I don't care” and I could have bit my tongue off. So I said “I mean like... I do care. About you. But... not... what... room... you... were in.”...nd I just fell back on my bed squeezing my eyes shut and I thought 'Fuck, what's wrong with me?'And Cait said “You okay?” and I said “No”.Then she said “You wanna meet up?” and it sounded like she was trying to talk through a lump in her throat also and that made me almost howl, and I said “Yeah”.So we agreed to meet at the coffee shop, and I was there. After looking into every room in the house, including in the basement storage area, he went back upstairs and stepped inside the master bedroom and looked around the room trying to decide the best place to hide the camera/recorder. He stood at various points in the room and looked at the bed then finally decided on the seven foot tall faux French high-boy dresser. Stationed directly in front of the bed and towering over the entire room it seemed the perfect spot. He opened the doors and. Hell, maybe a frat. God, what if someone recognizes me. It could get awkward or very weird.They approached the block and immediately knew which house it was. The place was lit up, cars parked a half block down the street on both ends. A couple of groups were on the porch, drinks in their hands as they chatted loudly. Hayley let the boys lead.A couple of girls gave them looks as they walked on the front lawn. Hayley wanted to hide her face. Oh God, what are we doing? Josh and Marcus smiled at. "Uh... yes, thanks." She took the steaming Styrofoam cup from his hand, happy to have her morning coffee. "I was running late and didn't get a chance to stop." Sorry but it's black," he said and then added with a smile, "Like me." I like it black," Elaine said before she thought. She covered her embarrassment by sipping the hot coffee, her eyes almost twinkling as she looked over the cup at him.Derrick's eyebrows rose. Then he said, "Listen, would you like to have lunch? I have some more.