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Kaycee felt herself jolt awake — when the blaring music first started. It took her a moment to adjust to her surroundings, and when she finally came to, she realized where she was and what was happening.

Why was he playing music so loud?

She stood up, her bare legs cold against the cool breeze from the wide open window. She shut it, and grabbed the nearest hoodie and wrapped herself in it. Kaycee opened his bedroom door, only to hear the music even louder. She followed it, all the way through the house and finally, to the garage.

"Sean?" mumbled Kaycee, rubbing her eyes awake. "Baby?"

He turned briskly, seeing her small body stand in the doorway when he stopped the music and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hi, baby," he smiled wide. "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"Uh, yeah," she said. "Can you please turn that down? You'll wake the whole neighborhood, Sean."

"Sorry, baby," he apologized again.

She watched him plug in the headphones to his phone, then laugh at something and reply to a text. He then looked up at her.

"Do you need anything?" he asked. "I'm almost done with my piece!"

Kaycee shook her head. "I'm gonna go get water," she said. "That's awesome though, baby. I'm glad you finally got some inspiration."

Sean burst into laughter, holding onto his stomach. "Inspiration. Ha!" he laughed. "I sure did, babycakes."

"You're usually good with pet names," she said, giggling. "Babycakes is cringy, where did that come from?"

"You are my baby — and you got cake," he said, motioning his hand to point at her ass. "Babycakes!"

Kaycee simply laughed, turned around and left the garage to go get water. He was unusually happy, but it made her happy seeing he finally had a piece. She reached into the cupboard and grabbed the only glass she could reach and filled it with tap water.

Turning around, Kaycee leaned against the counter and sipped on her water when the back porch light caught her eye. Sean must have left it on.

She set her glass down and walked over to the door, opening it and stepping through to find the light switch when the atrocious smell had practically slapped her in the face. She scrunched up her nose as she brought her hoodie up to cover it, walking further outside.

Kaycee looked around until her eye caught sight of the lighter that was on the table. She suddenly came to the realization of what had happened. Someone smoked. Her stomach felt like it was turned inside out as she looked around the porch. Her eyes landed on the stepped on joint on the ground.

"Probably Jonathan," she muttered.

She walked back inside after turning off the lights, making her way into the garage while music played. She saw Sean focused — more focused than she had ever seen him — as she stood by the doorway. He caught her eye from the mirror, turning and giving her a smile.

Sean let out a whistle as his eyes roamed her body. "God damn!" he exclaimed. "My baby's a fucking meal." He gave her a smirk. "I would know."

"Sean," she scolded playfully. "Come on, gorgeous. We have school tomorrow and it's late."

"Mm," he hummed, walking over to her. "How about we do something else?" His arms wrapped around her waist as he brought her closer. He let his hands slip under her hoodie, fingers tapping against her backside.

"We already did," she giggled. "Several times. Now come on, let's go to bed."

He caught her lips with his before she pulled away, kissing her passionately. Kaycee kissed back, but removed herself due to the taste of something on his lips. She looked up at his glazed eyes, half shut.

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