WARNING: There will be adult material in this chapter. If you're easily offended or aren't comfortable reading that kind of material then I marked the part where it starts and ends feel free to skip that part, or don't read. You have been warned!

The sun slowly filled the room, night became morning and morning became afternoon. Cameron's eyes fluttered open, at first she didn't recognize where she was at, but memories from last night quickly came back and she was aware of her surroundings. She felt something around her, then she remembered that Phil came down all the way from Chicago just to comfort her. She turned around in his grasp, now facing him, her eyes looked up and she saw him slowly wake up himself. Once Phil got his bearings and realized where he was he looked down at Cameron. "Hey." He said, his voice low and laced with sleep. He gave her a small smile and pulled her in closer to him. Cameron smiled back at him and tucked her head into his chest, not wanting to move from the comfortable position she was in. Phil liked having Cameron be the first sight of his day, he could get used to waking up next her every morning... er... afternoon.

He looked at the alarm clock perched on the nightstand, 1:30. "Hey, Cam?" Phil spoke. A muffled 'hmmm' came from his chest. "It's 1:30 sweetheart." He said looking down at Cameron. Her shoulders rose and then fell again, eliciting a yawn. Phil laughed and turned over onto his back, pulling Cameron on top of him. She was now straddling him, her head still laying firmly on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and let his head fall back onto the pillow in defeat. His eyes closed as he fell back to sleep.

"Cameron? Phil? Open up!" A voice came from outside, accompanied by loud knocks on the door. Cameron started shuffling, waking Phil up. She rolled off of him and drug her feet to the door, opening it to reveal the very nuisance that had woken her and Phil up. "What." She stated simply, giving him a silent death threat via stare. "It's 4:00. It's about time your asses got up." Jeff lectured. Phil came up behind Cameron, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her head. "What." He mimicked Cameron's words from a few seconds before. "I wanted to see if you two lovebirds wanted to go out to eat." Jeff explained. Cameron looked up at Phil, then back to Jeff "Sure, when?"

"About an hour, so you both better hurry and get showered." Jeff said dismissing himself. Phil closed the door and followed Cameron back into the room. He grabbed his bag and started for the shower. "Hey." He heard Cameron's voice from behind him. "Por que señorita?" Phil said turning around trying his best to put on a Mexican accent. Cameron busted into a fit of giggles. "Me first I have long hair, it'll take me longer." She said through her laughter trying to get past Phil. He picked her up and spun her around, her legs around his waist. "But I have long hair too." Phil said challenging her. "Not as long as mine" Cameron said flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Just about." Phil said mirroring her. "You look gay when you do that." Cameron said laughing at the sight.

"Why because I have long hair?" Phil asked.

"Yes." Cameron said jokingly, she really loved it.

"Hey, you like it."

"Says who?"

"Says your hands when you pull it."

Cameron blushed and hid her face.

"And you like that." Cameron said challenging back.

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"Never said I didn't." Phil leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back fervently, her arms going around his neck. They were there a few minutes before things started a little more heated between the two. Cameron's tongue slid across Phil's lip ring, eliciting a sigh from him. Two can play at this game. He kicked open the bathroom door and carried her in. He turned on the water in the shower. His hands toyed with the hem of her shirt before sliding it up her torso and eventually taking it off. Cameron pressed her chest against his, her hands reaching between them to unbutton Phil's pants. They pooled at his ankles as he set Cameron on the counter, not once breaking the kiss. His hand snaked around to her back, having a little trouble unhooking the clasp of her bra. He got it and it slid down her arms and off her chest. He hooked his thumbs into the hem of her shorts, sliding them as well as her underwear down her legs. She did the same to him, his boxers landing in a heap next to her discarded clothes. Cameron felt a tad exposed, she had never been completely naked with anybody before, but at the moment she didn't care. She just wanted Phil.

He finally broke the kiss and looked down at her, taking in every sight of her. "You're beautiful." He whispered into her ear. She bit her lip and smiled, he was really something. She would assume most guys would call her hot or sexy, but beautiful sounded a lot more sweet than any of those. His hand looped themselves around her waist as he carried her into the steamy shower.

