Cloud & Jasper's Apartment

It hadn't taken long at all to get to his apartment, they got her truck and soon she was parked and inside standing and staring at him in the hallway, following him to the laundry room. She hadn't been fully aware he'd be shirtless, she would have been more thoughtful about her eyes and facial expression, quickly closing the gap between her lips and looking down, nodding. "I'd take off my shirt..but I'm a girl..so yeah." She was blushing so much! Seeing just his simple stomach that was so perfect looking, she'd seen a boy naked and it didn't hit her quite as hard as just his chest did. 'Whoa' seemed to be the only way to phrase it just right.

She was still blushing as she spoke up again, rambling less (thankfully) "Uhm, can I have a shirt and shorts?" She nodded "And a place to change." Sputtering over her words, eyes pausing to linger at his chest and her face turned a bit redder across her cheekbones. She bit her lip and met his eyes, chewing on the inside of her lip and feeling absolutely idiotic.

He'd handed her some clothes that she took from him quickly, just aching to be away from such an awkward situation and to get out of those sticky clothes. She adjusted the clothes around her frame, pulling the draw string a bit, she wasn't thin thin. She had a nice set of hips, but she wasn't heavy, she was thin but not in a skeleton sort of way. His shirt hung strangely on her since she was so much smaller then him. Not that he was fat, he just just more build then her. The shirt pretty much went as far out as her chest and then just hung down to her mid thigh. She adjusted the clothes on herself until she knew there was no hope and ran he fingers through her hair.

This apartment was so incredible! It smelled like cookies and sunsets and happiness and joy all bottled into one- well surely this had to be like what that stuff would smell like! She wondered if they had a gay roommate that kept things in order or a maid, it was so neat and cozy here! She walked out of the room after washing her face and held her sopping clothes in her hands, of course she'd kept on her bra and underwear. Wether the were a bit wet or not she wasn't gonna hand him her thong and bra and ask him to put the washer on delicate!

They walked into the kitchen and she smiled at him, giggling as he opened the fridge to reveal some kool-aid, and red at that. "Ah, convenient." She shook her head with a smile "I'll have some kool-aid." She nodded "Please." she added not wanting to sound stingy!

He was grinning at her when she came in, making her blush and reply with a mumble "Well, you're tall and I'm small." She shrugged "I wasn't expecting them to be perfectly tailored." Running a quick hand through her hair and taking the cup of kool-aid he'd poured her.

They walked through two rooms on the way into a big room with a dance floor area and a huge tv, her eyes widened looking around the place with her jaw dropped. "Holy...whoa. This place is amazing." She looked at the huge dvd selection as he mentioned it, her face covered in that jaw-dropping awe she felt on the inside. "You pick." She nodded, honestly afraid that if she touched something she'd owe him millions, it was..woah. She sat down on the couch and curled her legs under her, looking around the dim room, hearing soft music. "I love this song." She nodded, smiling.

How could someone be both rich (or wealthy enough to afford such an amazing place furnished with the most amazing things she'd ever seen!). Small town life- well she'd never seen a tv that big, second biggest she'd ever seen (but only counting the movie theater ones). She couldn't quite take it all in! Her home had always been subtly furnished with a little television in the living room, but enough boardgames for a bunch of friends. but that was as good as it got- and that was nothing compared to this!

She shook her head, pouting at him "Well, I'm not going to go naked." She laughed "And I feel completely un-swallowed." She stuck out her tongue at him and then he asked her to dance and she kinda blushed- a lot- as usual. She bit her lip as if lost in some deep thought about whether to dance with him or not. Of course she wanted to! It was a give in! He was a hottie with a body! And a personality, she wasn't just thinking about his looks though they seemed to be hypnotizing.

She listened to his story about the house and nodded "I understand- but still, you're living the good life! My truck seems like..well..hell compared to this place!" She nodded. She was thinking though, about how to dance with him, she wasn't quite sure? Slow dance? Or oh gosh, the only kind of dancing she'd ever done involved awkward things- Tommy made her! Well not made her, but he'd told her it would look hot or something and being so young she listened! She nodded "Dance with me then." She nodded, smirking slightly at him and running a quick hand through her hair still wondering how to approach the situation. Sh felt like a little kid at her first big-girl dance.

