Returning to the room, Luke felt slightly nervous. Laila wasn't particularly silent when they were going at it, and the walls of the house weren't too thick.
Should he have taken her out before fucking her senseless? But wouldn't that have been boring? He wanted Caleb to have a part of this night always engraved deep into his consciousness.
But now, he was nervous that Monica might have heard them and must be upset.
However, when he reached the bed and gently called out to her, "Huh?" he found her already asleep.
Her lips were slightly parted, her breathing soft and even.
He scratched his head, wondering if this was for the best.
Shaking the thought away, he decided to sleep beside her as well. He was exhausted after a full day of hunting and the heavy "work" he had just done with his dear elder sister.
He quietly lay down next to Monica, then slipped an arm around her soft, huggable waist and pulled her closer.
