Here is a follow up chapter to what I wrote about Willa and Philby finally talking after the events in KK7. With the two most recent books my new theory is that they are actually hooking up but they just do not want anyone else to know.

Enjoy!

"The plan is simple. Don't let anyone know."

Willa stood with her arms around Philby, gazing up at his face from her short height.

"You make it sound so easy," Dell replied, pressing another kiss to her lips.

This conversation had been going on for the last thirty minutes in the middle of Dell Philby's hotel rooms. After the events of California, the Keepers had been a mess. And to make matters worse, they were stuck on the property while the Disney cleaned up. To say that they were frustrated would be an understatement.

Philby had managed to somehow to get Disney and Willa to leave the property the other day. The day he now would call their First Date. The day where they kissed on the beach. Since then, the two were noticeably happier about the fact that they were stuck on the property.

The two snuck around the halls and into each other's rooms at quiet hours of the night, being sure not to let the others see them. During the day they texted constantly, sat at the opposite side of table during breakfast, and avoided looking at each other with mushy eyes. It was working for the most part but now they were leaving to go home to Florida and it was a whole new ballgame.

"It is easy," Willa retorted. "Or at least it should be." She smiled to herself. Being positive was usually easy for her but standing in front of Philby with his hands on her waist, plotting to pretend like the last week of secret make-out sessions didn't happen, may put an end to her positive vibes. "I mean, c'mon, we spent how many years as just friends. We can act like it for a four hour plane ride. Right?"

Philby grinned looking down at her. "Do you know that you scrunch your eyebrows when worried?"

"Dell!" Willa put her forehead to his chest and he wrapped his arms around her tighter. "I'm serious!"

He kissed the top of her head.

"I am too. It is a fact. You scrunch your eyebrows when you are worried. It's your giveaway."

Willa pulled away from him and moved to sit on the bed. "You are infuriating. We got to get this straight. We do not want our friends to know that we are dating. At least not yet."

"Yeah," he sat down next to her, both of their backs resting against the headboard. "Your right we should wait to tell everyone." Philby put his arm over her shoulders and she rested her head on him. "Plus, I kind of like this. Just the two of us."

"I like knowing this side of you. Your boyfriend side. You're such a sap, Dell Philby."

The red head chuckled. He would never get tired of hearing her say that. "And I love-"

Knock-Knock

And the blissful bubble bursts.

Willa tensed under Philby's arms. "Are you expecting someone?" she whispered to him.

Philby didn't answer. He just stood up and went to look through the peep hole in the door. "It's Finn." Philby mouthed back to her.

The brunette's eyes went wide and she quickly glanced around the room looking for a place to hide.

"Philby! Open up. Are you in there?"

"Yes! Just hold on one second." Philby looked back to see that Willa was nowhere to be found. With a confused sweep of the room he decided that the room was clear. He switched the lock and opened the door.

"What's up?" Philby wouldn't say that he was a good liar, but he had graced the art of swaying conversations over the past couple of years.

Finn squinted at the boy. "Nothing. What about you? Are you ready to go? The car leaves in thirty minutes."

"Yeah, yeah. I packed up yesterday." Philby opened up the door a little wider to show off the two suitcases by the window. He had to be careful, he had no idea where Willa was.

"Oh, okay good. Are you headed to the lobby then?" Finn looked suspicious. "I was headed down there now."

Philby tried not to react. He was packed, yes. Was he ready to leave? Definitely not.

"No, I have to finish up here," he replied.

"But, you just said you packed yesterday."

Caught. "Ah-I mean I am going to take a shower quick. Change my clothes." Philby gestured to himself. His appearance wasn't unruly by any means. Sure his clothes were a little wrinkled from lying in bed all morning, but not too disheveled.

"Alright then, I will see you in a bit. I am going to check if Willa is ready." Finn turned to walk away and Philby couldn't help but smile knowing that Finn wouldn't find Willa in her room. After three steps, Finn turned around quick. "And Philby . . . do something with your hair. It looks like you have been sleeping all day."

With a nod of reply, Philby closed the door and waved Finn off. A soon as the lock clicked Willa's arms snaked over and around Philby's shoulders.

"That was close," she whispered.

Dell turned round in her embrace feigning a serious look.

"You know what this means?" he asked her.

Willa smirked ruefully. "That I am going to have to stop messing up your hair when I kiss you?" she ran her fingers through his hair just for good measure.

Philby laughed at her antics. "Well, yeah. But it also means that Finn is going to stop at your door only to realize you are not there."

"I suppose this means that I better go." She paused and looked down for a moment. "See you downstairs?"

"Of course." Philby leaned down to kiss her but will skillfully dodged the motion.

"Four hours, Dell," she answered. "Just friends."