She shrugged "Ah, wouldn't be awkward for you though." She said sarcastically "Only for your brother." Head shaking with a laugh, blush coloring her cheekbones again. He was so cute, just talking to sweetly, not at all like most guys who would already be offering for her to do that. It was just what she was so used to! And to think! Country boys were supposed to be so sweet and innocent, well that was something simply conjured by tv shows and movies about unrealistic romances.

She pouted at him, sympathetically "That must've been lame." She shook her head "Either way- country life is pretty lame in itself, rumors spread fast and stupid stories don't go away for years because drama is so rare." She nodded, still frowning slightly.

And then he put her arms around his neck and his arms around her waist and her heart must've stopped beating for a second there, her stomach so full of butterflies to be actually touching him. Golly. He was so strongly built, nice muscles and big manly hands on her waist making her blush happily. They were swaying a bit to the beat and there was space between them, he wasn't feeling her up which was nice,and he was just so gentle (yet graceful) with his movements she felt like jumping up and down in happiness. "This is nice." She admitted, blushing.

She was blushing, so maybe no guy would object to seeing a girl naked! It made her feel..different that he was saying it to her and of course she blushed and bit her lip, nodding slightly "Boys will be boys." She murmured with a soft laugh, still swaying to the beat with him.

It was nice, how just his hands on her hips made it the best dance she’s ever had, song slowing with the last minute or so and she took a quick step forward and leaned her head shyly on his shoulder. It was only one step though! She wasn’t pushing herself on top of him, merely resting her head! But she liked the wave of butterflies it sent through her stomach, surely he wouldn’t mind, she wasn’t intruding was she? Biting her lip, still swaying to the beat as the begriming of a new song rang into their ears. She didn’t move just yet though- not really ready to move away from him, just kinda stood there with her head on his shoulder and her arms there too, just sawing a little bit to a beat that was rising and falling before realizing she should probably stop dancing with him. He’d said one song, right!? She took a step back, tried to ignore the blush on her cheeks and sat down on the couch.

Taking a deep breath “So! Movies...” She nodded, wondering which he would pick.

She watched him from the corner of her eye, a bit distracted by the lovely place she was sitting in. Afraid to even move on the couch because it was so nice she was scared to bits that a simple movement could make it go tubing and breaking. He told her to tell him a number and she gave him her full attention, swinging her legs out in front of her and leaning her arms on her thighs, craning forward a bit. "Um! Eight." She nodded and watched him count and grab a dvd and put it in the player.

He sat down and then stood back up, running off to the other room and leaving her there to think, just blushing at the mere thought of his name! How pathetic she was, she'd just met him and it was almost four in the morning, but his presence was keeping her wide awake. He came back in with popcorn and some of that bubbly drink, her smiling softly (she'd turned twenty one a few months ago and could still remember the tastes of all the drinks she'd eagerly tried). He sat down next to her murmuring how it was 'just in case' she shrugged and felt that blanket go over her legs, freshly shaved a few hours before the movie, she loved the feeling of the soft blanket on her soft legs. "That's very true," Stevie beamed and turned her attention to the screen. "What's the name of this movie?"

One minute she was sitting and the next she was sliding, it was a slow little thing that she hadn't really noticed. Her legs must've helped with the slide and within a few seconds her hip bumped his lightly and her face turned red, completely aware of every part of her that had even a point of pressure from his touch. Her arm was touching his -barely- and her hip and his of course and their shoulders were pressed together. She looked down for a minute and looked up at him, taking the bottle of the drink happily,and bringing it to her lips only to take a little sip. She smiled at him "It's the good stuff." She shook her head with a laugh and looked at the movie.

"It's not one I've seen I don' think." She watched it closely for about a minute and then peaked at him from the corner of her eye, taking the bowl of popcorn and resting where their legs were touching a little, onto of the blanket. Taking a handful of the popcorn she let out a little sigh and let her head tilt back against the couch, relaxing. It was like a big teddy bear, hugging her, such a comfy couch. She'd forgotten there was such a thing as comfort after all the time she spent in that truck!

