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Carter's POV

I woke on top of something hard and warm. It smelled good which just made me snuggle in closer. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I pressed my face into the soft material my face was against. If only every night I could sleep this well and wake up to something to warm and nice smelling. I'd never be grumpy from this kind of sleep.

Going in and out of consciousness I wasn't aware of a heavy arm draped across my waist holding me down nor the warm breath on my neck. I was in a cocoon of warmth and I was not going to leave the bed any time soon.

"Hey Gage you ready to go to the gym-WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" A loud voice suddenly shouted. I jerked upwards blinking rapidly. The person-wait person? Looking over to my left I saw Gage sitting up rubbing his eyes.

"Did you two?" Dylan asked gesturing between us. I finally looked at Dylan who had busted right into Gage's room, scaring the shit out of us. He was staring wide eyed at the both of us before he suddenly shielded his eyes. "Please don't be naked!" He yelled with his hands now over his eyes like he didn't just have them open a second ago.

"Dylan you just saw that we had clothes on." Gage muttered, his voice thick with sleep. And it was honestly the most sexy thing I have ever heard in my life. A guys morning voice is a gift from god.

"Oh right." Dylan chuckled to himself as he uncovered his eyes. "What do we have here?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows at us. I couldn't help but blush at what he was insinuation. I had forgotten I slept over here last night, in the same bed as Gage. Same bed!

"Dylan get out." Gage grumbled still waking up.

"Did something happen between you two?" Dylan asked totally ignoring Gage.

"No."

"Get out!" Both Gage and I said at the same time. Dylan just rolled his eyes at us but backed away.

"Just going to remind you guys to always use protection, wash the sheets, and be aware that I am in the house as well." I didn't even see Gage lean down and grab his shoe until it was flying in Dylan's direction. Thankfully he moved fast enough and jumped out of the room and slammed the door shut, the shoe hitting the door with a thud and falling to the ground. I could hear Dylan laughing as he moved away from the door.

I couldn't help but giggle softly as I heard Dylan. I leaned back against Gage's headboard and next to me Gage sat up, finally awake.

"There goes Dylan ruining the moment." I said breaking the silence between us. It was kind of awkward as we both sat here in bed together. I wasn't sure what to do or what to say really.

"I don't even know why I put up with him."

"Because you secretly love him and know without him your life would be one big lonely mess." I offered smiling. He rolled his eyes at me and stood up. My eyes stayed on him as he stretched his arms above his head, his white t-shirt riding up and showing me a strip of skin. For the life of me I couldn't pull my eyes away from him, not even when he put his arms down and he was once again covered.

"What time is it anyways?" He asked slowly moving towards the door.

"Uh..." I looked over at his alarm to see the time. "9 o'clock."

"Stupid Dylan waking us up." Gage muttered under his breath but I only caught some of what he said. "Lets make some breakfast." He held open the door for me and waited. I flung the covers off of me and stood up, doing some stretching of my own. That literally was the best sleep I have had in a long time.

When I headed towards Gage I almost tripped making me remember I was wearing a pair of his sweats that were huge. The ends had come undone while I slept and were now all wrapped around my feet.

"You look so small in my clothes." Gage commented laughing softly at the fact I looked like a drowned rat.

"Maybe you are too tall." I countered back bending over to roll the pants up so I wouldn't keep tripping. "Ever heard of being a normal height?" I asked leaning back up. Maybe because I was so short he seemed so tall or maybe he was just freakishly tall.

"This is a normal height, it is you that is too small to be normal." I followed after him as we walked down the hallway to the kitchen.

"I am not that short!"

"Yes you are."

"No i'm not." When we reached the kitchen I noticed Dylan leaning against the counter drinking sort of yellow drink, maybe an energizer. "Dylan tell him I am not that short."

"Gage...she is that short."

"Hey!" Both guys just grinned at me. "Just gang up on the short girl I get it." I pouted as I took a seat at the bar. "Know that I won't stick up for either of you next time." I stuck my tongue out at them.

"You love us." Dylan said grinning. "Anyways what are you making us for breakfast?" I looked at Gage and then back to him.

