I walked into my apartment after school not expecting to be met by my parents in a heated make out in our kitchen.

"Get a room." I groaned covering my eyes from the scene.

"You can stop covering your eyes." My mom chuckled.

"You should keep track of the time so I don't have to walk in on this." I shuddered, the image still very present in my head.

"Oh I got something for you." She stepped away from my dad and grabbed her purse.

"For what?" I asked.

"Valentines Day." She pulled out a small wrapped up box.

"Aren't you supposed to get something for dad, not me?"

"Your dad will get his present later." She sent him a wink before handing me the gift she grabbed out of her purse.

I took the wrapping off to reveal a box of condoms. I don't know what I expected but I really wasn't shocked.

"Really mom?" I sighed looking down at her gift one last time.

"Well I know you are having your girlfriend over and I just wanted to make sure you guys are being safe." She grinned.

She was having too much fun with this. It was like she thrived off of my embarrassment.

"I don't want condoms from you."

The last thing I needed to think about was my mom when I was reaching for condoms.

"If it makes you feel any better your dad paid for them." She was just making things worse.

"I did what?" My dad questioned.

"Ok maybe he paid for them unknowingly. I may have taken some money from his wallet to get them for you." She confessed.

So typical. I knew this was going to lead to some unnecessary bickering and me leaving so I didn't have to witness what came after the bickering.

"You took money from my wallet?" My dad raised his eyebrows at my mom.

"We are married, what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours." My mom explained.

"That's funny because I remember when we went out to the diner for date night one time and you ordered curly fries and I got normal fries. I took some off of your plate and you smacked my hand away from your plate and took them all back. You said if I wanted curly fries then I should have gotten them myself." He crossed his arms over his chest.

"You don't mess with a women and her food." My mom shook her head at my dad.

"That I've learned." He agreed.

They just stared at each other for a second and I knew that was my cue to get as far away from them as possible.

"Ok as fun as this is, I'm going to my room." I turned and made a beeline to my escape.

—

"Put this on." Caitlynn held up the set of underwear.

It was black and lacy, I had gotten it for myself after Holden cheated on me. I had taken a therapy shopping day and it resulted in me buying two new underwear sets and a dress I don't think I have ever worn.

"Valentines Day isn't just about sex Cait." I took the matching set from her.

"Do you know what I'm wearing under this?" He gestured to her outfit.

"I don't think I want to know." I shook my head.

"An old sports bra and a pair of cotton boy short underwear. I'm wearing this because I'm single and not getting any tonight but you are not single and hopefully getting more action than I am. You got to look presentable."

"You know I might not be having sex tonight." I told her.

"Can't hurt to be prepared." She just waved me off.

I was nervous. Me and Trevor haven't taken that step in our relationship yet. There had been times before that I wanted to but it was always the wrong time. I couldn't help but have some insecurities about myself. Holden had went somewhere else to get whatever he wasn't getting from me. I never bothered to ask why he did it but I knew part of me always thought it was because I wasn't enough for him. I didn't want Trevor to feel the same way.

—

"Happy Valentine's Day." Trevor grinned and pulled me into a kiss.

I just got to his apartment, he decided that instead of going out he was going to get take out and we would stay in for the night. His parents went out and wouldn't be back until tomorrow, they were apparently getting some much needed alone time.

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too." I said once we pulled apart.

"I know it's not much but when I had told Caitlynn I was going to take you out to a nice restaurant she smacked the back of my head and told me to think of something else. I would repeat the threats she made but I don't know if I want to repeat that." He shuddered.

"This is perfect and I'm sorry for my best friend she can be very-,"

"Graphic? Violent?" Trevor interrupted.

I just shook my head.

"I got Chinese takeout, I was going to get food from that Italian restaurant you like but they were so busy we wouldn't have gotten our food until like ten. So I figured nothing beats some good Chinese food." He placed the containers on the table in the living room.

