woke-up-voice which makes my heart cave in even more than before. I'm absolutely dying here.

"Morning," I rasp out. "How'd you sleep?"

"Fabulously," He steps closer to me and when he approaches, he wraps his arms around my waist and nuzzles his face into the side of my neck. "You?"

I wrap my arms around his shoulders. "I also slept fabulously."

"Are your parents pissed that you're here?" He asks me after kissing my cheek and then walking passed me to the couch where there's a brochure thing sitting on the corner.

"No," I sit down right beside him and realize that the brochure is the room service menu. "My dad's a little pissed about me being a stripper but he'll get over that. My mom did tell me that Kurt's coming home on Friday so I don't know what to do with that."

"What do you mean? That's amazing," He reminds me enthusiastically.

"Yeah, it's really great. It's just... I know that the right thing to do is to go home and be with him when he gets home but the last time that I put Kurt's wellbeing before us, it was an absolute disaster. And Kurt will understand if I stay here but I really do want to be there for him."

"Well, I'll totally understand if you want to go home," Hudson says, looking up at me and away from the room service menu. "And it won't be like last time obviously. We just won't be able to kiss a whole lot if you go back to LA, but we'll deal with that. It'd be totally awesome if you could stay here though too, it's your decision."

"I still have a few days," I remind him. "I think I'm going to procrastinate it for as long as possible."

"Yeah, that sounds good," He chuckles, turning to me before he kisses my lips and, feeling more than eager to kiss him back, I lean into it and put my hand on his bare chest. As I start to try to prod his mouth with my tongue, he laughs a little bit and pulls back. "You have to decide what you want for breakfast."

You.

It's my first thought but I just laugh it away before I take the menu from his hand and start reading through the choices. "Fine."

I choose my breakfast and then Hudson calls in our order to the room service staff from the telephone placed on the side table by the couch. When he thanks the person on the other end and then hangs up the phone, he looks at me like he's ready to devour me and again, my heart can't take it. Hudson is going to be the death of me. He grips my waist before quickly pulling me onto his lap.

"Now we can make out," He mumbles, moving one of his hands to tangle in my already-tangled hair.

I want to have some witty comeback in response to that but in all honesty, I just really want to make out with him so I eagerly accept his invitation and put my lips on his. It's still kind of early in the morning but neither one of us are acting very tired right now. His hand almost immediately goes up my shirt, my hands start moving around his bare torso—reclaiming the territory that I'd explored last night.

We're still really into it when there's a few loud knocks on the front door of the hotel suite, causing me to jump a little bit. I thought that the room service would take longer than that but even though I'm disappointed about having to stop kissing Hudson, I am very hungry so I'm okay with eating too.

I got a pancake breakfast, Hudson got an omelet and we eat our respective meals on the couch and watching TV in our underwear, which is comfortable and fun. Just being with him is amazing and I really don't want to leave again. I know that our circumstances will be much better this time than before I arrived in New York but I'm still going to miss being around him when I leave. If I leave. I don't know.

I want to be there for Kurt too but if I just talk to him on the phone every day after he gets out, I think that he'll be okay. Of course, I want to be there for my brother but I also really just want to stay in this hotel room and build my relationship with Hudson. I want to pick up where we left off and I want to get to know every part of him. Granted, Hudson is here to work so even if I do stay, I wonder how much time we'd get to really hang out.

"How long do you think that it'll take for the general public to find out about us?" I ask Hudson after we finish our breakfast and we're just laying together in the hotel bed again, laying on the cloud, and cuddling while watching a pay-per-view movie on the large TV.

"The diehard gossips probably already know, the media surely already knows, but I'd say that it'll take maybe a week for it to become big news," He responds. "Why?"

I just shrug at him. "Just curious. I probably shouldn't have sauntered onto the red carpet like I know what I'm doing with this. Yesterday though, I just was operating solely in instinct but maybe that wasn't the best idea."

"Well, they were going to find out eventually, right?" He reminds me. "It's fine that they know now. My manager will start getting calls from the blogs and magazines and everything asking for interviews and statements so I should probably do a few of those to set the record straight and kill off any rumors that are starting to spin. It's no big deal. The media will make it a circus only because you're not famous and because of the video with Aspen. But it'll all die out pretty soon. The media crew have the attention span of a goldfish."

"You're sure that this isn't going to hurt your reputation or anything?" I ask him feeling just a little bit apprehensive.

