Kirsten's POV
Tyler and I make up, and then get caught making out. The fucking janitor is the reason we may be in trouble. We go up to Jim Nill's office, and I have to sign a consent form so if Tyler pisses me off I can't file rape charges. Tyler and I walk down to the parking lot, and he has his arm around me. I duck under his arm, and face him. "What the fuck? We just got caught by the fucking janitor. Holy shit. Great. Now management thinks I'm a ho, and yeah. Great. And now there may be repercussions, and the other staff can talk about what a slut the new trainer is. Awesome. At least you already have your reputation. I mean, Boston basically traded you because you were an immature little asshol. I know you've changed, somewhat, but me? All they know about me is that I can spot injuries from a mile away, and I may or may not be hooking up with you. So shit." I say, having a little bit of a freak out.

Tyler steps in closer to me, and has his hands on my shoulders. He leans down the few inches he has to to be eye level with me, and says, "Kirsten. Everything will be okay. I promise. They may talk about you, but you could assure them you're not a whore by signing the actual relationship form you know." He smiles at me, and I want to melt.

"That's not going to happen!" I say laughing, and he scoops me into a hug.

"Why not?" He whines.

"You know why! Come one, let me go home!" I say, and he attempts to drag me to his Jeep. As soon as he starts to actually move me, I sit down on the ground in front of the fucking ice rink! I'm pretty sure we looked completely ridiculous.

"You don't get to go home! You get to come hang out with me, now that we are over our little fight." He says, and sits down with me.

"Ty! That wasn't a fight! That was you getting butthurt that I didn't sleep with just you! Get over it!" I say, leaning in to his shoulder.

"I wasn't butthurt! I was a little jealous to be honest." Tyler told me. "Just come over. We don't have to have sex, but if we do, then it's okay! We can just hang out and watch movies or something. Just hang out." He gives me puppy dog eyes, and I can't say no. I stand up without saying anything, and give him a hand up. "Yay." He says, and starts running to his car dragging me behind him.

"Ah stop running! You should be tired!" I shout at him, and he doesn't stop until we get to his car. "Tyler I should take my own car. I don't want to leave it here." I say.

"Dude it's fine. I'll give you a ride here in the morning." He tries to convince me.

"No!" I say, and try to go to my car, but he wraps his arm around me, and puts me in the passenger seat. He shuts the door, and goes around to the drivers seat. If I really wanted to get out of his car, then I would have. But instead I let him take me back to his apartment.

We pull into the parking garage, and he rushes out of his door to get to my side, and opens my door for me. Oh my god why is he being so cute right now? He holds my hand, and we ride the elevator up together. We get to his room. We get in, and there is really nothing going on, because I said I wasn't going to sleep with him. He gets a bag of popcorn out, and puts it in the microwave, and I go sit on the couch. He turns on the tv. "Want to get a show set up on Netflix or something?" He asks me.

I get the Xbox on, and go to Netflix. "What should we watch?" I ask him.

"I don't know, pick something funny." He says, and takes the popcorn out.

"Fine." I say. I turn on one of my favorite shows, the Office. Tyler walks back into the living room holding the popcorn.

"I heard this show was stupid." He says, and I fake gasp.

"This is one of my favorite shows! Don't insult me." I scold him.

"For you, I'll give it a shot." He says, and plops down on the couch next to me. Cash and Marshall hop up almost as soon as he sits down. Marshall is all over me. Crushing me. Instead of pushing him off, I pet him. I love dogs, and I really miss having my own, so I have to take advantage of loving Tyler's dogs. Tyler reaches over and tries to push him off, but I wrap my arms around him.

"Don't take my dog from me!" I shout a little, and Tyler raises his hands up in surrender. "Let me love them!"

"Fine! Okay! I got it! You want to love him. Marshall wants to love you too!" He says, and looks back at the show. This is the first season, episode one, so I haven't seen it in forever. I think everything is hilarious, and even though Tyler thought it would be dumb, he laughs too. We share the popcorn.

After the entire bag is gone, I say, "I think that's probably really not healthy for you. You shouldn't eat that." And I laugh at him.

"Don't tell anyone. The nutritionists will rip me a new one!" He says, laughing with me.

"Last time we decided to keep things from the staff, that didn't work out!" I laugh at his face.

"You know that's no big deal right? They made you sign a consent form, who cares?" He says nonchalantly.

"Are you just going to blow this off? I get that it's not the hugest deal, but... I don't know. It feels weird that they know now." I say, doing a terrible job of explaining why I felt weird about it.

"I get that, but at least they know, and we don't have to sneak around anymore. And I can tell the guys we've been banging." He says with a smirk.

"Oh shut the fuck up. We've only slept together once!" I say indignantly. "And I don't want you to tell everyone! Then they'll know for sure that I'm a whore!"

"Well, they did see you go home with Bishop, so yeah." He said.

"So they already know I'm a ho. Awesome." I say. Marshall jumps off, and I lay down on the couch, and my head is on his chest, and he is stroking my hair. We stay like that for a long time. So long I fall asleep, to the relaxing rhythm of him stroking my hair, and his strong chest beside me. I wake up and see that Tyler is dozing off, too.

"Ty, I should go to bed. I'm going to walk home." I say and stand up.

"Oh no you're not. You can stay over here." He says standing up next to me. "And we can sleep in the same bede. And kiss. And have sex." He says pulling me in close.

"Nuh uh!" I push him away a little. "I'm not having sex with you tonight. Sorry. But maybe we can kiss a little." I say, and he pulls me back and kisses me. We go back to his room. "Oh Ty. I have no clothes to sleep in either." He quickly takes off his shirt and hands it over. I take off mine, and take off my bra. I don't let him get too good of a look. I put on his shirt, and slip off my yoga pants. I get into bed under the covers, and Tyler slips in beside me.

"Goodnight Kir." He says, and curls around me. I can smell him, and I love his musky scent, and the way he is around me. I've never been much of a cuddler, but this was nice. The only people I've ever cuddled with were my boyfriends. Not that I wanted him to be my boyfriend or anything. It was just nice.

"Hey Ty?" I turn my head around, and look at him. "Do you really have to tell the whole team we slept together?"

"Um, not if you don't want me to I guess, but they might find out anyways. Why does it matter?" He asks.

"I just don't want everyone in my personal life." I say.

"But I want to brag that we have slept together..." He moans.

"You can tell Jamie, but I think that should be it." I plead.

"Fine. But they'll probably find out whether we like it or not." He says.

"Whatever. I don't care that much." I say truthfully.

"Do you mean that?" He asks me. I nod. "Okay. Goodnight babe." He says. And I let it slide. Just this once.

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