Greg Sanders pulled open his apartment door at the sound of knocking. Being as it was Saturday, it was much too early for him to be thinking so hard. He was dressed in the boxers he wore to sleep, and his usually gel-infested hair was ruffled from sleep. Behind the door revealed the one person who was constantly in his midst. She smiled at his exhausted form as he let her in. He was happy to see Ruby, just not at ten o'clock in the morning, and he knew she just wanted to go over revisions. She shook her head at him, and ventured into his kitchen to brew him a pot of coffee to wake him. He watched her as she did this, and noticed the change in her clothing.

He leaned against the doorway. "I didn't know you owned a pair of jeans."

She sent a glare in his direction, waiting for the pot to be done. "I don't wear dresses and skirts all the time, sweetie."

He looked down at her feet and laughed at the two-inch heels. "But you always wear heels."

She shrugged, and turned back to the cupboard. "I've got a thing for them, it's never gonna die." She pulled out two mugs, and poured steaming coffee into both. She walked over to him and handed his cup while blowing over her own to cool it down.

He took it with thanks and began to drink the liquid that kept him going. "So what else do we have to do?"

She sat at the kitchen table. "Don't worry about that right now, just drink your coffee and get dressed, then we'll talk about it."

They sat in a comfortable silence drinking their coffee. When Greg was finished he put his mug in his sink, and then went into his room to change. Ruby took her own mug and put it in the sink with his. She opened up her messenger bag, and took out her laptop. She opened their manuscript, and began to read over from the first page. She gasped from Greg's arms wrapping around her and his lips hitting her neck. She had gotten too preoccupied in reading, that he had startled her. He smiled and sat beside her, so they could go over everything.

"So what else needs to be fixed?" He asked her.

She scanned through what they had. "I think we're good."

"So what does that mean?"

Ruby smiled at him, he was certainly intelligent but sometimes he had no common sense. "Now we sent it to the publishers, baby."

"What if they don't like it?"

"I think we'll be fine, I had a book published by the one I'll send it out to and this seems interesting."

Greg kissed her abruptly, and Ruby smiled into the kiss. He parted from her only to rest his forehead against her own. "Ruby?"

"What is it, honey?"

Greg sighed. "I…I love you."

Ruby's smile widened and she threw herself into him, kissing him with as much passion as she could muster. He grinned when her lips parted from his own, and wrapped his slender arms around her tiny waist. She sighed onto his neck, tickling his skin, "Oh Gregory, I love you too."