"No, of course it won't," He says with a small laugh. "But even if it did, I wouldn't care. Everything's fine, Iris. You're overthinking things."

"It's what I do best," I supply sarcastically, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "But as long as you promise, I'll trust you. You clearly know more about this than I do."

"I promise," He assures me, kissing my lips for only a short moment. "But anyway, is there anything that you want to do today? I don't have any meetings today so we can go hit Time Square or something."

"I mean, if you want to go somewhere, we can, but I'm totally fine just like this if that's alright," I suggest, feeling my mouth start to water just at the idea of being with Hudson all day and him being shirtless the entire time. I'm not sure how I'll survive the day without my ovaries exploding but I'm eager to find out.

"Thank god," Hudson tells me with a small laugh. "Just being here sounds great to me."

I laugh at him and then I kiss him just because I can. Because he is my boyfriend and I love him and he also loves me, which is the best kind of love. I know that when Kurt got sick, I started to believe that the world was cruel and didn't give a shit about me or anybody else for that matter. But looking at Hudson, I can see all of the good things that happen in this world too. There is a lot of crap like incurable diseases and illnesses but there's also a plethora of amazing things like love and Hudson's abs which are to die for.

"Wait, do your parents hate me?" I ask Hudson when I realize that they must be upset at me for putting Hudson through hell over these past few weeks.

"No, they don't. I never told them really what happened," He explains. "They were fine with not knowing what was going on, they just gave me my privacy."

"You should probably tell them everything before it comes out publicly," I suggest. "Or not. I don't know. You probably should though, right? They're going to find out that you're dating an ex-stripper either way so you might want to tell them."

"If you want me to, I will," He nods. "I mean, I know you don't want me to but yeah, it'll probably be better coming from me. I promise they won't care though."

"If you say so," I decide skeptically.

"I do say so," He says with a small laugh before he picks up his phone and unlocks the screen. "But that's a while down the road, we don't have to worry about that right now. And by the way, it has been way too long since the last time that we made out."

"That is a problem," I counter with a high pitched laugh because it really has only been like fifteen minutes but I just go along with it because I will never oppose to making out with Hudson. I roll over toward Hudson so that I'm straddling him now and his hands go to my waist.

When I lean down so that our faces are inches apart, Hudson moves his hand to cup my jaw and instead of kissing me, he says, "I'm really glad that you came back."

"I'm really glad that you didn't give up on me," I whisper back to him, hoping that he can tell how unnervingly serious I am when I say that. Not even just with this whole keeping-my-secrets thing but before that, when Hudson had given me a fake prom and demanded that I talk to him at Shawn's party even though I was pretty adamant about staying away from him. I know that it was hard for him to get through to me but I'm really glad that he didn't give up until he succeeded.

"Well, it wasn't a choice," He uses my own words and that makes me smile a little bit before I bend down and press my lips to his. My heart jumps, like it's surprised that I'm kissing him again. Like every kiss is the first. I'm sure that that will wear off but for now, it feels really amazing and I wish that it'd last forever.

We end up making out for a long time, rolling around and having fun in the king sized cloud of a hotel bed. It's a good thing that we grabbed a handful of complimentary condoms from the back of the limo last night because we needed one last night and we'll probably need more before I go back to LA. Granted, we're not going to need one right now because I haven't even showered since I got to New York so I feel kind of gross.

After making out for so long and so intensely, I actually roll away from him and decide to take a small nap. Before I fall asleep, Hudson kisses my temple and tells me that he loves me, which is just about the best feeling in the world, and I barely mumble the 'I love you too' before I'm already half asleep.

I wake up a half an hour later so I wasn't asleep for long but when I wake up, Hudson isn't beside me. I hear the shower going so it's obvious to say that he's in the shower so I sit up and I'm about to turn the TV on while I wait for him to return so that maybe I can take a shower but before I get to the remote, I notice a small sticky note on the nightstand beside my head. It reads:

Iris Morton: I will join Hudson in the shower because I'm obsessed with his body and he's the sexiest man alive.

I laugh at that little walk down memory lane when we used to give each other those little scripts when we were on the set of the movie. I can't believe he remembered that little part of us.

And I have no reason to object, so I stand up from the bed and start unbuttoning Hudson's dress shirt that I'm still wearing before I make my way into the steaming bathroom to join my boyfriend.

My boyfriend that I love very much because he makes everything perfect and that is a feeling that I know won't fade ever.