So I would just like to mention I rock for uploading this.

Because as I have mention I started college again and I'm freaking the hell out because I don't have time and my schedule is SWAMPED. And I need to fit time to go train with my Papa Bear in that and aaaAAaaaAAAaaAAa! Time, someone give me tiiiimeeee!

And sorry, technically the trip doesn't start yet, but the next few chapters, it's only going to be about it alright? Now I just had a few things to sort out.

Anyway! Hope you enjoy this!

Oh and I didn't talk about it earlier but we got more vote for "Keeping the title as it is" deal. So "I Sold.." will stay "I Sold.." lol

Anyway I had things to say but I need to sleep. I'm leaving for the weekend tomorrow and I would need to have a few hours of sleep in bank! lol

Enjoy! :P

* * * * * * * * * * *

The ride home had been quiet. If we hadn't been too awkward with all the gang it had been different trapped in a car. Especially since they were both sitting in front and I was sitting in the back and even if I had wanted to speak, when you sit in the back in the car you either don't get what they're talking about or they don't hear you and it's just majorly annoying.

And I was trying not to bite my nails in nervousness. Because I was worried for Blake, which was completely stupid because he was a big boy and he was able to drive home tired, he had probably done it a thousand of times, I was just being overly dramatic lately!

Seriously, I pissed my own self off! I was annoying my own self. Now why in hell would Blake want to be with someone that infuriated herself?

I was second guessing all the time, but I couldn't help it. If I had thought more when I had dated Alex maybe I would have realized why we would never work as a couple. Okay I was overly unobservant, so that probably hadn't helped my cause but still... if I had been thinking more...

But now I was thinking too much.

When we got home it was late. Like midnight late and dad was already sleeping so we all went our ways, me to my room, Tyler to his and Vanessa to Anna's room. But for some reason I kinda guessed that those beds arrangement would probably change during the night.

Please god don't make me hear them if they do?

After my bed time routine I curled up in my sheets, waiting for sleep, but then I was still all happy because of the night, replaying it and putting aside any chances of him getting into an accident. Because I had been with Blake, and being with him seemed to do strange things to me. All that hand holding and touching happening with Blake made me fell all happy and jumpy and I just wanted to scream in my pillow for no reason, just weirdly joyful.

What was wrong with me? Why did I feel so jibbery? Just thinking about Blake made me feel all warm inside.

Things were getting bad, weren't they?

Still I couldn't get him out of my head and I really didn't want to... And I was thinking again how wonderful his lips had felt against mine...

And my phone rang.

I got up in one quick movement, and looked around, trying to find it, but I hadn't open any light and my room was pitch black but I finally found it in my jeans pocket and then got it out, and answered.

I didn't even need to look at the caller ID to know who this was.

"Hey! You got home?" I asked, almost breathlessly

Calm the frack down Lexi!

Breathe!

"I'm dead. By the road, it's really kind of you to leave me all dead like that by the road. Wild animals will eat me. Won't be pretty. Couldn't you hear me calling out your name?" Blake ranted.

I rolled my eyes while walking back to my bed and sat my back leaning against the head board. "Go to sleep Blake..."

"Oh and that's all you have to say for yourself? Go to sleep. I'm being eaten by raccoons right now!" he told me dramatically.

I chuckled "You're doing the "not making sense because you're too tired" thing again Blake"

Blake had a convincing, yet hilarious voice when he answered "Oh trust me, it has NOTHING to do with being tired! I'm NURmal!"

Well he sure as hell didn't sound normal.

I frowned a little, holding a laugh "Are you drunk?"

"Nope!" Blake answered happily, like that was an exploit.

"High?" I tried.

"Not drug high" Blake answered this time almost thoughtfully.

"What's THAT supposed to mean?"

Blake didn't take my last comment into consideration though because he just said "What are you wearing?"

"Oh my god Blake!" I exclaimed too fast.

"Okay I can take that too..." and then Blake's voice turned low and almost seductive "Now call me daddy. Or master..."

I tried to feign total lack of being affected by that.

"Go to sleep" I repeated in a flat voice.

