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"I know, I think I'm going to sleep on it tonight and decide in the morning."

"So does that mean you're staying here tonight?" He said in his deep husky voice that he knew Hanna loved. He leaned closer to her waiting for an answer.

With the long sleeves of his hoodie covering her hands, she put them around his neck and said, "Yes. But I can't sleep with you."

"Okay we'll just go to sleep. Han you know I would never force you into something you didn't want to do."

She laughed and said, "No I mean I want to sleep on the couch. If I'm laying in your arms I'm never going to consider not living here."

He sweetly said, "Maybe that's because it's what you really want. I know it's what I want."

"You can't say stuff like that! You're trying to convince me." She wined and moved away from him on the couch. She needed to make a smart decision, and that wasn't going to happen with his input.

"Come on Hanna, you know I want what's best for you. Sure I'm dying to be able to wake up to you every morning, but if that's not what you want then that's fine."

"You're doing it again!"

"No, I'm pretty sure I'm just naturally that charming." He said in a sarcastic tone.

"Ha. Ha. Aren't you funny." She smiled.

Caleb took the ice from her and put it back on his face.

Hanna still feeling bad that it was her Dad who hit him asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Not as much as in California, of course that guy was drunk though."

"Hey you started that fight." She said in a matter of fact way.

He defensively said, "Oh I'm sorry, next time I'll just walk away when I see another guy with his hands all over you."

She rolled her eyes at the way he was acting and said, "That's not what I meant. But if it means anything, I'm glad you didn't hit my Dad back."

"Believe me, I thought about. I mean it's not like he can hate me anymore."

She sadly and quietly sighed, "I'm sorry. At least my mom still likes you."

He scoffed, "Ya, now. She used to hate me too. I guess I'm just not a likable person."

With how much Hanna loved him, it hurt her to hear him say that. He looked so sad and felt disappointed in himself.

"Caleb I can't even put into words how far from the truth that is, I mean fell in love with you, didn't I?"

He lazily hung his arm around her neck and kissed her on the temple.

"Ya, I know. I love you too."

And once again they were in the same situation. Sitting on his couch fearing for what the future my hold, and they were both getting really sick of felling that way.

Caleb said, "We spend too much time worrying, lets do something fun together, right now."

Hanna turned her sad expression into a smile and asked, "Like what?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to just sit here anymore."

Hanna then got an idea, "I know! I've always wanted to sleep under the stars. We can drive up to the lake and lay at the look out spot."

"Really?" He asked with disbelief.

"Pleaseeee...it's late enough."

Not caring what they did, as long as it was together, he took a in a big breath and stood up, "Okay, lets go. But we're taking the motorcycle."

"Always working an angle." She said.

"Ya like I have to do that with you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She said defensively.

"It means..." He extended his arm to help her up off the couch. "You're already mine. Now go get some more blankets."

After getting some blankets to take with them and folding them up, she went to put on her shoes. "Wait I only have my heels." She wined

"I think there's a pair of your Uggs in that closet."

"Okay I know I wear your clothes, but it's a little weird if you do that."

He sarcastically shot back, "Yup. You caught me, I've been walking around in girls boots."

"Hey. Keep making jokes and you'll end up with a pair of man Uggs for Christmas."

He looked back at her with a serious face knowing she would do something like that. "It's not my fault you always leave your stuff here." He then went into his room to change out of his suit.

After a long relaxing ride to the lake, they pulled up to a nice little area to stay. It was grassy but surrounded by woods off in the distance. And if you looked out ahead you would see the sun setting over the crystal lake water. Everything was so peaceful and there wasn't another soul in sight, which was how they wanted it. Caleb laid out the blankets in the grass for them to sit on. They sat next to each other looking out on the lake.

Hanna took in the smell of the fresh air and said, "This is perfect."

"Ya, it's just what we need after what happened today."

"Can we not talk about that, I still feel like it's my fault." Because it was her Dad who was the problem and it was her idea for Caleb to go to the reunion.

"Hanna no it's-"

"Caleb! Please, not now." She wined with sadness.

"Okay, I'm sorry. What do you want to talk about."

"Ummm, lets see... How about the future." She told him with an eager tone.

He was confused by what she meant. "Like tomorrow, or..."

"Like after college and stuff."

"And stuff? Like what stuff."

"Like, the giant wedding we're going to have!" She excitingly exclaimed, knowing he wouldn't want to talk about something like that, but had to try.

"Ugh, Hanna why would I want to talk about that. That's what your friends are for."

"Why wouldn't you want to talk about, it's going to be so much fun to plan, and organize, and-"

He rolled his eyes. "Every mans dream."

"Fine, then we won't get married." She said stubbornly and crossed her arms.

