"Hey...so, Evelyn's coming here today. And I would love it if you two could at least try to be civil towards each other." Tobias comes up to me and whispers against my hair as I gaze out the large window in the foyer.

"Hmm?" I say half-heartedly. I'm too lost in my thoughts and he pulls me out of them.

"Are you listening? I said Evelyn's coming and I'd like for you two to get along." He raises my chin so I look in his eyes and there's a glint of amusement there.

"Of course," I lean in to give him a chaste kiss before spinning away playfully.

I don't know why, but I'm in a good mood. Well, considering how miserable things have been for the past month, this feels like the eye of the hurricane.

I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a glass pane and I see a blonde girl, lean and toned, almost unrecognizable. Her eyes sparkle, and the cuts that used to be etched on her face are faded and healed.

"What's with you today?" Tobias grabs my hand and pulls me out of my daze.

"Nothing! Why? I feel great."

"Hey now don't get defensive- I'm glad. I like seeing you like this," he chuckles.

"Well get used to it. Now that there's nothing else to save, we're just left with us," I say with a half smile.

He gives me a look, one that I can't decipher, and then his lips are pressing against mine. I melt into him, allowing his tongue to push into my mouth, and letting it glide along my lip. This kiss is different than our usual simple kisses, and I feel the new but familiar feeling heat in my lower abdomen as I press my body against him.

An awkward cough interrupts us.

"Um...hey uh, guys...I hate to bother you but uh...Evelyn's here."

Tobias groans as he reluctantly pulls away, but his hands remain on me.

Peter stands a few feet away, his arms crossed and his shoulders hunched in an uncomfortable position. He also doesn't look directly at us, but seems to find the linoleum flooring rather interesting.

"Already? I thought she was coming in a couple of hours," Tobias mutters.

"Yeah. She's waiting at the office." Peter huffs out, clearly ill-at-ease and wanting to escape this situation as soon as possible.

"Okay, we'll be there in a few minutes." Peter nods and scuttles off.

Tobias turns back to me, lifting up his hand to stroke the back of his fingers down my cheek.

"I'm going to go get ready, but I'll meet you guys at the office...or somewhere." I say.

He nods. "Don't take too long, okay? She might miss you." He winks.

"She might miss me...or you might?" My voice is smooth as silk.

"Hmm...the latter." He laughs.

I get out of the shower and wipe myself down with a soft towel. When I told Tobias I was going to get ready, I left out the part where I was going to dress in something appealing to look- how does Christina say...oh right- "sexy."

I mean, lately, it's like everyone and everything has been getting in the way whenever Tobias and I do so much as kiss. It's frustrating, really. And when he looks at me with those fierce, dark eyes and talks to me in his low voice, or when the muscles in his jaw twitch whenever he finds something amusing, I can't help but feel an uncontrollable surge of want.

I look disdainfully at my lack of clothes, but among the wreck I find a dark blue dress with a plunging neckline that Christina had given me a few weeks ago. 'It'll knock Four off of his feet, he won't know what hit him', she had said. Upon tugging it on I find it hugs in all the right places, but flows as it nears my legs and even shows the birds along my collarbone.

I search for the black kohl that is used to outline my eyes, and I carefully draw it on enough to make my pale eyes stand out.

Stepping back, I evaluate myself in the mirror; my hair has grown out a bit, hanging in loose, messy blonde curls. My face is definitely noticeable with the black that lines my eyes, and my clothing is tight and dark- just like Dauntless.

Now I can only hope that Tobias will notice.

Walking to the dining room where we were set to have dinner with Evelyn was more nerve-wracking than I anticipated. I received a few stares from the guys that walked by, but I ignored them and kept on meandering through the halls.

As I reach the dining room, I see Tobias standing with Evelyn and Cara, seemingly in a riveting conversation. But my stomach drops when Zeke whistles at me and Tobias turns around at the sound.

His eyes wander until they land on me, and they widen instantly. I see him swallow, and his mouth is open.

Shit. This was too much wasn't it? I think to myself, but then I see Tobias make his way towards me, his stare unwavering.

