I ended up falling asleep in Tobias' room after dinner that night. I feel like I could get quite used to falling asleep with him pressed against my back. I like hearing the sound of his heartbeat mixed in with the sound of our breathing. It makes me feel safe. But then everything about Tobias makes me feel safe. And I'm sure that he knows that. But it also makes me nervous because it makes me want more things with him. And wanting more things is completely uncharted territory for me. I have never been in a relationship with someone before, but I know what the physical aspect of it entails. I've read plenty of books…even ones that I had to hide under my mattress to keep my parents from finding them. I am sure that now when they are cleaning out my bedroom to make room for…I don't even know what they would use my room for, but they'll find those books. And I wonder if they'll be ashamed of me for being curious. It's not a trait that they wanted us to have growing up, but being sheltered the way that I was, I found that I couldn't stop myself from wanting the answers.

I wake up, my body burning, and I open my eyes to see Tobias pressed up against me, his chest rising and falling evenly. He told me the other morning that he didn't do serene, but if I had a camera to capture this moment, he would see that that just isn't true. His head is resting on my chest and his legs are tangled with my own. I have butterflies in my stomach just watching him. His eyelashes are splayed out over his cheekbones. This man is too beautiful to exist, I am sure of it. But he's real and he's here and for whatever reason, he's chosen me.

Part of me feels like he's wrapped up with me to keep me from leaving him like I did the other morning. If that's the case, he deserves a round of applause for being so sneaky about it. I turn my head to check the time on his bedside clock. The alarm isn't set to go off for another hour, but I'd much rather watch him sleep then close my eyes again.

Tobias stirs against me so I turn to look back at him. My breath catches in my throat when I see that his dark blue eyes are focused on me. Just the sight of him looking at me the way that he is, causes the butterflies to start up in my stomach. I know how he feels about me, so why does it make me so nervous when he looks at me the way that he does?

"Morning," he says, nuzzling his chin against my neck.

"Morning," I mutter quietly.

I look away to avoid his intense gaze. He squeezes my hips. "Hey," he says, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. I look back at him. "What's wrong?"

I shake my head. "Nothing's wrong."

He narrows his eyes at me. "Tris."

"Tobias." I match his tone.

He pulls his arms away from me, much to my dismay, and he sits up in bed so that we're eye to eye.

"What's going on?" he asks me, rubbing his thumb across my lower lip.

I feel the same sensation in the pit of my stomach and I blush deeply. His eyebrows come together on his forehead. The realization is obvious on his face and he drops his hand.

"Oh."

I make a face at him before pushing the covers off of me and trying to climb away from him.

"Hey, stop," He says, following me off of the bed. He grabs my hand and pulls me around to face him.

My cheeks are burning at this point. I don't think that I've ever been quite as embarrassed as I am right at this moment. His dark blue eyes are hot on my face. He tugs on my hand and pulls me to sit next to him on the bed.

"Talk to me, baby," Tobias says.

The term of endearment makes me look up at him. I swallow my nerves and lean forward, pressing my lips to his. The kiss takes him off guard, but I don't let it stop me. I run my tongue along his lower lip and he groans against my lips pushing me away.

"Tris, what are you doing?"

I glance up at him, my heart beating faster than normal. "I don't know," I whisper.

He groans again and places a chaste kiss on my lips. "You are driving me crazy, Ms. Prior."

I blush, my entire body is a bundle of nerves at his point. "You make me feel things," I tell him, squirming under his intense gaze.

He takes my hand and brushes his thumb against my skin. "What kind of things?"

"Normal things," I say.

He takes his hand from mine and places it on my thigh, rubbing gently. My breath hitches in my throat and I look at him. "Like this?"

I nod because I can't find the words to answer him. He reaches over and pulls me in for another kiss. His lips are hot against mine and I crawl into his lap, deepening the kiss. He holds me tight against him and I can feel his hardness pressed against my thighs and I gasp against his lips, the need inside me burning red hot.

He pulls back, panting. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Everything I hope," I whisper.

His eyes go wide at my statement and to be honest it's surprised me as well. I don't know what's come over me. But being with Tobias the past few days has changed everything about myself. Maybe this was how I've always been, I just haven't known it yet. He is everything that I didn't even know that I wanted. He has brought out so much in me that I can't stop myself from wanting to be with him, at every turn. I pull him in for another kiss and he doesn't push me away until a few moments later.

"Tris." He whispers my name, his voice husky and the butterflies start up again, moving lower in my belly.

"Tobias." My lips are still on his, whispering his name, a seductive technique that I didn't even know that I had.

"We can't."

What? I pull back to look at him, my eyes searching his face for a reason. His expression changes and he smiles at me.

"Not now," he says. "We're supposed to be downstairs in an hour…"

"Isn't that plenty of time?" I ask him, running my hands down his chest.

He closes his eyes and groans, picking me up and placing me on the bed next to him. I turn away from him, going over the scene in my head. Did I do something wrong? Or does he not want me?

"If we're going to have sex," Tobias says, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turn back to look at him. "We're not going to do it for the first time an hour before we have to start training."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So you want me?"

He gins at me, that soul shattering grin of his. "Of course I do," he says, reaching up and brushing my hair behind my ear. "How could you think otherwise?"

"Because you moved me."

"That was great effort on my part," Tobias says. "We wouldn't be having this conversation if I didn't have a great deal of control."

I swallow. "Oh." I say again.

He leans over and kisses me again. "Go shower," he says. "I'll meet you downstairs."

I look at him curiously. "Are you not going to shower?"

"I need a cold one, preferably far away from where I know you'll be naked."

I blush a deep crimson. "Smart."

He kisses me again and this time it lasts longer and I place my hand on his cheek. But as I begin to deepen the kiss, because at the moment that's all I can think about doing, he pulls away, scowling at me.

"You are a very bad girl," he says.

I grin at him. "Sorry."

"No, you're not. But I'll forgive you anyway."

He gets off of the bed and grabs a change of clothes before heading for the door. He looks back at me and winks and the butterflies dive straight down into me I squirm where I'm sitting, because I can't do anything else at the moment. But I'm sure it's very evident on my face, the way that he makes me feel. I need to practice keeping a straight face for when we're down in training.

I take a deep breath when he exits the room. I need a cold shower of my own.