Who: Luke and Lyz What: Talking, who knows what. Where: Lyz's hotel room When: Wednesday Warnings: Teenagers with raging hormones...who knows.
Luke had slept until well past noon. He didn't know if Aiden had stayed the whole time, but his brother was there when he woke up, and he'd fixed him something to eat while he showered. Luke sent Aiden on his way after that, and he was both glad and annoyed by the alone time.
Luke was confused. He felt like he didn't know which end was up, anymore. He'd been so sure of what he wanted, but the rug had been pulled out from under him and he'd been left with grains of sand that slipped through his fingers. He'd been so close to living out a fantasy, being the only guy in a threeway. So what if one of the girls was his cousin, he didn't care about that. He'd wanted the sex, and that's all it was going to be, just sex.
But then his family got involved, and it got confusing fast. Luke had had something of a heart to heart with Cas, and he felt somewhat better, a little more stable. But he was still confused, and he hadn't gotten the sex he'd been so sure he was going to get. He was sixteen, he was male, and he was surrounded by beautiful women. Jerking off in the shower wasn't going to satisfy the itch.
He'd spent some time with Cas, and even though it was probably the wrong thing, the worst thing he could do after making peace with his daddy, he went to Lyz's room. He stood outside the door for a good five minutes before he worked up the courage to knock.