She seemed to never stop blushing, trying as hard as she could to not let her eyes wander to the side throughout the movie. Before she'd be able to even think about it though her eyes would meet his and they'd look away from each other. Stevie was having the hardest time following the movie because she couldn't get concentrated on it when he was so close to her and her eyes kept on wandering to him. It was terrible really, she'd always had the easiest time getting movies, not easily distracted. She was the girl you went to those movies that would make no sense until the end- and she'd know what was happening the entire time. He'd seemed to change that though, for the time being.

The pitter patter of rain was heard suddenly on the roof and she felt the couch shift a little as he turned towards the window, she stared at a spot on the tv trying to count the amount of pixels and seem distracted. The television went off, all the color coating the screen fading to the center and then going black, she looked at Cloud in the dark unaware of herself leaning into him. "Powers out?" She murmured, that had to be it right? She wasn't drunk -of course not, she'd not drank that much- but she was a little bit out of it, trying not to focus on him and trying to pay attention to the movie. No doubt the alcohol hadn't helped.

Stevie watched him stand up and took his hand, gladly, not just because of the dark and risk of bumping into things (though that was definitely part of it!) but also because she liked how her little hand fit into his bigger one. Ah! Maybe she was some touch-crazed-girl, someone who constantly needed physical contact. She couldn't be though, she assured herself inwardly while he gathered some supplies and opened the door to the basement.

She looked around, it was very basement-esc, the basic and normal stuff and two mattresses, he muttered something about the weather messing things up and things about tornadoes. She was scared- she'd heard about them but never been in one, the part of the country she was in had only had one and it was before she was born. So she didn't exactly understand the situation or how these things went. "It's fine." She lied, shaking her head, it wasn't a complete lie! She didn't have to pretend to watch the movie anymore, her mind was grateful for that. She'd gone so long without sleep! Midnight movies and pizza and then a movie and dancing and now a tornado, well tonight was quite interesting. She walked over and sat down on one of the mattresses, dusted wafted up around her, but not much, only a little and she didn't mind it much.

"It's cold." She whispered, looking up at him.

He put the blanket over her shoulders and she curled up, her legs under her, scooting towards him until her hip touched his. The feeling he gave her when he was around made her all warm and blushing so this helped greatly, she was warm already. "Thanks." She offered him a smile, looking around the room as he put down the radio and came back, muttering about his brother.

She looked at him, turning herself more towards him, just a little bit, her knee resting against his thigh since she was curled up the way she was. "He's a big boy," Stevie shook her head, smiling and trying to be comforting, looking into his eyes as she spoke. "I'm sure he'll be fine, he's probably not even phased, maybe he's in someone's house right now or curling up to sleep in a different basement." Maybe her ramblings were making it worse- she was scared, she wasn't quite sure what to say to make herself feel better, much less anyone else! And then she felt like a selfish person because of it!

Twenty questions? Well she'd heard of that game, it sounded cool, she'd not heard too much. Just the basic rules and stuff, she was kinda familiar with it because a girl she met in Ohio had asked her a few questions and they'd alternated, it was the same idea. "Alright, you ask me one first." She nodded.

Stevie was blushing because she'd been thinking about all things Cloud at that moment. It was ironic he'd seemed to ask that right when her mind wandered to their touching hips and the way it felt when he held her hand. It was stupid too because she'd managed to go a few minutes without thinking about it and had only just began to as he'd asked. She considered lying for a moment and then realized that she'd always been a terrible liar anyways so there would be no real point in doing it.

"The tornado," not a lie, it was there, somewhere in the back of her mind "The movie," Lie "you." She nodded, face going red on that one and trying to move along quickly. She really never blushed this much! She was shy and all but never to the point where every word or slip up made her face turn red for five minutes on end! "and for my question for you.. What're you thinking about?" Looking down and stealing his question. She couldn't focus enough to think of her own, she was trying to stop blushing.

He shifted, and tried to read her. He knew there was the possibility of lieing or making something random up. He wanted to know if he could read her, he wanted to see if he could tell when she was lieing...would she lie? Her eyes had hesitation piercing threw them, what was there to be nervous about?

Stevie spoke rather quietly, naming off the tornado, the movie...then him, her face turned tomato red and he help back the grin trying to appear on his lips. She was moving past the topic and quickly retaliated the question.

She wanted to know now...what HE was thinking.