He was almost whining when he spoke next "I don't want to sleep"

"But you NEED to sleep. Go to sleep and you can harass me on the phone tomorrow" I told him.

Because I had seen him leave, I had seen him look tired all day today, heck even his father had seen this. As much as I liked talking to him, he needed to sleep.

"My parents have this charity thing tomorrow. I'm not going to be home. And they won't even let me play with the frog legs in my plate. The little dance I make them do is always cute... like ta ta da da da da..." he was singing a tune I didn't know, a beat, and I tried not to laugh at the image I now had in my head of Blake sitting at a table in a fancy place, wearing a nice tux, important people all around him, and he was making the frog legs walk like they were in a marching band.

I might need to sleep too... maybe that's why I said next "Blake, master, please go to bed"

"Come over"

Those two words made me froze.

"What?"

"Come over, please?" he asked me again, his voice soft and almost pleading and I don't know, a shiver ran up my spine and it had nothing to do with the fact that I was cold. Because I wasn't.

"At two in the morning while you're being slap-happy?" I finally managed to ask.

His voice had that seductive edge again "I'm your master, you must obey me"

Okay, as much as it almost hitched me to just grab my keys and run to him... this smelled recipe for disaster. I still wanted to do things right, I still had things I needed to know about Blake, I needed to know more about Blake before running up to his house while he was acting that way. I wasn't used to him being that way. He usually felt more teasing than anything when he was using pick-up lines or saying innuendos. Now I don't know... it was different. Scary different, but good at the same time... But unwise different if I didn't want to throw myself at him just yet. Because that's what I wanted.

But what you want isn't always what is best. And I wasn't going to be stupid and irrational when it came to my relation with Blake.

And he was implying he was my master. So he was kind of being an ass right now.

So I told him "I'm going to say it again Blake. Go to sleep.

Blake whined again "You're killing my enthusiasm"

"If I call you daddy next time I see you will you go to sleep?"

"Nope! I'm going to drive straight to your house, right now and I'm going to climb up your window naked this time!" he replied in a convinced tone.

Ya sounds good to me...

No no Lexi! Come on! Bad idea!

"My dad doesn't want you to climb up the gutter again. He says you should use the front door instead of tearing it off"

Okay why did I say that? I was supposed to say go to sleep again wasn't I?

I could almost hear him frowning "You're confusing me"

I smiled. I was confused too. "Go to sleep"

Blake sighed, and I'm sure he did that little palms running on his face thing that was so hot "Alright just tell me something? Am I wearing clothes when you dream about me?"

Asshole.

I wished, but still... asshole.

"Good night Blake" I simply said.

"OH! I'm SO naked aren't I? Are you on top? Am I being tied up?" he started to rant enthusiastically.

I sighed in discouragement. What the hell was going on in that boy's head? "Yes Blake you're completely naked and the things I do to you are considered illegal in about ten states"

Blake spoke in glee almost "Should I be scared for my manjunk?"

Idiot. I should be worried right now, I really should!

"Very!" I nodded to myself.

"Like cut it off scared? Because it won't really satisfy you if it's not attached to my body you know..."

I didn't let him add anything else and said again "Good night Blake"

"Fine be like that! I'm not going to sleep! Just to prove a point!" Blake said, smirking, I had no doubt.

Freaking prick!

"Fine YOU be like that! And look like a zombie tomorrow during your charity thingy"

"You're getting all worked up, you're hot when you get all worked up..."

He didn't mean that, he probably just said it to piss me off, so I said it for the third time "Good night Blake"

I could almost hear the smile in his voice. "Good night Pumpkin... oh and by the way? I like your hair curly better." And with that the line disconnected and I just stood there, phone still against my ear, my mouth hanging open.

Why did he always have to do things like that?

Damn over-sexy prick!

And I like him. And... maybe... he meant it? And maybe, just maybe, he liked me? Could he? Or was he ONLY being an asshole a few seconds ago?

Maybe I should just go over his place...

No no, not going was the right decision...

And going out with Alex had felt like the right decisions a while back...

So without thinking I slipped in my black sweat pants, grabbed a thin cotton vest with a zipper in front and silently got out of my room, and sneaked out of my house... to go see Blake. In the middle of the night.

