They played slapjack for a couple hours, killing time before bed. When the game was done, Isaac got up, stretching.
"I'll call Greyhound and see what their schedule is like for tomorrow."
"Thanks Isaac." He turned and went to the office off of the den. Zac and Taylor sat at the table while Bria cleaned up the mess from dinner and cards.
"Well, I'm about spent for the day." Bria said, placing her hands on the table.
"Zac, you can have your bed back because she's sleeping in mine tonight." Taylor told Zac.
"But-"
"And if she'd be staying here tomorrow night, she'd stay in Isaac's bed. There's no reason just one of us should have to stay on the couch." Zac could see that his brother was trying to be fair, but Zac didn't want her to be in Taylor's bed, but his.
"It's okay Tay, I slept fine last night. I don't mind, really. The couch is actually quite comfortable."
"So it shouldn't be a big deal if I slept on it tonight, and you can enjoy your nice soft bed you love so much." Taylor smirked at Zac, who was getting angry.
"I don't mind, Taylor, it's just one more night." Zac said quietly, clenching his teeth.
"How about I sleep on the couch-"
They both turned to her. "No." They said at the same time. She shrank back, suprised.
"Sorry. Hey. I don't want to be the cause for this. I'll just ask Isaac-"
"No!" They exclaimed.
"Fine. You win Tay," he said quietly. Zac was hoping for another night with her, but maybe he could still pull it off. Or maybe he'd just kiss her good and hard before she left in front of everybody. But now Taylor would probably be thinking the same thing he was last night. That was what pissed him off. Then Isaac came in.
"What's all the racket going on?"
"We were just decided who was sleeping on the couch tonight."
"Okay, so who's sleeping on the couch tonight?"
"I am." Taylor said. Isaac nodded.
"Alright. Well, there's a bus leaving for LA at two tomorrow, and they suggest you be at the station at least an hour before, just in case. But all you have to do tomorrow is check in. So tomorrow we should probably wash your jeans and tank top so you have something clean to go in. Here's your ticket." He handed her a folded piece of paper. She took it from him, and studied him for a moment.
"Thank you." She raised herself up slightly and gave him a soft kiss. "I appreciate this a lot. You don't even know."
"Oh, I think I do," he smiled at her. "But it's a long ride, so you should get a good rest before you go." Bria nodded. "Thanks again. Good night Isaac."
"And I suggest you guys sleep tonight too, because we have work tomorrow." Isaac told his brothers. They nodded and followed Bria down the hall, each going into their rooms.
"Good night Zac. Thank you." She stopped him in the hallway as he passed, placing a hand on his arm. With Isaac and Taylor in their rooms, Zac quickly pressed her up agains the wall and kissed her.
"I want to see you again tonight, before you go tomorrow," he whispered, forehead resting against hers.
Looking into eachothers eyes, she said, "I'll come into your room if you'll wake up for me." She smiled.
"I'll wake up for you. Probably wait up for you."
"Alright. See you later then." Ne nodded, kissed her hotly once more, then went to his room. Bria took a deep breath, calming her spinning head, and went to face Taylor.
"There you are. I was thinking you'd gotten lost." He smiled at her. Bria laughed.
"No, I just had to stop in the bathroom for a second," she lied.
"Okay. Well, I have clothes for you to sleep in there," he pointed to the shorts and beater on the bed.
"Thanks." He went past her and closed the door quietly, then went back to her.
"Bria," he took her hands in his, "I want to make sure you're sure about not signing with us. I'd love to have you stay in Tulsa." He searched her eyes with his blue ones.
"I'm sure Taylor."
"Okay, well..." He trailed off, looking at her lips.
"You know you want to."
"I do."
"So?"
"So." He slowly brought his lips to hers.

An hour later, Taylor left his room and made himself comfortable on the couch. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.