"I'm thinking.." he paused for a moment, stroked his chin as if thinking extremely hard, then in one suave, smooth movement, hooked his index finger beneath her chin and brought her lips to his. He pressed his soft lips to hers, the one hand under her chin, the other behind his back with his fingers crossed. Good luck that she wouldn't bust out and beat him with a stick or something.

Her face was still red with her embarrassment, she was so stupid having told him! Surely he would kick her out or something, maybe even think she was insane or something! Stevie's thoughts were a little over the top but still, she had a right to both embarrassed of her words and nervous for his reply. She was facing him almost entirely, her lips so close to his suddenly as he hooked a finger beneath her chin, blinking a moment and then feeling his lips against hers.

Her whole face must have been somewhere between crimson and hot pink, or maybe both, or one..she couldn't quite think straight. She closed her eyes and reached out to him, wrapping her arms limply around his neck and cupping his cheek in one weak hand. She was still blushing so bad when she turned her head from his, to take a breath which was hard because he'd seem to have sucked all the oxygen from the room. And she was extremely nervous that she was going to faint, he was..that..and..he had been thinking of kissing her?

That made her so happy, the joy all bubbly and warm in her chest, there were new waves of butterflies in her stomach as she pulled her arms from around his neck and let her hands fall limp into her lap. What was she supposed to say? She was sure if she opened her mouth something stupid like 'whoa' would fall out! It was true though, she'd been kissed and it was cool and all, but that was..Ah! Whoa indeed.

"So I wasn't the only one then.." Stammering about her words, face red, peaking up at him.

She blushed again, all night? Really? Ah she was so completely and totally happy, nodding "Me too." Meeting his eyes with a bright smile, even in the darkness of the room. And he apologized and she wanted to laugh! As if she could even think of where they were as long as she was with him! And kissing him! Ha, as if that was even on her mind when he was so close to her, she could barely breathe much less think. She shook her head "Don't be sorry, I don't mind, one bit." She laughed, assuring him in a light, hopeful, happy voice.

And then she realized how true that statement was, about that place being so .. unappealing. She looked around suddenly with wide eyes, scooting somehow closer to him, hip pressed against his, hand grabbing lightly at his arm. "Now that you mention it..it is kind of scary." She nodded, looking out into the darkness of the room around them.

She scooted closer to him, agreeing that it was rather intimidating down there.
He nodded and pulled the blanket up closer to them. The radio cut off and on and in between songs gave them updates on the weather. "Wildest weather we've seen in months! Tornados in the area yet it's sleeting!

The extremes all seem to be happening, wherever you are it is highly recommended to stay there, forget about driving, just stay there. Get underground if possible. Back to you Tim." and the rest of the news played out. Cloud rolled his eyes. "I wasn't planning on going anywhere anyway, but it's probably best we stay down here." He leaned back comfortably on the mattress,
"In your opinion, what's the worst color, your absolute least favorite?" he asked taking his "turn" in the game.

She was frowning at the weather, she didn't like that one bit! Dangerous weather was stupid and no fun. But at least they were in the basement and safe from the tornado! And to top it off they were underground just like the man had said and she got to be trapped with him! So it was okay.

"Red." She nodded "I love all other colors but red annoys me- when it's in large amounts." She ran a hand through her hair, tossing it back behind her, trying to think of a question, "What's your favorite song and once you've picked it sing me the chorus." She giggled, she'd thought of a good enough question which was nice! It took some effort to get her thoughts to be perfectly clear but it was nice to actually think of something she could say out loud. She was mostly only thinking of how cute he was or that kiss. It was weird because when you really think about it they kinda just ended up acting as if it didn't happen -in a way. They just started talking again.

She was thankful there was no awkward silence.

"I never really liked aquamarine, never had much against it either but you've made a good point, it is a pretty strange color." Stevie nodded, smiling softly at him. He was very handsome, he had a nice house, good hair, a nice body, but she hadn't been aware he could sing! He was the complete package of everything any girl could ever even dream of having all to herself! And Stevie wasn't saying she'd spend forever with him- or that he'd want to spend anymore time at all with her!- but whoever ended up with him would be damn lucky.