"This is amazing Trevor, best Valentine's Day ever." I beamed.

I didn't care what we did, just being here with him was everything.

"I also got you this." He walked into the living room with holding his surprise and put it down in the table by our food.

"Oh my god how did you know I would want this?" I was basically jumping up and down at this point.

"Caitlynn." He stated.

Of course only my best friend would know the true way to my heart.

"I just can't believe you would do this." I jumped up and wrapped my arms around him.

"If I knew it would get this reaction I would have gotten you a fruit bouquet a long time ago." He chuckled.

I sat back down and plucked a flower shaped pineapple from the bouquet and shoved it into my mouth. It wasn't my fault, the fruit just looked too good to wait another second.

"Best Valentine's Day ever." I sighed.

—

I had been in Trevor's room before but being in here alone with the ability to actually look around was something new to me. I looked at the trophies he had lined up on a shelf above his dresser. Each one for baseball, I never really asked him about why he didn't play anymore and he never seemed to talk about it.

"Snooping?" He asked when he walked into his room.

"Why did you stop playing?" I questioned.

"I got kicked off the team."

"What?" I spun around to look at him.

"I barely remember a time in my life that I didn't play baseball. My parents weren't super inclined to put me in sports but as a kid I just had so much energy. They threw me into soccer but I wasn't that into it. I liked running around but for the most part I didn't really care for it. So when I got old enough they put me in baseball. I immediately loved it, it was the only thing I talked about. I would watch the games on tv, I would drag my dad to the field most evenings to practice with me. I was on the team in middle school and the town travel team.

"The summer before freshman year I was playing for the travel team. Me and this kid really didn't get along, we butted heads every second of every day. The coach tried to get us to find some sort of common ground but anytime we talked it turned into an argument. It was our first game of the season and he was the pitcher. I was on second and the guy on my base was trying to steal. I yelled for him to turn and catch the kid but like always he ignored me. At the end of the game I picked a fight, I started yelling at him for never listening to me. The fight turned physical and since he was the coach's son I got kicked off the team and he got no punishment. I decided I was done with the sport and that if that's the kind of guys that were going to be on my team then I didn't want to play." He explained.

"You shouldn't let some annoying boys ruin the game you love." I told him.

I felt awful that he stopped playing because of that. I could tell how much he enjoyed the game and it was sad that he walked away because guys are idiots.

"It was right after that actually that Zach moved in next door. I spent the rest of the summer helping him train so he could try out for the high school team. I liked being on the field with him and going to the batting cages with him. Even though I'm not on the team doesn't mean I can't play the game and Zach helps me do that."

I just smiled. I knew how close Zach and Trevor were and it was nice to see that Zach was able to help Trevor hold onto that love of baseball even after he gave it up.

I turned around to look at the trophies again but a box on his dresser caught my eye.

"You have any expectations for tonight?" I held the box up to him.

"No of course not." He shook his head.

"Relax I'm joking." I laughed.

"Actually my mom got them for me."

"Your mom got you condoms?" I felt my face go red. "Does she think that we are-,"

"I don't even try to understand what my mom is thinking. All I know is that we are not using those." He took the box from my hand and placed them back on his dresser.

"What do you not want to?" I felt like hiding.

What if Trevor actually didn't want to have sex with me. What if he didn't find me attractive enough. My mind couldn't help but let all the what if's cloud my thoughts.

"I want to, I do but when we do I don't think I want to use condoms my mom gave me," he walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I let myself relax into him. The feeling of being in his arms was like nothing else. This was my happy place and I didn't see that changing.

I leaned up and pressed my lips against his. I wanted this, I just hope that it's the right moment.

He immediately responded, the kiss didn't take long before it became more intense and heated. He slowly moved me so that the back of my knees hit the edge of his bed.

"Do you want this?" He asked.

"Yes." I nodded, pressing my lips against his again.

This was seriously the best Valentines Day ever.