As soon as Bria heard Taylor sleeping, she slipped out of the bedroom in just her shirt, that barely covered everything. She went to the bathroom and wiped her whole body down with a wash cloth as quiet as she could. She didn't want to wake Isaac. When she was done, she walked quickly to Zac's room on the end. Knocking softly on the door, she opened it quietly, slid into his room, then closed it behind her. She climbed onto Zac's bed and over him, straddeling him. She bent down to kiss him. He responded immediately. He must have been awake.
"I told you I'd wait up for you." He reached for his bedside lamp and turned it on the lowest setting. "I want to see your eyes this time."

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Bria woke up automatically at six. Jumping out of bed, she dressed in a pair of green boxers and a white tee shirt. Tying the tee shirt into a knot around her waist and rolling up the sleeves again, she skipped into the kitchen. She was going to make them breakfast today. Crepes, to be more specific. It was kind of fancy, and something she could do well. As she mixed the batter, she began to sing to herself a song she liked, and how she felt. Jennifer Lopez's 'Walking On Sunshine'. As she got into it, she forgot that Taylor was sleeping on the couch not thirty feet from her.
"Now that's what I like to see in the morning. A sexy woman singing while making breakfast. Did you enjoy last night?" Taylor asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind her. She smiled, secretly knowing.
"Yes I did." He turned her around so they were face to face.
"I did too." He kissed her again, taking his time, not really caring if anyone came out and saw. A low moan escaped her.
"Tay, breakfast is going to burn."
"So?"
"So, it'll set the smoke alarm off."
"Fine." He let her go long enough to flip the crepe in the pan. "What are you making?" He kissed her again.
"Crepes."
"Cool." He watched her remove it from the pan and place it on a plate in the microwave. As soon as she had her hands free, he lifted her up by her waist and set her on the counter.
"Tay!" She giggled
"I don't care. Besides. They'll sleep like rocks for at least another hour." He lifted her shirt>
"You're serious?" He put his mouth on her left breast. "I take that as a yes." She fisted her hands in his hair.
Twenty minutes later, he was starting coffee with his hair standing up in random tufts. She giggled at him.
"Your hair is standing up."
"Yeah?" He smiled at her. "That's not my fault." Bria rolled her eyes as she flipped another crepe.
"I'm almost done with this."
"They smell good."
"If you want to get the jams and jellies out, and powdered sugar, if you have any."
"Powdered sugar? In this house?" He laughed. "Good luck with that." Bria looked at him. "But I'll look anyway though."
Forty five minutes later, the table was set and the coffee ready, with the smallest possible bag of powdered sugar imaginable on the table.
"Why don't you sit and start making yours, and I'll go wake Isaac and Zac up. And only put a thin layer of jam on it, or it'll be too sweet." She gave him a kiss and left the kitchen as he sat at the table. Bria went to Zac's room first. This time she didn't bother to knock. She just sat next to him and kissed him awake. After a minute he was kissing her back. He brought a hand to her face.
"Morning."
"Morning. Didn't you go back to your bed?" Bria laughed.
"Yes, I did. But I'm waking you up because I made breakfast and it's ready," she told him smiling into his sleepy eyes.
"Awesome. Just one more thing." He pulled her down on top of him and kissed her hard. She laughed and let him have his way for a minute.
As he was climbing on top of her, she told him, "Zac, I have to wake Isaac up and Taylor's already awake. They'll know." He groaned.
"Okay, go wake Ike up and then come back here."
"Alright." She smiled as he let her up.
"Hurry." He told her. She nodded as she left Zac's room for Isaac's. She knocked loudly.
"Isaac? It's Bria. Breakfast is ready."
"Okay, thanks Bria." She dashed quietly back to Zac's room and closed the door behind her.
"The quickest quickie!" She said jumping into his bed.
"For sure." Picking up where they'd left off, they were done in ten minutes.
"Perfect timing." She jumped up and fixed herself in Zac's mirror. "I'll see you out there."
"Kay." She gave him a quick kiss and beat Isaac back into the kitchen. Bria sat down at the tabe next to Taylor.
"Thanks for breakfast." He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss right before Isaac came into the kitchen.
"Wow. This looks awesome." He said, sitting down. A minute later Zac came and sat down. Taylor and Zac looked at eachother, then began to eat as Bria sat down.