"Who are you talking to there?"

"You of course."

"Me? Why do I have to cook?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Because you are a girl." He replied back with a duh tone.

"What makes you think all girls can cook?"

"Don't you guys have a mandatory thing where you know how to cook, sow, and clean?" Dylan sounded really confused which just made this even more funny.

"You seriously think all women are taught to cook, clean and sow?"

"Yes?" He said it more of a question. "Help me out here Gage."

"You are all on your own for this one." Gage said leaning his forearms on the counter and looking between us with an amused look on his face.

"Hate you burst your bubble but not all women can do those things."

"That is stupid." I arched my eyebrow at him again.

"So are men taught to be sexist, jackass, and players?" I asked tilting my head to the side and staring at him while I waited for an answer.

"Uh...I..." Dylan trailed off looking flustered and embarrassed. "I-I didn't mean to be sexist." He stuttered. I kept a stern look on my face for another minute before I smiled at him. Dylan literally looked like I and kicked his puppy. I couldn't keep messing with him, he was too precious.

"Dylan, I am playing with you. I know you aren't sexist." He let out a sigh of relief and smiled at me.

"Good I don't want to piss you off, short girls are terrifying." Dylan said the last part towards Gage who nodded. Rolling my eyes at the two of them I stood up from my stool. It was clear neither of them were going to make breakfast or they didn't know how to so it was up to me. I looked like I was dragged through a tornado and my stomach was growling letting me know it needed food, so no going out to grab something.

Passing Dylan I shoved him to the side.

"What was that for?" He whined.

"I'm going to make breakfast so you need to get out of my way." I said over my shoulder as I went towards the fridge.

"What if I want to help?" I straightened up and looked at him then at Gage who was now standing up and looking right at me.

"You want to help?" I asked the both of them. They shared a look and shrugged.

"Why not." Gage said the corner of his lip tilting up.

"I'm a great helper Carter!" Dylan smiled and placed his hands on his hips. The sight of him made me hold back a giggle.

"Okay, yeah. You guys can help." Dylan did a mini fist bump in the air before coming towards me, rubbing his hands together. Gage followed a little slower behind him.

"What are we making Chef Miller?" Dyl asked, glancing around as if there was already food out.

"Well what are you guys in the mood for? Eggs, toast, bacon? Or pancakes? Or what do you have that is breakfast related?" I listed off. I guess it would be smart to find out what they have to eat first before deciding.

"We have," Gage moved over to the cabinet near the fridge and opened it up. "Pancake mix and syrup. We also have bread for toast and I know we have bacon because Dylan loves that shit."

"Okay." I leaned against the fridge for a second thinking before nodding. "Okay we will make pancakes with bacon. Sound good to you guys?"

"That's all though?" Dylan whined.

"We all aren't fat asses like you." Gage said nudging his friend.

"You'd be a whole lot happier if you were." He shot back at him. I couldn't help but high five him for that comeback.

"So lets get started!" I clapped my hands together. "Dylan since you love the bacon you can cook that. Gage you will help me with the pancake batter."

"BACON!" Dylan yelled opening the fridge and getting it out.

"You know how to make it right?" I asked eyeing him. I wasn't so sure if it was wise to have Dylan man a hot pan.

"Duh I do. You get the pan hot, place the bacon in it, and bam! it is cooked!" I stared at him for a full minute before I slowly nodded.

"Be careful." I said still worried about him but let him do his part. He wanted to help. Turning to Gage I told him to get a bowl and a spoon while I got the mix. I found it cute that the boys wanted to help me with breakfast. Who knew two big bad fighters could be so sweet.

"What we are going to do is pour some of the mix into the bowl and slowly add water until it is thin enough to make pancakes." I instructed.

"Shouldn't we use a measuring thingy." Gage asked.

"Professionals don't do that so we are eyeballing it today." Behind us Dylan giggled at my words making me roll my eyes.

"Now you pour some of the mix in and I am going to quickly go and pull my hair back up so it is out of the way. You okay?" I asked him not sure if he should be alone with Dylan in the kitchen.

