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Davis travels - 3. Chapter 3

Davis travels

 

We woke up in each other’s arms.

"Hi Tyler, is Kyle here? He’s not in his room," said Dylan walking right in.

"Whoa," he said, seeing us. "Guess I have to start knocking. Tell you what, I’m going to go back through that door and when I get back, it’d better not look like you just had sex, ok?" then he turned and left.

"I think we should be more careful," said Kyle.

"Yes, how is he going to take it?" I asked.

"I don’t know," he said.

When Dylan got back we were both fully dressed.

"That’s better," he said

He said, turning to leave. "And if you hurt him Tyler, I will kill you where you stand," and with that he left.

"Now we both have one more reason to be good to one another," Kyle said with a grin.

"No kidding, you hurt me and you get to pretend to be a flag" I said with a grin. "At least if I hurt you I get a quick death."

"Come on, we should get to breakfast," he said.

"Fine," I said. "Kyle, how are we going to tell everyone?"

"Well, we could make out in front of everyone or we could just tell everyone after breakfast," said Kyle.

" I like the first one," I joked, "but let’s just tell them after breakfast."

As it turns out, we didn’t need to. Dylan did it for us.

"Hey, how’s my favorite couple?" he asked with a grin.

"Pretty good, how’s my favorite closet case?" Kyle said with a grin

Dylan went a shade of red I didn’t know was possible for him.

After that it was pretty uneventful until two-navy officers arrived.

"Can I help you sirs?" I asked.

"We are looking for Tyler Davis," he said.

"That’s me, what do you want?" I said.

"You are under arrest for treason, please come with us," they said.

Copyright © 2011 Chris Fallen; All Rights Reserved.
Stories posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
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