I woke up to a couple soft kisses on my neck, and a blinding sun peeking through the curtains. I took a second to come back to reality, smiling when I realised who was linked in my arms. "Good morning."

"Hey." She yawned, making me yawn too.

We stayed in a hug for a few minutes before she decided to stretch. "Where you going?"

"To make us some breakfast. Plus, I need to freshen up." She giggled.

"I'll make breakfast." I sat up with her. As much as I'd love to be pampered, we both know I'm the better cook. "You go have a shower."

"Thank you." She smiled, running her hands through her messy hair.

I eventually let her leave the bed, enjoying the view as she slipped on my t-shirt and boxers again. She scolded me when she noticed my staring, even though I know she secretly likes it.

"I'll be back in a second."

"Don't have too much fun without me."

She left the room and I dragged myself out of bed, tossing a hoodie over my head before following her out the door, heading to the kitchen.

"You just missed Mom, she got called into work." Rebecca was slumped on a chair at the dining table, slowly eating some cereal.

"Too much wine last night?" I laughed at her zombie-like state.

"That obvious?"

"You look like you got hit by a bus." I smiled, opening the cupboard to find some eggs.

"Thanks." She placed her empty bowl in the dishwasher. "Where's your better half?"

"In the shower." I shrugged, ignoring her nicknames. It's strange how normal it feels, and how easily Becca accepted it.

"Well I'm going to get changed, I'm meeting some of the girls later... keep it PG-13."

"Yes, ma'am." I saluted while she dragged herself out of the room.

I fried a few eggs and some bacon. The toast popped just as Cami came strolling into the room wearing one of my blue hoodies and her black shorts. "Smells good."

"It's almost done."

She sat at the table watching me cook, twisting her damp hair into two plaited that rested on each shoulder, while lots of straggly strands framing her face.

"Becca's going out later and Mom's gone to work." I filled her in while I grabbed us some cutlery. "Benjamin's asleep, I presume."

"Thank you." She smiled as I handed her the plate. "What are you doing today?"

"You are going out with Zoe today, then going out with me, tonight."

"What?"

"Can I take you out tonight?"

I'm not sure why I sounded nervous, we go out all the time, and it's not like she's going to say no.

"Mhm, I'll have to think about it." She tried to act serious but I could see the smile creeping across her face. "How do you know I'm going out with Zoe?"

"She's coming to pick you up in less than an hour."

"Okay..."

She sounded confused but went along with the plan, eating her breakfast in silence, with just a few glances and giggles.

We both finished and picked up our plates, leaving them in the dishwasher.

"So... where are we going?" She leant against the worktop.

"Out- for dinner." I stood before her, stepping close so I could tower slightly.

"As friends or...?"

I know what she's doing. She's making me say it now.

I placed my hands either side of her, lowering myself to whisper onto her lips.

"I'm going to fuck the word 'friend' out of your vocabulary."

"Do it then."

"Oh I will." I brought a hand to her shoulder, flicking the plait off her neck so I could wrap my hands around the back of it. "But first, you're going to go out with Zoe to pick a pretty little dress for me to rip off later."

"It's a date." She smirked. "I'll go get changed."

"Not so fast." I tut, grabbing both sides of her waist to pick her up, placing her on the kitchen's countertop.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning in for a kiss. Her legs wrapped around my waist and she pressed her lips harshly to mine, using her fingers in my hair to keep our faces close.

I began rubbing myself softly in between her spread legs, earning me a gasp. My lips trailed to her neck, sucking and taking the tender skin between my teeth, nibbling it softly.

"Theo... I need to get ready..." She attempted to whine, but the gasps in between reduced the seriousness. After another few seconds I decided it's best, besides, in just a few more hours I'll have her completely to myself.

Her chest rose and fell as we caught our breaths. She hopped down off the counter and she went to my room to get changed while I went for a shower.

My heart skipped ten beats when he asked me out. I didn't think he'd do it so soon, and frankly I thought it would be a joint thing, where we both decide to go on a date. When he mentioned Zoe I quickly realised what the two of them have really been conspiring about.

I was too eager to wait until tonight to know what's really going to happen.

"So... where are we going?" I leant against the worktop, glancing up and him.

"Out- for dinner." He stepped closer, looking down on me just like I hoped he would.

'Dinner' isn't going to cut it for me, and he knows that. "As friends or...?"

I knew this was the only way to get it out of him. His hands rested on the counter behind me, brushing off my hips. His lips were centimetres from mine, so close I could feel his breath.

"I'm going to fuck the word 'friend' out of your vocabulary."

That's exactly what I wanted to hear. His words could be felt in the bottom of my stomach that just did a summersault.

"Do it then."

"Oh I will." One of hands moved the plait off my shoulder, snaking his hand around the back of my neck. I titled my head to look at him, trying to contain my emotions and keep a straight face. "But first, you're going to go out with Zoe to pick a pretty little dress for me to rip off later."

"It's a date." I smirked, growing wet from the situation. "I'll go get changed."

"Not so fast..."

*

My hair was practically dry and now wavy from the braids. I danced around his room while getting dressed, slipping on some ripped jeans and a soft blue sweater. I pulled out my phone to text Zoe, just to see I already have a text from her.

*On my way, be there in five*

I tossed my phone on the bed and started to slip on my shoes when the door opened. Theo came in, rubbing a towel over his head with only a small towel around his waist.

My eyes immediately trailed down his body to his still damp torso. He began chuckling, so I snapped my eyes back to his, distracting myself by looking at his damp curly hair instead.

"You ok?"

"More than." I smiled, slipping my foot into my converse. "Zoe's on her way."

"That was quick." He complained, leaving the towel around his neck while he searched for clothes. I watched his toned back move while he reached for a shirt on the top shelf.

He glanced back to see me sat on my bed observing.

"A picture would last longer-" he joked, making me roll my eyes.

"Shut up."

"I'm not complaining, look all you want." He dropped his towel and I glanced away respectfully like a little girl. He turned back and laughed while I looked at the screen of my phone, trying not to make eye contact. As much as I'd love to do something right now, Zoe could pull up any second.

On cue, my phone vibrated in my hand.

*i'm out front.*

"Got to go." I stood up from the bed, hooking my bag over my shoulder. By the time I turned back to him he had put boxers on and was pulling a shirt over his head.

"See you tonight."

"See you then." He smirked, stepping forward to cup my cheeks, bring his lips back to mine like a magnet.

I only gave him a couple seconds before pulling away. "Bye."

"Bye."

I gave up on hiding my smiles, walking out of his room and front door with a grin plastered across my face. I spotted Zoe's car and got in the passenger seat, dropping my bag at my feet. "Hey, how was last night?"

"So good- but first, you."

"Oh thank god I have so much to tell you. So-"