Chapter 138: Fatherly Advice, Part 2

"All right, boys, let's head out so we can get back before it's too late," Whitney said.

In sync, the guys began to move about the house. I had no idea what any of them were doing - they were all moving at superhuman speed - but I stood in place, not knowing what to do or where to go.

Trent pulled me aside and planted his lips firmly over mine. Sighing softly, I leaned into his kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. He held me so tightly I worried he might crack a rib or two. His hand coursed up my back, and his fingers tangled in my hair. I loved it when he did that.

As badly as I wanted to stand here and kiss him, he needed to go. It was important he feed. Reluctantly, I broke away, my breathing labored.

"We won't be too long, okay?" He caressed the side of my face.

"Okay," I said.