*Caleb*

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. I linked my hands behind my head and examined the room. Pogue and Reid were playing a racing video game while Kate and Sarah cheered them on, Tyler was studying, of course, and Jade was pouring over a piece of paper while she chewed on her bottom lip. I watched her for a moment thinking of all the things I could do to those lips before shaking my head and standing up. I walked over to her and leaned over her. She jumped and snatched the paper from the desk balling it up into her fist. I was curious now.

"What was that?" I asked playfully. She was blushing and refused to look at me.

"Jade," I murmured sliding my hands down her arms. She shivered and leaned into my touch. My fingers gently pried open hers and she jumped out of her seat. She bolted across the room causing everyone to pause what they were doing and look at her. I smiled at her gently. She bit her lip again and I thought about how adorable that was.

*Jade*

I watched him as he walked towards me. I clutched the piece of paper in my sweaty fist as my eyes darted around. He was curious now and I knew eventually he would probably find out that I secretly wrote little scenes about him but I was going to put it off for as long as possible. I noticed that the door up to the living room was unblocked and I bolted. Caleb was faster but if I could get to the kitchen, I could throw it down the garbage disposal. I reached the kitchen but before I could make it to the sink his strong arms wrapped around my waist picking me up and carrying me to the couch. He plopped me down and, before I could run again, straddled me.

"What is it?" he asked in that rich voice. I bit my lip and shook my head. He chuckled and forced me to look at him. He pressed his lips to mine and I sighed.

"let me see," he murmured against my lips.

"You suck," I muttered but he just smiled and pulled the paper out of my hand. I looked down at my hands with a blush painting my cheeks.

*Caleb*

I looked down at the paper and smiled. It was a cute little scene between me and her in which I was throwing goldfish at her and it ended up with us kissing. I looked at her. She was blushing and biting her lip and not looking at me. I laughed and leaned in close.

"Stop biting your lip. That's my job," I murmured kissing her once more.