Tink. Tink. Tink. Tink. Gypsy groaned softly and lifted her head up sleepily, rubbing her eyes as she heard what sound like a whole crew of construction men next door. Looking over at the wall connecting the two rooms, she tried to glare straight through it but to no avail. Sighing tiredly, she rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up in her bed. Shaking her hair out, it fell back into its natural place as she looked over to Jared's bed. "Jared." she called, but only recieved a soft groan in reply. Jared simply rolled over and went back to his soft snoring, his hand falling over the edge of the bed and brushing the blue carpet on the floor.<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, she swung her feet over the edge of the bed and stood up out of bed. Wincing slightly as she rolled her left shoulder, the pain not too bad but bad enough to make her want to take the pain relievers she had in her bag. Hesitating, Gypsy decided not to take them and grabbed a pillow off of her bed. Walking over to Jared's, she whacked his head with it and burst out laughing as he jolted up before falling out of bed, onto the floor with a loud thud. He jumped back up quickly, looking around alarmed before he realized what happened when he saw Gypsy fall over laughing so hard.<br/><br/>Narrowing his eyes, Jared approached her slowly before pouncing on top of her. Tickling her sides as she squrimed and laughed harder, tears streaming down her cheeks. "J-Jared!! Stop!!" she yelled through all the laughing as her stomach and sides started to ache painfully. Grinning, he finally stopped and got off of her before grabbing his white tee, pulling it on. She let her head fall back against the floor with a dull thud, groaning softly at her sore sides and stomach. "I..hate you," she muttered but couldnt help smiling cause she knew it was a lie. Jared's deep laugh followed her statement before he picked her up off the floor, throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "I hate you too G," he said, a grin obvious in his voice.<br/><br/>Gypsy squirmed and kicked as he held her there but his hold never once loosened, not even the slightest. The only thing she accomplished was getting another laugh out of him as he walked to their room door. "Come on rock star, lets get something to eat for lunch," he said with a grin. Leaving the room, he passed by room 242 and paused only to look what all the noise was about. "Jared! Jared put me down! Right no-" Gypsy started to yell but stopped as she caught the scent of another wolf. Only this was different, the scent was heavy in the air but strangely intoxicating. It made her weak in the knees just getting a sample of it, her whole body felt like it was on fire as she drank it in. It smelled wonderful and masculine at the same time.<br/><br/>Gypsy looked into room 242 as Jared stopped outside the door, catching sight of the best looking man she had ever seen. "Jared. Jared put me down. I think he's my mate.." she said seriously. Jared took a look at the man then scoffed before grinning, shaking his head he continued to walk. "No way. Im not buyng that one G. Good try though," he said, thinking it was just another one of her tricks to get him to put her down. Gypsy squirmed hardder and reached for room 242's doorframe but Jared was moving too fast for her to catch it. "No! Jared im serious! Jared please!" she said with a very real amount of urgency in her voice. Yet Jared still didnt buy it and only tightened his hold on her as he headed down the stairs to the parking lot.<br/><br/>Gypsy squirmed until she was exahusted and panting, looking back up at the second floor of the motel, at room 242. Where she knew her mate was working away on the pipes, knowing it was absolutely hopeless to get to him with Jared holding her in an iron grip. Unless he had caught her scent too? Maybe he would know she was here that way. Searching the doorway for any sign that he had caught her scent, she couldnt help but whine softly as she had a sinking feeling that she would have to wait for another day to get to see him again. Jared opened the passenger side door of her new truck before sitting her inside and shutting the door, walking around the front of the truck to the drivers side. Hopping in, he started up the truck and took another glance at Gypsy, who was staring out the window at room 242.