I must be crazy...

I couldn't believe I was doing this! In the middle of the freaking night, sneaking into Blake's house! Really intelligent Lexi! Now being smart was completely OUT of the answers I could give when people asked me qualities.

I had walked across the pool room, coming through the glass door, like I had with Blake yesterday and now I opened the door, where Anita had walked out trying to be as silent as I could. After all Blake wasn't the only one sleeping here.

And then I just stopped moving completely.

Where the hell was I?

I hadn't ever walked all the way to here. I knew the way to the dinning room and the living room and Blake's room and the vinyl room and his mom study, but only from the front door. Not from the pool room. Where the hell was I supposed to go now?

Maybe I should just walk back...

But then... how ridiculous? I would have driven all the way here, sneak IN and then just walk away without finding Blake?

If Anita or Blake's parents heard me and found me I would just say I had to come because stupid Blake didn't want to sleep.

Ya that sounded good to me. Any objections, imaginary friends in my head?

I faced silence so I took it as a go.

So I looked right and then left...

The corridor was huge... I was lucky they had little lamps here and there opened; otherwise I would have been COMPLETELY lost.

I sighed and turned right.

I didn't have to walk for to long and then I was already walking past the dinning room. Good. Now I knew where I was.

So I walked up the Titanic stairs and then all the way to Blake's door... god how stupid and obsess was I really? It was the middle of the night and I was sneaking into Blake's room. And technically he didn't even know I was coming!

Oh god...

What if I walked in on him doing something totally inappropriate!

Or naked...

Ya Lexi, maybe you should stop trying to picture him naked, I thought.

Alright so... should I be calling him? Or announcing myself? Or just barge in. Maybe he finally went to bed...

Okay I seriously hadn't thought this through enough...

What the HELL had I been thinking! Maybe he was just joking when he said come over! Maybe he didn't really mean it! Maybe he didn't want to see me here!

No no no! Lexi NO thinking for three seconds!

And even if he didn't mean it, he had just barged in my room the other day! So he couldn't really get mad at me if I did!

So I took a deep breath and then opened the door leading to his room, walking up his stairs.

This was a totally good idea Lexi, no need to hyperventilate or something...

When I walked in the room, for one thing the lights were open so that was good on the whole "Blake is not sleeping deal" and then I saw him lying on his couch, a book in his hands, rubbing his eyes and I almost exhale in relief.

And then I smiled and said "Daddy, time to go to bed!"

His response was immediate. Blake literally jumped on his feet, his book falling on the floor, screaming "Jesus FUCK!"

I smirked wider than he ever had. "Actually Jesus wasn't supposed to fuck"

Blake just looked at me, his face lighted up, going from confusion and surprise to smiling and that's when I sort of realized the "situation" and by situation I mean Blake was just wearing his sweat pants.

Oh god...

Can someone sing hot hot HOT?

I mean honestly, a choral or something? I think there were two seconds where my legs almost just stopped holding me up.

Honestly?

It would definitely be better for me if I just stopped staring at his chest... his really REALLY nice muscular I-just-want-to-run-my-hands-over-it chest... can I lick it? Okay Lexi, you are really pathetic right now...

I took a deep breathe and took my gaze off of that chest, to see him smile at me, the dimple smile.

Oh this was really helping my cause right now!

Holding that smile Blake said "You came?"

I chuckled, and tried to not make it sound shaky or anything, I mean I'm trying to keep a little dignity here... "Careful Blake that's an innuendo right there and a big one at it!"

Blake chuckled too, picking up the book he had let fall on the floor "Ya but it doesn't put ME in a bad spot."

"Touché" I answered, giving a little up move of the eyebrows, half smiling "Now go to bed!"

He crossed his arm over his chest, the muscle of his arm flexing... miam miam... and said in a challenging voice, smirking "I'm not going to bed"

Okay this was a bad idea, coming here, a seriously bad idea. What have I been thinking...

Oh ya right I didn't want to think! Genius, Lexi you are a genius.

I tried regaining control of myself and told him "Listen to you. You sound like a three year old boy who doesn't want to go for nap time because he thinks he's old now. I'm not leaving you a choice!"

