Clare's hands started out on Eli's shoulders as they moved their lips together. As they started to do more kissing, her arms wrapped around his neck and tangled her hands in his dark hair. Eli gripped her hips and pulled her forward. Clare let out a moan and Eli took that as the chance to push his tongue into her mouth and move it against Clare's. She sucked in a surprised breath but regained herself and moved her tongue with Eli's.

Eli was the first to pull away and when he did he looked down while catching his breath and looked up into Clare's eyes once his breathing was back to normal. Clare watched him the whole time she caught her breath and looked back at him. Eli cleared his throat and tried to plant his eyes anywhere but Clare, but they always seemed to find their way back to her.

"So, um, do you want some diner? I'm sure Roscoe is hungry." Eli smirked over at the little dog lying on the carpet, watching them.

"Ah sure, but I'll make something for us." Clare smiled warmingly.

She slid around Eli to the kitchen. She looked back and smiled at Eli before she turned left into the kitchen, where the stove was. Eli smiled while he let out a sigh and turned to Roscoe. He picked up the little dog on the edge of the carpet and sat down on the couch with him in his lap.

"What did I just do, buddy? I don't know if that was right or not. Why does she have to have such tasty lips?" Eli head fell back but he continued to pet the dog.

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Eli and Clare were sitting on opposite ends of the table. The table long and wooden, putting plenty of space in between them. Clare had made some spaghetti with sauce and put some seasoning in it. There was an awkward silence as both of them spun the noodles around their forks.

"The food really good, Clare." Eli complimented, but kept his head down.

"Thanks." Clare smiled excitedly.

The silence returned once again and this time neither of them ate.

"Okay, we should talk about the kiss." Eli started. "I'm sorry if I pushed you or giving you mixed signals."

"It's fine. I just want to know if you like me or not?"

"I do like you, a lot."

"Then we should go out. Like a date."

"I would like that, but what if it doesn't work out. It'd be weird to have you live in here, wouldn't?"

"We should at least try so there isn't this big need hanging of us!"

"There's need hanging over you?" Eli smirked and stood up.

"N-No! I was just saying that… we do have…. a connection." Clare said slowly, as Eli walked closer and closer.

"You sure you don't have… some kind of….need?" Eli asked slowly, rubbing Clare's leg.

"Um, I'm a little tired. I'm going to go to sleep." Clare stood up and started to walk away.

"You could stay in my room." Eli called.

Clare turned and smiled at Eli before running up the stairs. Eli listened to her footsteps, hearing them walked down in the direction of his room and the door slam. Eli smirked and started to clean up the kitchen.

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Eli opened the door to the dark room. The room became pitch black once Eli closed the door. He began to strip down to his boxers and t-shirt before crawling into the bed. He pulled the sheets back and rested his chest against Clare's back. He wrapped his arms around her and found that she was in a tank top and booty shorts.

Clare turned around and pulled his head down to her face. She kissed him hard and Eli returned the action. He gripped her waist and pulled Clare closer. Eli gently licked her lips asking her to open up. She obliged and had her tongue connect with his, slowly moving together. Tasting each other. Clare broke apart after going two minutes without air. She layed there, panting heavily and smiling.

"You should go to bed now, get plenty of rest for tomorrow's date."

Clare looked shocked at first, but then smiled excitedly and cuddled up to Eli.