She heard laughter and loud voices and glanced toward the back fence. Her neighbors behind her house were having a BBQ!!! It seemed to be all men! ...t was Saturday, so she had an idea it was some silly football get together.She hoped no one looked over the fence with enough interest to catch her naked as she lunged toward the back door – God! Please let it be unlocked! Of course, she already knew she locks the door regularly and checks it every time she passes by. It was locked and so. Why am I so turned on by him! “Yes well that was a mistake, a mistake I will not be making again!” I snap angrily, turning my face towards his, only to gasp as his lips seal themselves over mine. His lips continue their attack on me as I feel his arms encase my small waist, pulling me closer to him so I can feel his tense muscles beneath his top, my hands instantly begin to explore, remembering how perfect his body is beneath his ruggedly exterior. “It’s been rather fun watching you try to. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gilraen’s shoulders slumped, ‘I’ll be fine, as will you. Besides perhaps we can think of a way to warm ourselves. A hear a good conversation can often lead to warm thoughts that ward off the chill.’ The couple remained silent as Círdan escorted Gilraen on a tour of the snow capped bushes, trees, and hibernating flowers. They reached a bench, where Gilraen paused. Círdan sighed, looked around and shook his head. The Princess waited. Her escort brushed the snow away with his gloved hand. This felt right. This felt comfortable. This felt like home.The only problem was: this wasn’t only our home. In fact, none of our names were on the lease. This apartment belonged to Adrienne, the one who actually paid the rent and refused to let the rest of us contribute a single dime. This place that we lived in didn’t actually belong to any of us, and I found myself wondering if we really belonged here anymore.So why not get up and move out? Why not leave this apartment to Adrienne and Sasha.