“That’s amazing,” I grin.
“Let’s go take more pictures,” Levon says. “I like how happy it makes you.”
We spend the entire day exploring, and figure out the street car with a little help from a local. The waterfront is pretty, but the aquarium is one of the best that I’ve ever seen.
Levon, Miles, and Santo gaze around in awe with me, all semblance of “keeping cool” gone.
“Sting rays? Are we serious right now? They’re huge,” Santo murmurs.
It’s like being underwater, and we have a window to their home. It’s incredible.
It’s almost four in the afternoon by the time we leave the aquarium, and I’m starving.
“I can hear your stomach,” Miles tells me. “We need food.”
“I need food and a nap,” I confess. “I feel like an old lady.”
“You didn’t get enough sleep last night,” Levon chuckles. “Do you want dinner or something lighter?”
“I think I saw a place that specializes in crepes,” Santo muses.
“Mmm yes,” I decide excitedly. “I just need something in my stomach so I can fall face first into a bed.”
“That’s quite the description,” Miles teases me.
The crepe restaurant is actually a little hole in the wall that’s delicious, and I devour my food as we walk.
“So good,” I moan.
“As long as your stomach stops moaning like a banshee, I’m happy,” Miles says.
I mock glare at him and he shrugs as he finishes off his crepe. I don’t see him making any complaints.
“How about catching a ride share back to the rental?” Levon asks.
Miles beats Levon by ordering it, while we all roll our eyes goodnaturedly. Santo isn’t as competitive, but the other two definitely are. My eyes feel heavy as I sit between Santo and Levon, and I start to lean against Santo, struggling to stay awake.
“We’re almost there,” he murmurs. “I’ll carry you in if you fall asleep.”
His words make me smile, but I manage to stay mostly awake until we arrive. Our rental is an apartment that overlooks a quiet street steps from the French Quarter. It has a pretty balcony that Levon says he wants to cuddle with me on, but I also suspect that that’ll probably translate to sex.
I suppose I'm not completely against that. It spans the entire second floor with two rooms, and there’s no one renting the bottom floor. Hypothetically, it wouldn’t be a terrible place to have my heat.
I tossed out my last four heat pills before I left the hotel and told the guys I was willing to see how the week goes. If I go intoheat, then it happens. I want to have sex with Levon at some point before that. It feels wrong for our first time to happen during my heat.
What if I don’t completely remember it? Yes, these are the things I think about.
“You’re thinking very hard,” Levon says as Miles unlocks the apartment door.
“I was thinking about having sex with you,” I say before clapping my hand over my mouth.
“Tell me more,” he laughs. “What about it were you thinking about?”
The air is cool in the apartment as we walk inside and I drop my hand as I turn to tell him.
“I don’t want our first time to be during my heat,” I explain.
“Ahh, are you cramping? Do you think it may be happening now?” Levon asks. There’s almost excitement in his tone, and I roll my eyes.
