Emily let her hand raise in the air when her waiter began to turn around and smiled. "Sir, do you have water with ice in it? I can't have room temperature water."

The brunette refrained from rolling his eyes as he turned back around. "Of course."

"Thank you," she giggled, seeing how annoyed her roommate was as he poured her another glass. She had given the older boy his massage an hour prior, her hand slipping because of the oil once or twice which resulted in Aaron throwing a joke her way.

She had to basically restrain herself from not touching the older boy like she wanted. Rubbing his mucsles the way that she did caused her to have to take a long shower, and now here she was, letting the same gorgeous boy wait on her hand and foot.

"Anything else?"

Emily pursed her lips. "Did you make this yourself?"

"Ah," her roommate nodded, setting the water pitcher down on the table. "I drove it here myself."

Emily laughed, letting Aaron take her napkin and even unfold it for her before setting it in her lap. "Well it looks delicious, thank you."

"I hope you like chicken. You know, with cheese and sauce and rice on the side."

The brunette gave the older boy a smile, thanking him with a little sparkle in her dark eyes for what he had done for her. "I do. One of my favorite dishes," she confessed.

Aaron looked down to his roommate with a smile.

"Well I hope you're not embarrassed to be doing this in front of people," she laughed, seeing JJ and Derek over in the other corner of their dorm's common area where Aaron was serving her. They had heard that there was a bet going on, and to not see this happening would be a sin.

"Well where else would we do it? The cafeteria? No. Outside? It's raining and my hair is pretty perfect right now."

Emily hid her smirk as she shrugged her shoulders. "The bedroom," the college freshman stated as if it was the obvious answer. "Have the lights dimmed, music playing in the background and we'd eat ice cream off of each other instead of having a piece of chicken." The brunette girl smiled up to the older boy, giving him a high five. "You picking up what I'm putting down."

Aaron nodded in agreement. "Oh I'm picking it up."

She licked the corner of her mouth before taking a bite of the chicken he had served her. "This is amazing," she moaned, not noticing the older boy getting on his knee.

The lights in the room dimmed, and Emily's head shot up in surprise. "What's going on?"

"Well," came the voice of her roommate, and Emily looked down to her side to see him smiling up to her. "If I'm going to serenade you, then I'm going to do it right."

Emily covered her mouth with her freshly manicured hand as she tried to hold back her giggles, hearing the older boy begin to sing a new love song that had come on the radio a few weeks ago. A blush creeped over her cheeks when he took her hand from her lips and held it in his, and when the song finally ended and the lights went back on, the other students that hsd been sitting around them stood and applauded.

"Well then," she breathed, giggling slightly when her roommate stood and pressed a kiss to her hand before winking at her. "Thank you."

"I hope you've enjoyed my services."

Before the smiling girl could answer, she felt a kiss pressed to her hair and she turned to see Matt standing above her. "Hi."

Aaron cleared his throat before greeting the other student. "Hey man."

"Hey," he grinned, his hand on Emily's shoulder. "So what was this? A marriage proposal?" he teased, feeling Emily's hand come up and cup his that squeezed at her collarbone. "Should I leave you two to get to it?"

Emily gave a laugh, avoiding the eyes of her roommate as Matt leaned down to kiss her cheek. "Just a bet."

"A bet? Do you want to reschedule?"

The brunette's eyes widened. She had forgotten all about their movie date. "No, not at all." She let go of his hand and grabbed onto the napkin that was in her lap. "Why don't you let me finish here and I'll call you when I'm ready?" Waiting until the boy who had been persuing her left her alone, she looked up to the brunette above her. "Do you want to sit down?"

Aaron frowned. "No, but thanks. There isn't enough food, anyway," he joked, getting ready to walk away froom the table.

"We can share."

Staring down to the beautiful girl, Aaron smiled. "You sure? It's your favorite."

Emily bit her lip. "I'm sure." She waited until he dragged a chair over from another table before putting the plate of food between them. "That part with the cheese dripping off of it? That's mine. That's the one thing you can't have."

"The one thing?"

The privilged girl laughed, smacking at his hand when he reached over to set it on her thigh. "One of the only things."

Aaron winked, ignoring the sinking feeling he knew was in his stomach when Matt looked at them from across the room. She wasn't his.