He set her down on her own two feet, presuming to kiss her. His hands on her waist, slowly making their way up to her chest. He caressed one breast, making her moan in satisfaction. His lips moved lower, lightly sucking on the wet skin. He reached her chest, taking one nipple into his mouth. Cameron whined and threw her head back, pushing her chest out a little further. He smiled at her reaction and lightly nipped at it, her hands tangled in his hair, tugging on it. Phil stopped and made his way back up to her ear "I told you" He said huskily. "You like it." He pressed his forehead to hers letting the hair that wasn't in Cameron's hands fall over his and her face. His green eyes were filled with passion as he smiled at her. Cameron bit her lip, "Fuck you." She said smirking. "Please?" He joked before bringing his lips to hers again. They went back and forth, teasing eachother. Phil had had enough and was now lifting Cameron up off her feet, pushing her so her back was against the cold tile of the shower. Phil supported her with one arm while the other made it's way under her thigh. He was awfully close to where she wanted him most. He slowly moved his fingers up her thigh, ending up between them, Phil pulled away from the kiss and opened his eyes for a second, silently asking for permission to continue. Cameron's heart melted as she slowly nodded her heard and caught his lips with hers. Phil's finger slipped insider her. She gasped and bit his lip upon entry, before he started moving it in and out, slowly at first before letting her adjust. He slipped another finger in and Cameron moaned. "Shhh..." Phil said. "It's your fau-" She said, her head hitting the back of the tile as he thrusted in again, biting her lip this time too, stifling a whimper. "Careful sweetheart." Phil said, he knew he was torturing her, but she had to be quiet if they didn't want to raise any eyebrows when the got out. Cameron tried her best to look mad at him but the smirk plastered onto his face was too hot. That mixed with the things he was doing to her didn't help the cause.

Phil thrusted his fingers in one last time before Cameron came. She was panting, her eyes half lidded and her hips pushed forward. He pulled out, satisfied with the damage. He set her back down, the water cascading down her body. She watched as his eyes looked her over, a smile coming to her lips. She pushed him against the very wall she was just against and kissed him. Her hands scratching down his chest as they made their way lower. She grasped him in her hand, slowly moving it up and down his length. He bit her lip, letting out a sigh. Cameron started stroking him a bit faster, his head falling back as she did this. His hips bucked forward with each stroke, he was close and she could tell my the way he was moaning. She contemplated stopping right before he came just to tease him but decided against it as he cummed. A loud moan escaped his lips as he finished, he was still up against the tile, breathing heavy. "Shhh..." Cameron mocked him, giving him a lingering soft kiss on his lips and walking out.

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Cameron and Phil made it downstairs just in time. They rushed down to the living room to a suspecting Jeff. Cameron stopped dead in her tracks, Phil right behind her. Jeff's gaze shifted from Cameron to Phil before turning around and walking outside with Matt, Shannon, and Beth. Cameron looked at Phil worriedly. "You don't think he..." Cameron trailed off.

"Loudmouth." Phil said teasingly. She slapped his chest. "It could've been you too, Punk. You weren't exactly quiet either." She said. "It's your fau-" He interrupted himself. Cameron looked at him, wondering why he abruptly stopped talking before she realized he was referencing back to what had just happened. She hit his chest again. "You fucking suck." He started laughing before following her out the door.

They had all gotten back from the restaurant, Jeff seemed to put aside whatever curiosity he had. For the time being at least, Cameron knew she was going to get grilled sooner or later for whatever he may or may not have heard. But for now all was well, Matt had dropped the four of them off at Jeff's house and Beth was already in bed. Jeff, Phil, and Cameron were in the living room, sitting awkwardly on the couch, the TV was off and JEff was staring, or burning holes rather, through Phil. Cameron spoke up first "Um, Jeff? Everything okay?" She asked pensively.

His gaze shifted to Cameron, softening a bit. He aimed a finger at her "Heights, you're off the hook." Jeff said using Cameron's last name like a drill sergeant. The couple looked at Jeff like he had gone off his rocker. "What hook. And why is Phil still on this proverbial hook?" Cameron asked. Jeff stood up, ignoring Cameron's question. "Be quieter next time, Brooks."

With that Jeff left the room and went upstairs to bed.

Cameron was in stitches by the time Jeff's bedroom door had closed. Phil's head hung low, his hair curtaining his face. "It's not funny." He spoke. "It's fucking hilarious." Cameron said through fits of giggles. "Well you can't blame me!" He said trying to defend himself. "You're right" Cameron sympathized. "I guess..." She trailed off. "I'm just that damned good." Cameron said putting on her best serious face. Phil starting laughing. "Whatever you say Triple Heights." Phil joked, pulling Cameron off the couch and walking her to bed. She was still laughing when they went to sleep.

A/N: Hey! This was a lighthearted chapter, started and ended on a good tone. I did it because I have a feeling you're all going to hate me for the next chapter ;_; Anyways! I hope you enjoyed this one, I did :) Also, thanks to everyone who voted! Looks like Get Used To It is getting a sequel :) Also! I'm now a Beta Reader :) If any of you want my assistance feel free to PM me! Anyway, thanks for reading! R&R :D

-Elle