It feels like an eternity before he is finally in front of me. The expression on his face nearly has me in his arms right then and there, but I hold back because there are people all around us.

He doesn't say anything but I see by the way his eyes roam down my body and all over my face that I could probably predict what he's thinking.

Tobias stays like that for a moment before a slight smile spreads across his face, and he's suddenly leaning in and his cheek slides against mine as he murmurs, "you look good, Tris."

I pull back with a look of shock and adoration strewn on my face.

I coyly smile before I whisper, "Now where have I heard that before?"

His smile grows and the next thing I know, he's grabbing my hand, tugging me out of the room.

"Wh- where, what are you doing?" I laugh breathlessly from all the running.

He doesn't respond, but instead pulls me into an unlocked janitor's closet, his lips finding mine the second he closes the door. The kiss is rough and needy.

I'm melting. His hands are everywhere; in my hair, on my neck, down my arms, cupping my breasts for a moment before grabbing my waist and pulling me closer, one hand on my back. Then his lips are on my neck, sucking and biting at the delicate skin and I know that bruises are already forming and I like it. I'm whining, or moaning- I'm not sure which but I must be loud because Tobias leaves my neck to kiss my mouth to muffle the inappropriate sounds leaving my lips.

Our mouths are open and wanting, his tongue colliding with mine. I have to pause to catch my breath, and I'm panting-open-mouthed against his shoulder. He's breathing harsh against my ear.

"Dammit Tris, I can't keep my hands off you," he breathes out.

"Then don't."

He's grabbing me again and his lips are back on mine. When he presses his body to mine I feel something hard on my thigh and I realize it's him. I reach down and touch him through his pants and he bucks up into my hand, a groan escaping his mouth.

"Tris," he whines.

I pull the zipper on his pants down slowly, loving the sounds Tobias makes as he's practically begging for it. I gasp as I take him into my hand, he's large and already dripping some clear substance from the tip. I begin stroking, unsure at first, but growing more confident as I go by the provocative sounds escaping his mouth. I run my thumb over his slit and he's suddenly biting down on my shoulder, a moan coming deep from inside his throat.

One of his hands is snaking down from my back to the front of my dress and I don't really pay attention to it until it is on my leg, slowly making its way up and underneath my dress. I moan when one of his fingers lightly trails along my seam, a spark of pleasure reverberating through my entire body. I'm still pulling at his shaft when he sticks two fingers behind the waistband of my underwear, tugging them down slightly.

When his finger enters me I feel like I've been transported to another world. Just the thought alone makes me grind down on him in want. He lets out a breathy laugh before sliding his other finger in, and now I'm moaning. For a brief moment I worry about someone walking by and hearing us in the closet, but the thought goes away when he hits my G-spot and I arch into his hand.

"God, Tobias," I sigh.

He's kissing my jaw and trails his way to my lips. We're both panting and making obscene sounds and he's murmuring sweet nothings into my mouth. I feel the pleasure building up where his fingers are working and before I can come, he's moaning and spurting all over my hand as a bit lands on my dress. In just a few moments, I'm tightening and biting on Tobias' shoulder as all my senses and nerves lead up to one moment of pure ecstasy.

"I love you," he pants out as he crumples against me.

"I love you too," I kiss his hair and hum out the words.

We stay like that for a few moments, breathing and holding each other up as we relish in the warm feeling afterwards.

"Oh shit. Evelyn," I jerk up, because I realize she'll be wondering where we are. Tobias groans but gets up and looks at me.

"Oh...your dress..." I look down to see some of Tobias' come painted in ribbons on the fabric. Before I can say anything, he's grabbed some paper towel from the shelf above me and he's diligently wiping at the fabric trying to remove it before it stains. We both clean up as best as we can, attempting to look somewhat decent and not fucked up before we go back into the dining room.

I giggle because Tobias has some major sex hair going on, and I must not look any better because he's laughing too. He grabs my hand while opening the door to the hallway and looks around before he leads us back to the dining room, both of us laughing and stumbling as we make our way.