Marcie was not at home. She was at Cathal and Jesse's place, currently on Cathal's bed, topless, his hand on her breast and his lips tickling her earlobe. There was music playing, nothing in particular, just some random slow jams playlist on Spotify- enough to dull the noise so Jesse didn't bang on the wall. Marcie moaned softly as Cathal's thumb rolled her nipple.
They'd had a very chill evening. Take out and card games with Jesse until quite late, and then Jesse had finally decided they needed some sleep, so had headed off to bed. Marcie and Cathal had finished their drinks and sauntered into his bedroom, and proceeded to take their time making out slowly on the bed. She was feeling very warm and comfortable all over, eyes mostly closed as Cathal kissed down her neck.
There was a soft buzzing sound that was sort of asking for attention, and Marcie listened to it for a few seconds, trying to place it. It was hard to care with a hot guy lying against her.
"What's that- oh shit, my phone!" Nobody rang her except her mother, and this late at night, it had to be an emergency. She reached out to the side table where she'd left it, having to stretch and then reluctantly move across a bit to reach it, just as it stopped. She leaned back on the pillows again, swiping the screen.
"Fuck. Kaden was calling me," she said, sitting up straight, unfortunately causing Cathal to roll to the side of her. Kaden never called her. He messaged her, and texted when he was out of data, but never actually talking. "Just- ugh. Wait a second." Looking down lustfully at Cathal's bare chest, she dialed Kaden's number, calling him back. Whatever it was, it better be good.