Yes that's it, stand your ground. I was here to make him sleep. Nothing else.

I was cheering for myself mentally. You go Lexi. Just make him go to bed and then leave.

Yes this will totally work...

Blake frowned a little in front of me "Is this a dream? Because it really feels like the beginning of one, but usually I don't have the reflex action of thinking it's a dream so I'm guessing I'm not dreaming but if I'm not dreaming then what dimension did I travel to to make you actually sneak into my bedroom in the middle of the night..."

You're asking ME? I thought but instead replied "Stop thinking too much, you'll give yourself a nosebleed. Now come on! Bed! Now!" I told him, pointing to the bed, crossing my arms over my chest too.

"Oh so we're going to fight this?"

I rolled my eyes at him. Rolling my eyes at him was so much easier than stare at him. "I didn't come all the way up here for no reason. You mister are going to go to bed. Now."

"Hmmm, I thought you came here to see me shirtless?" Blake smirked.

Yes definitely. Again, can I lick your chest?

I snorted a little instead of saying what I was thinking out loud "Don't flatter yourself Blake"

"Don't need to, all that staring you're doing pretty much does it."

I sighed. His eyes looked so tired, why the hell was he arguing with me on this one? "Just go in your bed please"

His smirk was daring "Make me"

I shrugged "Fine" and then walked up to him and grabbed him by the top of his hair, dragging him to his bed.

He obviously wasn't expecting that so it was kinda easy to just push him on his bed.

"Okay, this was SO not what you were supposed to do!" Blake whined and threw his book at me, which I caught after having it fly in one hand to the other.

"Big whiny baby!" I teased and slapped his butt with his book.

"You know" Blake started to say, dragging himself under his cover, grabbing his pillow "the second you leave, I'm getting out of this bed"

"Alright then, I'll stay until you fall asleep" I answered him, sitting on the other side of the bed, leaning my back against his headboard.

Yes, that bed was definitely comfortable. And I was just sitting on it.

"Good luck with that." Blake snorted, lying on his stomach, his arms wrapped around his pillow "I'm never sleeping!" he finished and buried his face in it.

Little bitch. Could he just stop arguing with me! If he wasn't so damn sexy I really wouldn't be putting up with him right now!

"Could you try to be a little more cooperative? I mean I did drive all the way here, and snuck into your house to force you to sleep, that ought to make you cooperative doesn't it?"

Blake looked up at me, his chin on his pillow and seemed to think for a second "Hmm... Nope!"

"Ass!" I sighed and tapped his head lightly with the book.

Blake chuckled, his back moving with each laugh and I just stare at it for a second. He had a HOT back too... all muscle and indentations...

I want to drag my tongue in that indention in the middle of his back too pretty please?

Things were really getting worse and worse weren't they?

And didn't we have a no licking rule? After the trip at the Creek? And that marshmallow deal? Blah, who cared?

Hmm... control much Lexi? I was doing good a few second ago!

So I stopped looking at his back and looked at the book in my hands instead.

The title on it was "Gros-Câlin" and then I flipped the pages and it wasn't in English. I almost groaned.

"What language?" I asked, gesturing towards the book.

Blake smirked at me "It's French. It stands for "Big Hug". It's a funny story but sad and pathetic in a way. The main character doesn't even have a name. He's called Cousin. And he has a snake called Gros-Câlin that he keeps so it can give him hugs, you know have it wrap around him. And he's certain he's in a relationship with Miss Dreyfus because he stands in the elevator with her every day. His social skills suck. Oh and he has a bunch of whores too..."

Before he could go on, I cut him and said sarcastically "Wow Blake this book seems captivating"

Blake gave me a big fake grin "It is"

I rolled my eyes "You know you sound like Josh right now?"

"I'll let you judge it once you'll read it" Blake answered, giving a little kick to my leg with his that was under the covers while I was sitting over.

"You have it in English?" I asked, looking up at his ceiling, trying to not look too much at him.

I shouldn't look too much at him.

Heck I was in on his freaking bed, Blake shirtless beside me... this DEFINITELY sounded wrong!

Why was I not jumping him?