We sat still together, our eyes glued to the door and waiting for another knock. It came, this time louder than the first.
“Ughhh,” he groaned. “Must we be interrupted like this every time?”
I chuckled as he stood and handed me his shirt. With the little strength I could muster, I gather my discarded clothes and underwear into a bundle and dropped it behind the couch, shoving the condoms under the couch as much as I could. Jackson adjusted his pants and headed to the door. He pushed the door open and stood still for a while, his tall frame blocking my view from whoever was there. They talked in small tones that I couldn’t make out.
“Jackson?” I called. He turned to face me with a frown on his face. “What’s going on?”
He stepped aside and Cooper walked in with an eyebrow raised and a
