‘Wow, I didn’t think such people existed,’ I joked, bending to pick up the controller before leaning back on the sofa as he tossed a pillow at me.

‘Hi, boys,’ Jessa walked in, holding a bag of food. I stood up and walked over to relieve her of it.

‘I need to shower real quick, can you guys wait like five minutes?’

‘Five,’ Breton called. ‘Not a moment longer, I’m fucking starving and I’ve been on mess hall meals the past week.’

I kissed her as she walked by me into her bedroom. I had noticed when I first came here yesterday that Breton had given her the master bedroom and had taken the two smaller rooms.

I set the small table they had with the food and took some dishes out of the cupboard. ‘Beer or wine?’ I asked Breton.

He sat up. ‘Beer,’ he stretched. ‘It was hard to come by last week.’

‘Middle-East?’ I asked.

He looked up to me, hesitating. He just shrugged, ‘Maybe.’

I got it, what he did was highly classified.

I pulled out a few cans from the fridge as Jessa came out of her bedroom, wearing shorts, a tank top and her hair in a shower turban. ‘I’m starving,’ she walked up to me kissing me again. She had always been very affectionate with me in private, something I was all too happy to reciprocate. All day yesterday, I couldn’t keep my hands off her, be it my hand resting on her arm, kissing her, or sleeping naked with her, holding her in my arms all night.

I wasn’t sure how it would be when Breton returned today, but when she didn’t change her behavior just because he was around, I was happy that I didn't have to show that much restraint. I only had another fifteen hours with her, and I wanted to make the most of them, as I didn’t know when I’d see her again. Every time I asked her about it, she just told me she couldn’t commit to anything until they got all the evidence they needed to nail Matt and his siblings once and for all. That they didn’t want to leave anything to chance for fear of retaliation at a later date.

Sitting around the table sharing a meal with her and Breton was a simple thing, but it meant so much. It was all these little things that added up to the life I wanted, a simple life surrounded by those I loved. When all the food was gone, Breton helped me clean up and Jessa went into her room to dry her hair.

‘I’m exhausted, I’m going to sleep like the dead, so don't worry about keeping it down on my account,’ Breton told me, indicating he would be too comatose to hear us, just as Jessa walked back into the kitchen.

‘I’m on my period…’

‘Fuck, Jessa, I don't need to know that.’

‘And I don’t need my cousin telling my boyfriend we don’t have to refrain from screaming during sex.’

‘Jessa…’ Breton threw his hands up in the air and turned around in the direction of his rooms, ‘I’m too tired for this shit. I’ll see you in the morning.’ He stalked off to his bedroom and closed the door.

She hugged me from behind, ‘Netflix and chill?’ she asked me.

‘I thought PornHub and chill was more your style,’ I joked with her, teasing her on the confession she made to me last night.

‘I knew I shouldn’t have told you,’ she pulled away from me, but I spun around and grabbed her by the waist before she could step away.

I kissed her lips, then offered, ‘How about just the “chill” part?’

Licking her lips she nodded, ‘I could get behind that.’

‘Naw, cupcake, I’ll be the one behind you.’

When I came out of the master bathroom after brushing my teeth, I was wearing only a pair of boxers, while Jessa had already taken off her clothing, except her panties. She was lying on her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed, watching me walk closer, my crotch growing with each step I took.

‘How do you feel about face fucking?’ she asked.

I let out a whistle and rubbed a hand over my crotch. ‘I’d have to say it’s on my bucket list.’

She looked up to me. ‘Really?’ She went to turn over, but I stopped her. ‘You have a sex bucket list too?’ she asked.

I laughed, standing over her, ‘I didn’t until right now.’ I pulled my boxers down and stepped out of them, my fully erect cock standing at attention a few inches from her face.

‘We should make a list.’