Carter's POV

There wasn't much Fredrick or freda could say to Gregory about us—they knew he wouldn't listen and that they can't change our destiny to be together. In general I think they were more in shock to see us hot and heavy on the kitchen counter. Not only would any parents be in utter shock but considering the ethics of when They were alive it was even worse.

I was more embarrassed that Tony saw it, I have always tried my best to be a good role model for him. Keeping it always rated G with my boyfriends, trying not to curse, keeping my alcohol and weed private and what not. But now he saw me moaning and practically begging Gregory to fuck me right there— that was a conversation I'll have with him another day. Or maybe we can pretended to ignore it forever.

We sat on the couch in our circle discussing the plan for tomorrow and now since Gregory is doing he better we can go looking together tomorrow night. Gregory sat on my fathers plush recliner, pulling me with him. I sat on this upper thigh, his one arm snaked around my back and holding onto my leg and the other resting on the chair. He leans into my ear and whispers "I finally got you, I'm not letting you go now". Those few words send pleasure bumps down my spine and make my want to clench my legs shut. He moved his lanky fingers up and down my leg, slow enough for to want to loose myself. How did he always know what to say or do to unravel me? To make me want to melt under his touch. He was the right amount of possessive and Territorial...nothing like Colin. I was never scared or meek, but instead I felt in-powered. Together we could take on anything.

I could feel myself starting to get drowsy—honesty once Fredrick and freda starting going deep into history my brain switched off. Taking about bring lords and ladies and fashion—cool. Talking about ancient religion, medicine and wars? Yeah no thanks.

I snuggled closer into Gregory, feeling safe in his embrace. He was strong and healthy again, I knew nothing would stand in his way now—okay scratch that—light, wooden stakes or crosses would. But let's be forreal, a wooden stake to the heart would kill anyone, human or vampire!

I checked my phone, we have been talking for a few hours and it was now the early hours or the morning. The blankets we pinned up previously still protected Gregory and his family but in all honesty, it got dark and claustrophobic after awhile. With the morning, and the sunrise, approaching I knew it was our que to all go to bed and get some well needed rest. RIP mine and Tony's sleep schedule. Freda must of had the same idea because 15 minutes later she spoke again.

"I believe we should all get some rest, regroup tomorrow and continue our search"

We all nodded in silent agreement, I stood up and Gregory did the same. We exchanged our goodnight, Tony and rudolf started to head up the stairs together. It was heartwarming that they became so close already, after spending hours together they still want a sleepover just to wake up and spend tomorrow together as well. I get on my tip-toes and give Gregory a kiss, my pulse thumping so loud I thought my ear drums would explode or my veins would rupture. I give him my best grin and begin to walk up stairs—Gregory right behind as if he was clueless.

"Excuse me Gregory" freda voice was as angelic as ever but also terrifying "where do you think your headed"

We all knew the answer, but that's what parents do. Ask the most obvious questions so we can answer them and feel slightly less in power

I look back to see Gregory rolling his eyes, his mouth turned slightly up in annoyance. He thought he was slick, as if his parents would be even consider it. Yes you and your new girlfriend can sleep in the same room unsurprised, especially since you both are hornier for each other than dogs in heat. Oh yeah and don't forget that we basically walked in the house earlier to the opening scene of a low budget 50 shades of gray opening

"No where" he relied with an exaggerated exhale and turns around "absolutely nowhere"

Freda and Fredrick smile

"Goodnight cater, sleep well" Anna call out and heads down the stairs, her parents follow

"Good night cater" Gregory says once more—attending to drag out our time together

"One more kiss" I tell him and he obliged, entangling his fist into my hair and pulling me close and deep. Our tongues tasting each other, trying to get enough attention for the hours we'll be apart. He pulls my hair and meets his lips to my ear

"Be a good girl and wait for me upstairs. I'll be up shortly for you"

With one last ear nibble he turns me around so I face the stairs.

Holy fucking shit I was turned on. I look back at him and smile—making my way up the stairs. Knowing he will be after me soon.