Caleb didn't want this perfect time to get ruined, so he went along with it. "So when I propose to you're going to say no?"

She looked at him and smiled. "Only if you screw it up." Of course she was joking, but she wanted him to know it still had to be perfect.

"And how am I supposed to know what's right and wrong."

"That's what Pinterest is for." She told him like he was clueless.

"What?"

"It's a website full of pictures and stuff, go on my wedding board and you'll see exactly what I want."

"I still don't know what you're talking about, just tell me what you want."

"No!" She laughed, finding his attitude towards the situation amusing.

"Hanna, come on." He said in a soft tone while putting his arm around her and pulling her over to him. Getting her to crack was his main goal right now.

"No! If you care about my happiness you'll find out for yourself!" She exclaimed trying to get him to understand she wasn't going to just tell him. "And even if I did tell you it's not like you will remember."

Trying to be as sweet as possible, he tucked her hair behind her ear and whispered, "Sure I will, because I know it's important to you."

She easily knew what he was doing and sang, "That's not going to work."

"Hanna I'm giving you one more chance to tell, and after that..." He wrapped his arm tighter around her waist.

"Caleb. Don't."

"You wanted to talk about it. Five, four, three-"

She started giggling and trying to wiggle out of his arms. "Ca-leb!"

"Two...one."

On two, she knew she needed to figure some other way out of this. And so on one, before he had time to start tickling her, she turned around and held his face in her soft hands. Then kneeled up and opened her mouth and planted her lips on his, giving him the most intimate and heated kiss she could. Completely caught off guard, he kissed her back and let out a soft moan, completely forgetting what was happening a few seconds ago. And when he moved his hands from her waist to the back of her head, she smiled into the kiss knowing her plan worked. He started slowly laying back taking her with him, but she swiftly pulled away out of his reach, and over off the blankets.

He let out a big sigh realizing what happened. "What? That was mean." He complained.

"No tickling me is mean!"

He knew they would have plenty of time to finish making out later, so for now he decided to concentrate on his goal from before. To get her to tell him how she wants him to propose.

"Come back, I won't tickle you, I swear."

She squinted at him and said, "You're lying."

He let out another big sigh and said, "Fine, I'll just..." He took off his shirt and threw it at her. "...lay here by myself." He laid back putting his arms behind his head. He laid there smiling to himself knowing exactly what she was doing. She was sitting in the grass biting her lip and staring at how perfectly all his muscles showed when he stretched his arms behind his head like that. And the way the band of his green American Eagle boxers was showing above his belt, tightly lining his lower stomach. And how his naturally tan skin tone made his abs look even hotter. She needed her hands on him, now.

However after realizing how long she had been staring at him, she pulled herself out of the daze and said, "Oh please, do you really think that will work? I've seen you shirtless so many times it's getting boring." She lied, about the boring part.

He gave her a big smile and simply replied, "Ya. I know it will work."

After a minute of looking at his perfect body and having a mental argument with herself on what to do, she told him, "Okay I changed my mind we can talk about something else."

"No, that's okay. I still want to know how I'm supposed to propose to you."

Honestly when the time came, he was going to think of something spectacular on his own. But for now he just wanted to win this conversation.

"Ca-leb." She wined, "Put your shirt back on, it's getting cold."

He looked at her sympathetically and sweetly said, "Aww, Han, you're cold? Because I'm actually really warm, you should come feel how hot I am."

"Wow. As good as you are at this, I'm still not going to give into that like you would." But truthfully she didn't know how much longer she could do this. He was getting closer and closer to her breaking point.

"Like I would? I only give in because I know how badly you want me. Like right now." He heavily breathed out the last part.

"No I don't, I'm fine."

He slowly said. "Hanna come on, please. I just want to hold you, and whisper in your ear how much I love you, and feel your soft skin, and-"

"And tickle an answer out of me!"

"No. I won't. But I can't promise I won't do, other, things to you." Saying 'other' in a suggestive way.

That was it, she was done, and needed to take control of this situation right now. So she forcefully yelled at him, "Rivers I swear to you! If I come over there and you tickle me I am going to be really pissed and not come with in ten feet of you for the rest of the night!"

He didn't know how to respond to that, and didn't know if he should believe her. However it was too risky to take the chance.

He closed his eyes and sighed, "Ugh fine, you win."

Hanna smiled knowing even though she wanted to give in so badly, she still had power over him. She made her way over to him and snuck in between his arm and chest, resting her head on his shoulder so their heads were touching. She ran her hand down his chest, just she did on their first night together, before she lightly resting it there. Caleb took the other blanket and draped it over them as they watched the sun set together.

I hope you liked it! And cross your fingers for tonight:) who thinks Hanna will tell Caleb about the money? Hmmm? Idk
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