Chapter 8: Very Sexual

Two large hands wrapped around his back grabbed half the stack, interrupting his internal grumbling. Stacey felt the air whoosh past him before he turned his head to blink stupidly into Hunter's strong, refreshing face.

"You didn't leave?" He said.

Hunter looked slightly offended. "Of course not. I asked you to do the copying. Not slave yourself upstairs alone as I slacked off. Those two might have come in because it's their day of work and they forgot something, but it's your day off and my day on. I do have a conscience, you know. I had to go to the bathroom, and I figured I would just meet you there. Who knew you would decide to just haul all of this at once up the stairs, alone? The hamster is trying to run on the wheel all by himself."

"Are there feathers up there? Why would you carry it all at once?" Hunter asked, poking him lightly in the middle of the forehead.