The heavy breathing that was the only sound in the room started to slow, heartbeats stopped racing and soon they were both deadly calm. They both knew it was the easily stirred calm before the eye of the storm. As soon as the quiet became deafening, someone would speak and they'd be launched a volatile discussion, climaxing in an argument, ending with one of them leaving the bedroom. Sex that good didn't come without a price.

"Have a nice time out?" Edge asked with a subtle undertone of bitterness, causing the question to shift into Did you fuck Christian?. Gabrielle sighed and rolled over, not wanting to think about Christian, and how oddly alienated she felt by him.

"Yes. It was overcast."

"That’s good…" He responded absently, rolling over and wrapping his arms around her from behind. "Where did you guys go?"

"The café, shopping. Nothing special."

"Oh. Anything happen?" having enough and squirming out of his grasp, Gabrielle sat up and met his questioning gaze with one of frustration.

"I can read your mind, and I know what you really wanna ask so ask it." Almost instantaneously, he blocked his mind from her, turning away.

"I don't know what you mean."

"No, Edge, I did not fuck Christian. I did not touch Christian in any manner that could be considered sexual, I did not kiss Christian, and I did nothing but talk. Plain old talk. Happy?" She threw back the covers, starting up and out of the room, turning to add one last thought. "And I don't know why you get so jealous."

"Wait!" He called after her, sitting up. "Where're you going?" She shrugged, turning back around.

"Wherever I end up." Gabrielle started walking down the hall, to her room and ignoring the rest of his questions as she shut the door. She had an unexpected date to prepare for.

Christian was sprawled out on the kitchen table, his pants long cast aside with Jeff nestled between his legs, his mouth working its own brand of magic and bringing Christian closer to coming every single bliss filled second. Jeff allowed his head to be guided by Christian hand woven through his hair, pushing his head faster, urging him on. He could tell just by the surprised joy in his eyes when he suggested it that this was something Christian had wanted for a long time. They'd just stood there for a few seconds, Christian staring at Jeff with shock, wondering if he was serious, then smiling as Jeff pushed him back against the counter and captured his lips in an electrifying kiss. From there, they somehow made it over to the kitchen table, groping and kissing as they went. Jeff had taken obvious control of the entire situation, despite his own astonishment. Sucking Christian off on the kitchen table surely wasn't in the carefully constructed plan of someone else's design. Then again, he decided it wasn't a bad way to spend his stay with them, as long as no one found out. Wishful thinking.