"I've lived on my own for a while now princess, I think I'll be fine." He nodded at me. Giving him a nod back and I quickly went to the bathroom and re-pulled up my hair. It was like a birds nest and was hanging out of my ponytail I put it in last night. Once it looked better I left the bathroom and headed back to the kitchen. When I entered I froze.

In front of me was Gage covered in white powder as well as Dylan who had a huge grin on his face. Gage's brown hair was all white now as well as his face so all you could see was his eyes. Dylan didn't look at bad as Gage did but the front of his shirt was covered and some of his face. The ground and the table was covered as well.

"What...what happened?" I finally asked looking between them, placing my hands on my hips.

"Nothing." Both boys said at the same time. I stared at them feeling like a mother scolding her kids.

"I can't leave you two alone for one minute can I?" Neither boy seemed sorry for what they did. Shaking my head at them I moved further into the kitchen. "You two will be the death of me." I muttered as I moved around them.

"Did any even get in the bowl?" I asked picking it up only to see a small amount of pancake mix in it, I looked at them both.

"There's some in there." Gage shrugged. I had nothing to say to that.

"Lets just finish up." Dylan turned back to his bacon while Gage came back over to help me finish the pancakes. I was pouring whatever was left in the box of pancake mix just as Gage stood over me and shook his head, making white powder rain down on me.

"Gage Harper!" I snapped wiping away whatever got on my face.

"Just making you fit in better." He grinned down at me before moving around the kitchen to grab a pan for the pancakes. They didn't have a real maker for them so a regular pan it is then.

"I will not make you any pancakes if you keep it up." I pointed the spoon that was dripping with mix at him.

"That means more for me." Dylan cheered.

"You wouldn't do that to me would you?" Gage asked moving towards me until his front was pressed to my back. His hands came around and rested on the counter caging me in-between him and the counter. "You wouldn't deprive a growing boy food, right?" His head dipped down so his breath fanned against my neck, making me shiver.

I was at lost for words. Nothing would leave my throat and I felt my face turning bright red. Goosebumps lined my arms.

"Didn't think so." He said his voice lower than before. Gage knew exactly what he doing to me. When he finally moved away from me I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I forced myself to stop blushing but it did nothing for my body feeling like it was on fire.

Trying to get my mind back on track I blindly finished the pancake mix before going over to the other burner on the stove that Dylan wasn't using. Gage had a satisfied look upon his face, clearly knowing what he just did to me a second ago.

"I want shaped pancakes!" Dylan said as he stood over the pan of sizzling bacon. Gage and I shared a look at one another.

"You are the artist you make the shapes." Gage said thrusting the bowl at me.

"You can make a circle as well." I pushed it back towards him.

"But I want them from Carty!" Dylan whined. It was like I was literally cooking with a pair of 5 year olds. Grumbling I took the batter while they high five, see 5 year olds.

As I got to work trying to make the pancakes into something other than circles Gage leaned against the counter beside me watching, and every couple of minutes Dylan would yell out having gotten grease spatter on him. No matter how many times I told him to take a step back so he wouldn't get burned he never listened.

With pressure from both boys a few of the pancakes didn't turn out how I wanted but soon I kind of the the hang of it. I made heart shapes, flowers, a not so pretty Mikey Mouse, and I even made some that looked like bacon per request of Dylan. All in all they didn't turn out bad at all and I was quite proud of myself. I have done this before only once for Luke, Ethan and Macey but never for anyone else.

We had enough pancakes to serve an army and the same amount of bacon. I wasn't that much of a breakfast person, big surprise since I love food, but I knew the boys would eat all of it. Dylan put the bacon on a plate while Gage got plates for the rest of us. I made sure that Dylan made some of the bacon extra crispy because I hate if it is fatty and floppy, if that makes sense. So gross. But I also found out Gage liked his bacon like me.

We all sat at the bar with Gage on the corner, me in the middle and Dylan on my left side. The plate of bacon and pancakes sat in front of us. I had barely sat down before both of them were already eating a pancake. Boys will be boys I guess.

