From: itsnotjessica	Date: December 29th, 2010 01:27 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Damn, he was pretty smooth. Hunter had to admit that she was somewhat impressed, even if she would never admit it out loud or anything. When he whipped out the flowers, Hunter rolled her eyes dramatically, but it seemed to be just the ticket for Michelle.

Whom, giving up on trying to convince her daughter to clean up her act, whipped around quickly to face him when he spoke. "Flowers? Oh really, Gregoire, you didn't need to," she replied, accepting the bouquet, and leaning forward a bit to give them a sniff. "They're very lovely."

Behind her, Hunter's eyes were still rolling, as she distinctly mouthed 'SUCK UP' over her mother's shoulder.

	From: gregoire	Date: December 29th, 2010 01:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"It was nothing," Gray shrugged, glancing over Michelle and trying not to smirk to much as Hunter rolled her eyes. He winked at her, finally losing the battle to his grin.

Could he really help it that he was so good with other people's mothers?

"It is my pleasure, really." He cocked an eyebrow at Hunter at the word 'pleasure', before turning his attention back to Michelle, his expression docile, blandly pleasant.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: December 29th, 2010 05:37 pm (UTC)		(Link)

If Hunter rolled her eyes any further, she was risking losing them somewhere in the back of her skull. "He's going to stay for a bit anyway," the blonde said, still over her mother's shoulder. "Shall I show him the guest quarters, mother dearest?" she asked, putting on her best sickeningly sweet tone.

"Of course, that's a fine idea. You all can go ahead and join us in the sitting room when you're finieshed," Michelle agreed, before heading off, taking the flowers with her and giving them another tentative sniff on her way into the kitchen.

"Fake as fuck," Hunter teased him, drawling out the last syllable, head shaking. "Come on. Let's go upstairs for a bit, then maybe we can convince my gramma to make us martinis. Christmas means happy hour round here."

	From: gregoire	Date: December 29th, 2010 11:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray kept up the bland pleasantries until Hunter's mom left the room.

"Just have to know how to talk to parents," He shrugged. "Once they love you, then you're gold." Hunter may have not have wanted to play the game, but it helped him go places and got him between the legs of some really beautiful women.

Not that he was about to mention that to Hunter. He was classier than that, really.

He looked around the room as they headed for what he could only assume were the stairs and smirked at her, leaning his mouth against his ear as he spoke in hushed tones. "I was hoping we could get a quickie in before dinner."

Okay, so maybe he wasn't classier after-all.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 8th, 2011 12:42 am (UTC)		(Link)

Hunter didn't stand a chance with holding her laughter in. "You're such a fuckin' dirtbag," she hissed, giving him a playful elbow as they began their way up the stairs. "What would a lady's mama say if she walked in on something like that? I don't think your plan to act all perfect would work too well anymore."

Just as they were reaching the top step, there was a scream from downstairs, Hunter jumping a little and grabbing the railing. "The fuck?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 08:54 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What else is the use of sucking up if there aren't any perks?" He smirked, his voice barely audible--though his amusement rang clear.

"C'monn, it'll be fun." He mumbled into her ear, entirely too pleased with himself.

Of course, then there was screaming from downstairs. "...you thinking maybe they heard me or something?" He cringed.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 9th, 2011 10:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Hunter's brow furrowed a bit. "I doubt that. Don't think that would surprise her that much," the blonde murmured, smirking. "Guess our reunion is cut short," she added. Beginning back down the stairs, she grabbed his arm, tugging him gently along with her. She wasn't sure she cared what was going on, but if it was funny.. well, no need to pass that up.

As they made their way down, and rounded the corner into the kitchen, Hunter's mother and sister were huddled around the kitchen sink. Elizabeth's hand was under the running water, held there by her mother. Whipping her head around, the blonde woman glared.

"T-Those things bit your sister!"

That was, of course, all it took for Hunter to burst into laughter.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:42 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray sighed in disappointment, allowing Hunter to drag him back down the stairs. Maybe if she got annoyed enough at her mom, Hunter would try to spite her by having sex in the house. Or in the truck. Or whatever. He could only hope.


Walking into the kitchen, Gray slightly edged behind Hunter. Not because he was particularly afraid-- it just seemed a little wiser.

"...What things?" Gray asked, kinda wishing he hadn't spoken up.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 11th, 2011 02:40 am (UTC)		(Link)

Hunter didn't care what the answer was; she was just sorry she missed it. When Elizabeth cried out in her whiniest tone, "It was the flowers!", that only made Hunter laugh harder. She knew, of course, that anything Gray had carried all of this way without getting bitten himself.. well, it couldn't be that dangerous. Most of the really dangerous stuff was too rare to put into a bouquet. And if it bit off the whole hand or anything, Beth would probably be screaming a lot more.

All there was to do was laugh. "I'm sure it was a misunderstanding," she managed, between laughing, seemingly oblivious to the stern look on her mother's face. If looks could kill, Hunter would have been struck dead right where she stood. "C'mon, he didn't mean it," she added, when the expression didn't let up.