After breakfast, laundry was started, and Bria got to listen to them practice, and work on a couple other songs that hadn't been finished. It reminded her a lot of 'The Walk' podseries, and she loved every minute.
As soon as her clothes were done, and the ones she'd worn of Taylor's, she changed back into her own jeans and tank top. She felt great to be back in her own clothes. Not that she didn't like wearing his, but hers just fit better, and showed off her body a little better. Stepping into the living room, Zac and Taylor whistled. Blushing, she played with the bus ticket in her hand.
"It's kind of cold out, let me get you a sweater to take with, or use as a pillow." Zac said, jumping up to run to his room. She laughed as he raced past her.
"So I suppose we should get going then," Isaac said, glancing at his watch. "It's already twelve thirty."
"I think so." She looked at Taylor, who was looking down at his hands. Zac came running back and stopped so close to her her hair blew back.
"Here. This is one of my favorite sweaters, and jacket, so I want them back." He told her with a sly smile. She returned it and nodded, recognizing the grey jacket from a recent photo shoot. After she'd put the sweater on, he slipped her something into her back pocket. "I don't need that back." He whispered to her.
"Ready Bria?" Isaac asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Let's go then. Tay, are you coming?" Isaac asked his brother, who looked like he was pouting in the chair.
"Yeah." He got up and went with the group out to Taylor's Explorer. The drive to the bus station was short and quiet.
At the station, they all got out.
"So I truely apprieciate all that you guys have done for me, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. It means so much to me, and you guys are all really awesome." She wiped her tears away quickly.
"Just thank us in your first award speech." Isaac said smiling.
"Oh, I plan on it. Thank you for letting me stay, and for tending to my injuries." She gave him another small kiss. She moved on to Taylor. "Thank you for letting me use your bed, and your clothes." She smiled and gave him a kiss, only a second longer than his brothers.
"You're welcome. I'm glad I could help." He pulled her into a hug. "Please stay in Tulsa." He whispered into her ear.
"I'll come back soon."
"Alright. Or I'd come out there. I've got connections, you know." He pulled away, smiling. She knew. Moving on to Zac, she looked at him. There was something there. Not just lust like she felt with Taylor, but something more. She could feel it standing in front of him. His eyes were sad. He pulled her into a tight hug. "I'll come visit you." He said into her hair.
"I wish you would." She fought the tears away. She couldn't cry. Not now. Pulling back, she said, "Besides. You have to get your stuff back." He laughed half heartedly. "Thank you for letting me use your bed too, and the jacket and sweater." She gave him a short kiss too. Stepping away, she said her last good bye and thank you to them before wakling away from them. Once inside the station, she found a payphone. Glancing out a window, she made sure they had left. She pulled the number for Corey out of her pocket she had stuffed into the smallest pocket in her jeans. Unfolding it carefully, you could tell it'd gone through a wash. She pulled out a quarter she'd stashed in her pocket she'd found on the floor at their house and inserted it into the phone. She dialed Corey's number.
"Corey? It's Bria. Hey. I know, I'm sorry. Listen. I need my stuff. Yeah. Could you? Thanks so much. Can we meet two blocks south of the Greyhound bus staion? Yeah. I'll see you in a minute. Bye." She hung up the phone and went to the customer service desk and checked in like Isaac had said she'd needed to do. When she found out she still had an hour left, she checked the clock and estimated her time. She left the station in the opposite direction she'd come and walked to her meeting place. Now she had to think of a good story to tell Corey. As she walked, she hummed to herself. When she got there, he was there waiting.
"Now why at the bus station?" He asked, unlocking his trunk and pulling out her bag.
"I figured it'd be an easy spot to meet."
"That it is. Are you leaving?" She looked at him and sighed.
"I am. But I haven't forgotten how you've helped me. I want you to give me a month, and I promise I'll make it up to you, ten times better." He studied her.
"How?"
"I'll be able to pull a couple strings-"
"Where are you going?"
"To Los Angeles."

Chapter Ten