I was awake, but I didn’t open my eyes. I was enjoying the silence, the peace. I was, comfortable, not wanting to move. I tried to collect my thoughts from the other night. I could remember a dream, a very good dream. But I also felt a little guilty now thinking about. I wanted to get close to Lee, to hold him close. But he was not in that dream at all. Collecting the pieces I remember It was just me, and… Dante. I did not think of Dante like that. I never lusted after him. I thought of him the way one would a companion. But that dream. It brought a smile to my face thinking about it now. I can remember each touch, and how my skin shivered. I wondered if he thought the way the dream made me think. I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry. I blinked a few, and things became clear. I saw that I was facing something black. I reached out and touched it. Hair? Soft hair, black hair. I ran my fingers through it. A person? A person with black hair. I felt my heart stop for just a second. Lee had red hair, Micheal’s was dark brown. Dante had black. I leaned over the person, making sure. It was him. “Dante!” I whispered. I pulled the covers off him, trying to get him up. He wore no shirt, and his pants weren’t properly fastened either. “Dante!” I said a little louder. He finally stirred. Sitting up, he took in his surroundings. He looked at me and with the same shock I stared him down with. “I don’t know what happened” I said, voice trembling.His mouth curved into a smile. He put a hand on me and said, “I do, want me to tell you?” Did he regret this at all. Did I? I mean he, he seemed to have past loves the way he….led. “Did I do anything?” I asked scared. “Yes, perfectly” I looked down, very embarrassed. “better get dressed before Micheal wakes up” He said. “Y-you go first” I said. I didn’t want to get up, I wasn’t fully clothed. OR clothed at all to be more precise. “Monroe, after everything that happened, you’re embarrassed?” he said getting off the bed. I didn’t answer, I couldn’t. I brushed my hair back, it was long, going down past my back. “You shouldn’t be” he said softly, yanking me off by my wrist. I couldn’t look at him, my face burned when I did. “Did you forget everything?” He asked. “N-no” I said back. He kissed me, wrapping himself around me. I kissed him back. Being in his arms, it was warm. He stopped, turned his head. Footsteps. “God damn it!” I said, scared what Micheal would do. The door opened, and Dante turned. I wished he hadn’t. He left my bare body exposed. “Sir-” The person stopped midway. Lee looked horrified, the look in his eyes. Lee immediately shut the door, stomping down the stairs. Dante let go of me, he picked up his shirt and frantically dressed. He advised me to do the same. “You go down first, I’ll come down later. I slept late alright?” he asked, his voice held fear. I nodded trying to get out the door while pulling my boot on. Hoping Lee wouldn’t tell, or Micheal wasn’t up.