"Just be glad no one else saw! Ya can just tell them she cut herself making dinner.. easier to explain than why we got magic flowers, ain't it?" she offered. It was just after she said this, that her father appeared in the doorway from the dining room, looking critically around at them.

"Off to a good start, wouldn't you say?" Hunter murmured, leaning close to Gray's cheek to say it.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray slapped himself in the forehead "Snap-dragons. I get it now." He let his head rest in his palm, knowing that the bout of nervous laughter that was welling up in his chest would only make everything worse.

"I am really sorry," He offered pitifully from behind his hand. Glancing up, he noticed Hunter's dad and paled a little.

"...Is that your dad? Do you think I should start running now?" He asked her under his breath.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 12th, 2011 02:27 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Only if you're afraid of Just For Men dye," Hunter murmured back, smirking a little. There was, in her opinion, nothing threatening about her father. He was a pompous hack. Of course, not that she had really told Gray this. Perhaps it would have been wiser to inform him on what he'd be walking into before he got here.

But where was the fun in that?

Taking advantage of her family's preoccupation with Elizabeth's injury, Hunter turned a bit to face him better. "Ya still up for that quickie? I'm in a way better mood now," she grinned, keeping her voice down.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 12th, 2011 12:10 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray watched Hunter's family dote over her little sister. He was starting to get why she hated her sister as much as she did. Though it was hard for him to relate to. Being the youngest of three siblings; he was the baby, he was the spoiled one.

Though Hunter's point of conversation suddenly made family the last thing on his mind. He glanced over at her, almost startled. "Really? Now? ...You are messed up." He smirked slowly. "That's so hot."

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 13th, 2011 10:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Would I be with your ass if I wasn't just a little bit messed up?" Hunter replied, smirking right back at him. "We got like half an hour till dinner, sounds like time to kill to me," she added, moving past him and heading for the stairs again.

She was amused, but watching her family for too long was never something she indulged in. Just seeming the three of them huddled together like that always left her feeling empty, like an outsider staring in at the family of somebody else. It was moments like those that always made her miss Ben more than ever; if he had been there, things would be different. Or so she hoped.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 14th, 2011 12:37 am (UTC)		(Link)

"...Yes?" Gray said, despite knowing that she'd meant the answer to be rhetorical. He nearly raced after her, but he did his best no to look too eager-- for the sake of not raising suspicion and to keep his cool around Hunter.

"Half an hour sounds like plen--sounds kinda short, doesn't it?" He questioned, following her up the stairs. Very smooth, Gray.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 14th, 2011 03:18 am (UTC)		(Link)

Hunter laughed a little, glancing back at him as they made their way upstairs. "Ain't that why it's called a quickie?"

When they reached the top, this time without any interruptions, Hunter led the way to her bedroom. She cracked the door open, peering inside briefly as if expecting something to jump out, before heading inside. She held the door for Gray, closing it once he was in.

It looked a lot less lived in than her room at school, but the mess was generally the same. There were still bits and pieces that showed definite signs of Hunter, but they were few. Dirty clothes were kicked into a pile by the end of her bed, and sprawled out in the pile of filthy laundry was a large german shepherd.

"Someone my dad invited down there is allergic, they got her locked up here all day," the blonde said sympathetically, crouching down a bit as the dog hopped up and made her way over to meet her. "Only difference between me and her is that I have to come down and eat at the table, right Bella?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 14th, 2011 03:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I didn't know you had a dog..." Gray said, still standing near the door. Maybe she told him, but he didn't really remember... or really care. Sorry Bella. He'd never really owned a dog, so once again-- he didn't get it.

He made a weird face, "Babe... You don't really want to have sex in front of the dog, do you?"

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 15th, 2011 02:32 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Had a dog forever," Hunter replied without looking back at him, seeming more focused on scruffing up the dog's head, scratching her ears and all the like. When he asked about the sex, she did glance back at him momentarily, making a face right back.

"Uh, why not? She'll just go sleep on the floor. It's just a dog."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 17th, 2011 08:06 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Won't she think like, that I'm hurting you? I had a dog try to bite me for just kissing a girl once-- like it thought I was trying to eat her face off." Gray frowned down at the German shepherd.

"No way, I can't do it. It's too weird." This coming from the guy who could have sex with other people in the room.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: January 18th, 2011 02:19 am (UTC)		(Link)

Hunter's expression was purely deadpan. "What d'you mean you can't do it?! You're bein' retarded! It's just a dog!"

She had almost said stupid dog; she might even had, if it were any dog by Bella. They went pretty far back, after all, and building an affinity with an animal like that was almost unavoidable. At least in Hunter's opinion.

"You're weird," she added with some finality, scowling at him.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 18th, 2011 09:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"What?" Gray snapped back, just a tad defensive. "You're the one who wants to have sex in front of a fucking dog-- that's like... bestiality or something."