Callie and Brandon kissed on the hammock for over an hour until their lips were swollen and both of them were in need of air. They kissed to make up for all the kisses they hadn't gotten to share, and they kissed longer than all of their other kisses combined and then some. Only after they were done did it occur to Callie that it was a miracle that the hammock didn't crash to the ground with them on it, waking up the entire family. Maybe, just maybe, the universe was on their side for once.

Brandon pulled her close and she snuggled into his chest. She fit perfectly in his arms in a way she never quite did in Wyatt's, in a way that she feared she never might with anyone besides him.

But despite the warmth radiating from both of them, Callie couldn't help but shiver. The ocean air was brisk at night and Callie was only wearing a thin t-shirt and shorts.

Brandon sat up and pulled her up with him. "As much as I hate to say it, we should probably go back in so we don't freeze."

"You're right," Callie said, but she couldn't resist pulling him into a kiss as they stood up. "But I don't want to leave you yet," she whispered as they broke apart.

He pulled her even closer. "Then stay with me tonight," he offered simply.

Callie felt herself tense up and she stared at the ground. Brandon realized immediately what she thought he was suggesting. He stroked her chin and then pressed it up, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Hey. No, Cal, that's not what I meant. I would never..." his voice trailed off and he kissed her forehead reassuringly. "Fall asleep with me tonight in my bed, in my arms. That's all I meant, I promise."

She smiled. Of course, he would never pressure her and he would never expect anything of her. "I'd like that. But...what if...?"

"What if what? Mariana sleeps like the dead; she's not going to miss you until like ten a.m. I promise. I've been on many a family vacation with her. And everyone else? We'll lock my door. And we'll get up early before anyone else. We'll make them breakfast. We'll be the perfect oldest children." He was surprised at how desperate he was for this, to pretend just for the rest of the night that they were a real couple who could fall asleep in each other's arms. "Please, Callie, just stay with me. Nothing will happen. I'll make sure."

The hopefulness in his eyes melted her heart. "Well if you really want me to, I guess," she teased.

That was all the invitation Brandon needed. He picked her up immediately and carried her into the house, taking care to quietly close the door behind them. "Thank god the steps are carpeted," she whispered in her ear.

When they got to his room, Brandon laid her down on the bed as if she were made of porcelain before climbing in with her and pulling the covers over them.

He couldn't help but grin at her, his eyes radiating with adoration even in the darkness. "A few rules. No snoring. No kicking me. And don't hog the covers, Callie."

She beamed back at him, "I make no promises." She kissed him hard one final time and then wrapped her arms even more tightly around him. "Good night Brandon."

Brandon lay there for over fifteen minutes silently. He was the most relaxed he had been in forever and yet he couldn't seem to fall asleep. He just wanted to watch her sleep in his arms.

He rearranged the covers, giving Callie way more than her half. He whispered to the sleeping girl he loved, "You can have all the covers. There's nothing I wouldn't give you. You have no idea how much I love you. I know you think we're just having fun this week. But I love you. I love you. I love you. It's the only thing I think every time I see you, every single day." Kissing her hair one last time, he finally drifted off to sleep.

Callie rearranged the covers giving Brandon back his share. She had shut her eyes but had found herself totally unable to sleep, just wanting to listen to Brandon breathe and feel his heart beat. She had heard every word he whispered. "You're wrong, I do know how much you love me," she thought to herself, "because it's exactly the same way I love you." She placed feather light kisses on his forehead, eyelashes, and his nose before sleep overtook her.