Saturday morning came, the sun shining into the living room where Carrie and I were snuggled up on the couch. I could hear voices, but my head was throbbing, and my throat was drier than the Sahara. I willed my eyes to open, but the lids felt so heavy.

"Quinn, baby." Mmmm Grant. My Grant was here.

"Pretty sure Carrie is drooling." Wade! That was Wade; he was here too.

"She's smiling, so she must be having a good dream."

I went to roll over and curl up even more, but when I did, I nearly fell off the couch. Luckily so, very muscular arms caught me, and I immediately opened my eyes to see Wade's emerald orbs staring back at me with a smirk.

"Morning, sunshine." He cooed as he stood, holding me to him.

"Morning." I squeaked out.

"How did you two get in my house? Jesus. Shut the light off!" Carrie groaned, pulling the blanket up over her head.

"I have a key, a key that you gave me. We also didn't turn the light on, that's the sun." Grant laughed; as much as I loved his laugh, it felt like a million tiny needles poking me in the head. "You ladies seemed to have a pretty boozy night, eh?"

"Shhh. Let's all agree to whisper." I put my finger to his lips as Wade held on to me.

"We came to check on our girl, and I guess you too," Grant whispered with a laugh. "Why don't you both get up to your beds, we'll get some water and aspirin."

Wade walked with me upstairs as Carrie followed behind before heading into her bedroom with a groan goodbye.

"Did you have fun?" He had the nerve to smirk. If he weren't so damn sexy, I would've smacked him.

"We had a blast. Now, I just need to sleep for a bit." Wade pulled the blankets back and straightened up my pillows. I crawled in, immediately sighing at how great my bed felt. Wade leaned down, giving me a soft kiss before stroking my cheek.

"You're so beautiful."

"You are, too," I grumbled as I yawned.

"I come with water and some aspirin. I'm going to set them on the nightstand." Grant spoke softly, which I was grateful for. I felt him lean down and give me a quick kiss as well, and that was the last thing I remembered.

I woke up alone in bed, stretched out, and feeling slightly better than I had when the guys woke me. I got up and took the aspirin left for me and took a few deep breaths. A long hot shower was calling my name, so I shuffled my way in there. The water pelting against my skin felt amazing, each drop on my scalp feeling like a massage. When I was finished and stepping out, I already felt almost back to myself. I silently vowed never to drink that much again. I dressed and headed downstairs to put something on my drunken belly. When I rounded the corner into the kitchen, I found Carrie standing at the stove, looking fresh as a daisy.

"What? How long have you been up?" I stood in shock. She turned around, all dressed and dolled up for the day. I hated that she wasn't as affected by the booze as me.

"About twenty minutes or so, not too long. I'm making some food; soak up any leftover alcohol and settle our stomachs." She grinned. "Do you remember the guys coming by earlier?"

"Yeah, I'm so glad they did. I needed my bed and to stretch out." I waited for the coffee to finish before taking my mug to the table to sit.

After a large cup of coffee and some of Carrie's hangover breakfast, I felt mostly human again. She rushed off to meet up with Natalia while I cleaned up the kitchen. As soon as I was done, I grabbed my phone and headed to the couch. I sent off a text to the guys and laid my head back, closing my eyes briefly.

"Sleeping Beauty." Grant cooed, stroking my cheek gently.

"Hey." I smiled sleepily. "I was waiting for you to call or something."

"Nope figured I'd come to pick ya up for a nice dinner." He kissed my forehead before scooting in next to me.

"Where's Wade?"

"He's making the nice dinner." I couldn't help but laugh with him at his response. He leaned down, cupping my face in his hand and planting his lips on mine. "I missed you." I smiled against his kiss, feeling all warm and tingly inside.

"That was our first night apart in quite a while." I giggled.

"I know, it was lonely." He pouted.

"You had Wade."

"He's no fun." The pouting continued. I decided to tug on that jutted bottom lip of his, sucking then nibbling. It didn't take long before the kiss became heated and his hands were sliding up my sides, under my shirt. "You're much more fun." He mumbled as he leaned over me, nudging me back down on the couch. I let my hands wander up his T-shirt, feeling over the lines of his abdomen. It was ridiculous the amount of muscle this man had.

"Take me up to my room." I requested in between kisses along his neck. Within seconds he had me in his arms bridal style trudging his way up the stairs. He gently laid me across the bed, his eyes full of desire. He reached behind him one-handed and pulled his shirt up and off. Something about that always drove me insane. I slid up the bed as he followed, like a predator after its prey. He gripped my hips and then pulled my pants slowly down and off. Grant was delighted to see I wasn't wearing panties.

"Fucking hell, Quinn." He growled. He started kissing at my calves and made his way up to my center. Smiling up at me in the most mischievous way, he slowly parted my lips, licking me slowly. My back arched uncontrollably, and a moan of pleasure escaped. This man was talented with his tongue and would have me coming undone in minutes. "God, I don't think I'll ever get enough of your taste." His words barely registered as his tongue flicked about then he began sucking and nibbling before inserting his fingers. I screamed out from the unexpected feeling and quickly lost all control, coming all over him. Panting and coming down from the high, I watched as he winked at me before wiping his mouth. "So fucking gorgeous."

I watched as he stood, removing his pants and freeing my favorite part of his anatomy. His cock sprang free, bobbing excitedly in front of me. I was salivating at the sight. "Come fuck me now," I demanded.

"So rude." He slowly crept back up the bed and over me, lightly rubbing the tip of his cock in between my folds.

"Please?" I sang.

"I'm not sure I'll ever say no to you." With one more rub, he thrust inside, holding onto my hips as I wrapped my legs around him. He always managed to hit just the right spot, causing me to scream out. This time was no different. He pounded into me hard, my favorite way with him. He leaned over me, shoving my shirt up and grabbing a breast before taking the pink flesh into his mouth. The moans of pleasure were ridiculous, I let loose knowing we had the place to ourselves. "That's right, scream for me, baby." He lightly bit down, tugging at the nipple as he slowly slid out and then slammed back in again. A few more pumps just like that and we were both coming undone, skin slapping, grunts and moans the only sounds filling the room.

Grant hopped off the bed and rushed to the ensuite to grab a cloth and quickly helped me clean up. He gave me multiple kisses as he did so. Once the cloth was in the hamper, he dressed and sat on the edge of the bed waiting for me.

"How should I dress for this nice dinner?" I cocked a brow over my shoulder.

"Just like that is fine by me." I slapped at his silliness and grabbed some jeans and a shirt. At this point, I didn't have a whole lot of clothing left at my place. Once I was changed and ready to go, we headed out and over to Wade's.

"It smells delicious in here!" I cried out, as the aroma of tomato, onion, and garlic filled my nostrils. When I looked, Wade was standing at the stove, shirtless and in basketball shorts. I couldn't help but laugh, he tried to cook shirtless as often as possible after our first date.

"Thanks, hopefully, it tastes as good as it smells." He grinned, waving me over as he held a spoon with sauce. I happily tasted it and agreed that it was amazing. He leaned in, giving me a soft peck before licking his way up to my ear. "You smell like Grant. As soon as dinner is over, I'm replacing that smell with mine." A shiver ran up my spine, and I could already feel the wetness pooling between my legs.