The first few minutes we were all quiet as we ate. The pancakes tasted really good and it made me smile seeing how nice the shapes came out. The silence didn't last too long as Dylan started talking.

"So may I ask what happened here last night?" He asked shoving a forkful into his mouth and looking between Gage and I.

"Nothing happened. We came back here, watched a few movies, then went to bed." Gage answered shrugging. And that is true nothing else happened between us, although a small part of me was sadden by that.

"You sure?" He wiggled his eyebrows at us. I sent him a look.

"Where were you last night?" I asked instead, changing the subject. "We went to bed pretty late and you weren't home. When did you get in?" I placed my arm on the table and propped my head up so I was looking right at Dylan.

I was more than surprised, and I bet Gage was too, when Dylan stared to blush. Yes mister I-am-such-a-badass blush at my questions! Even the tips of his ears were turning a soft pink color.

"No where." He mumbled stuffing his mouth with bacon. I glanced over at Gage who sent me a half smile before turning back to Dylan.

"No where? You sure about that Dyl?" I pressed leaning closer to him. He was clearly hiding something from us and with his reaction I wanted to know what it was. If he hadn't blushed I would have let it go but not this time.

"Gage tell your girl to stop looking at me like a creeper." He said looking at Gage.

"Where were you last night?" Gage asked leaning forward as well. Both of us teaming up on poor Dylan. With the looks we were sending him it didn't take long for him to crack.

"I was with a girl okay!"

"Dylan with a girl? Is the world ending?" I asked Gage with wide eyes.

"I think so."

"Ha Ha so fucking funny." Dylan mumbled.

"Who's the girl?" Gage looked at his friend with a raised eyebrow, trying to figure out if he has seen Dylan with any girl.

"She's no one." He kept his gaze down on his plate. I couldn't help but feel bad so I place a hand on his arm.

"Dylan you can tell us if you want to but if not we respect that. We are just joking with you." He was quiet for a moment before he opened his mouth.

"Her name is Johanna but she goes by Anna. She's in my geography class and sits right next to me. She seems really quiet and shy but she isn't, and has these really cute glasses that take up half her face I swear." He said smiling as he talked. He seemed to have forgotten we were right here. "She didn't like me at first and even surprised me by being rude and ignoring me."

"Did you take her out on a date last night?" I asked.

"Yeah." He smiled at me. "I finally convinced her to go out with me. It has taken almost a month but she said yes." The way he was talking I knew he had a crush on this Johanna girl. I wouldn't call it love but he sure liked her that is for sure. She didn't seem like the type he would go for but I liked that. I liked that he wasn't going after the usual tall, blonde, big boobs, and air head type of girl. Dylan needed someone though to put him in his place once in a while and it sounds like this girl does that. It makes her perfect.

"Dylan I am saying this as your friend okay?" I softly squeezed his arm. He nodded waiting for me to continue. "Don't mess it up. She sounds perfect." I smiled at him. His smile brightened at my words. It was actually nice that he finally had someone since the rest of us did.

I went back to my plate and grabbed a piece of bacon. Gage caught my eye as he shook his head at me but he had a smile on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him and continued on eating.

About 5 minutes later we all leaned back letting out small groans. The entire pancake and bacon plate was empty. I ended up eating more than I thought and I felt like I was going to burst. Even more shocking was the boys were finally full for once. The sound of a phone buzzing broke the silence and all of us looked over at Dylan who's phone it was. I watched as he face lit up like a christmas tree, must be his crush.

"Thank you for breakfast Car but I am going to go um make a call." He said before slipping out of his chair and heading for his room, his head down and his fingers flying over his phone.

"I want to meet the girl that has him all in knots." I said looking after him.

"It is a first that is for sure." Gage said.

"I like it." I said smiling and standing up to clean the dishes.

"It is weird."

"How is it weird?" Gage followed after me with his own plate.

"He's practically giddy, Dylan doesn't do giddy." The way he said it was like it was the worst thing in the world.

"Men and their whole 'men have to be men' type thing. It is okay to have feeling and to cry once in a while you know." I put the plates in the