"Hey," she said, offering her best "it's-2:30-in-the-morning-we're-both-slightly-drunk-and-i-just-showed-up-at-your-door" smile.

"Hey. What-what are you doing here?" he stammered, obviously very tired and very confused.

"You could at least try to look a little more excited to see me," she joked.

"No, sorry, it's just, it's 2 a.m and here you are."

"I know, I was just kidding."

"Seriously, though. What are you doing here?"

"Well," she sighed, wringing her hands. "I've been doing some thinking, and," her voice trailed off.

"And?"

She took another deep breath before rushing forward, grabbing his face, and kissing him. Aaron stumbled back into his apartment, taking her with him while holding onto her elbows to steady her. His hands went to her hips and she could have gotten lost in the feeling, but she remembered what she'd come to do.

"What does that mean to you?" she breathlessly demanded, abruptly pulling away and looking him in the eyes.

"What do you mean?" he asked, it was obvious that it was too late at night to be asking these questions, but she needed answers.

"Do you want to be with me?"

Aaron looked at her like she was crazy, then switched positions, taking her face between his hands and gently pressing his lips to hers. They both leaned into it until their foreheads touched, and her fingers curled around his wrists.

"Of course, I want to be with you." he muttered against her lips.

She didn't respond, instead staring into his mesmerizingly dark eyes until her eyes fluttered and her balance unintentionally faltered. He quickly grabbed her elbows to steady her again, looking immediately concerned.

"Whoa, Em, are you okay?"

"Yeah," she sighed, pulling a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "I'm just exhausted. That's all."

"Well, you're in absolutely no condition to drive home. You can sleep here."

She slightly chuckled.

"Aaron Shore, are you inviting me to bed?" Emily teased.

"Looks like it." he sighed, picking her up bridal-style and carrying her to the bed.

Normally, she would have been opposed to this, her stubbornness telling her that she

was fine to walk on her own. However, even the most stubborn parts of her had to confess that she enjoyed it. She wasn't sure she would be able to walk on her own anyways.

Emily had no problem finding a comfortable position, fitting almost perfectly into his side,

as if she was made to do that. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as she buried her head in his chest. She had to admit, this wasn't how she'd expected the night to end. With Aaron planting gentle kisses up and down her jaw, causing her to happily sigh as she drifted off into sleep. She wasn't complaining, in fact, this was something Emily could definitely get used to.