She hadn't realized her jaw had dropped as Cloud sang and she broke into a smile as if to cover it up, she peaked up at him an met his eyes. "..You're amazing." She shook her head, trying to clear it, really! It wasn't fair that he could sing and look like that! He was the kind of guy who weakened the legs of every girl he walked by. "Really- and that song is really good." But he'd made it great,not that she'd dare actually say that out loud or anything.

"Somewhere with an ocean- I've only seen them from my car window. And I've always wanted to swim in one." She smiled "Ever since I was like..five. Lakes- rivers, been there, swam in that but the ocean just seems so perfect." She took a moment to think of a question good enough for him to answer- didn't want to have waistful questions! "How many girlfriends have you ever had?" She raised an eyebrow at him with a laugh, face flushing. She was secretly expecting him to have a list that lasted for a few hours.

Her jaw dropped when he started singing and he bit his lip.
(am I that terrible..?) She complimented him soon after and he took a breath of relief.
He hoped he hadn't damaged her ear drums already!he absent mindedly scratched his belly slightly revealing his stomach again, a tattoo being revealed right below his belly button and the bottom of the tat slightly hidden by the top of the shorts.
"You've never been to the ocean......?" His face was easy to read here, total disbelief. She gave him a convincing nod and his jaw dropped. "You're serious...?!? OK wow, yeah I'm taking you. It's NOT far from here when the weather is good...I'm taking you."
He informed her proudly.
"How Many girlfriends...um..Well.
There was Kylie Brooks, she was my highschool sweetheart..when we broke up totally lost all connections with her, Bridget Michaels but she hated that name so I called her Bridgey, there were two whom I'd rather not mention because their names are like poison on my tongue," he said kind of sarcastically. Alysun Cambridge and Zoey Lapage." he nodded remember everyone in great detail.
"How many boyfriends have you had?" he asked, retaliating the question.

She beamed at him, take her to the ocean? As if she'd want to go with someone else! Ha, She spoke softly, blushing "I'd love that." She met his eyes and offered him her smile, watching it spread over his lips too. She felt she was stupid- for liking him this much, she shouldn't especially because they'd just met.

"Ah, so you've really only had that many?" Mouth parted in mute amazement, really? She didn't expect him to be some player, but he was..he was whoa. Everything about him screamed perfection- there was no way that he must have had to turn down dozens of girls in his lifetime to have had that few girlfriends! "I mean like...I would have expected you to have more." she added, ah it sounded like she thought he was a player, or something along those lines. "Like- I mean..you're very good looking and stuff- good personality so I would've expected there were more girls who you'd gone out with." her face was so red! She kind of wished she hadn't started talking since he made it hard for her to stop.

She didn't really have to think about the answer to this one- of course. "One guy- Tommy, it was..pretty serious." She looked down "We went out for a long time I broke up with him..it was messy." Shaking her head at the flashbacks that came to mind. "He was the reason I left as soon as high school got out." Throwing out random things she should have just kept to herself now because she was so embarrassed of her past. How had she been so foolish to let Tomas manipulate her like that? He'd been using her for all of the dirty things they did. And looking back she realized what a complete fool she'd been.

"I wish it weren't tornado-ing so we could go now." She pouted, shaking her head "Stupid weather." she was very much annoyed, she was all to eager to see him shirtless again. She was foolish and feeble around him. It was stupid but she liked all the butterflies she had in her stomach just from being around him.

Stevie blushed, looking down, she liked that he thought that. She giggled happily "Thanks." peaking up at him - she found herself peaking up at him a lot, he made her nervous. And then he asked that question and it was decision time, she could easily lie to him well not so much, she'd feel absolutely terrible if he even fell for the lie. She sighed lowly "It's a long story." Cloud nodded, obviously wanting her to continue and she looked into the darkness of the basement surrounding them.

"Me and Tommy- well I was young, he was a year older then me and he'd been living by me for a long time but one day we met and just hit it off- we kissed and within a few weeks we were having sex and stuff," She was blushing, tears in her eyes - remembering. "He made me so happy. Everyday after school he'd come over and every night he'd stay until he got all that he wanted -sex and stuff." Yeah, and stuff "And then he would leave me to go home..eventually I came to my senses about it- but it had been a year and everyone knew we were going out. No one knew what we were doing..but everyone knew we were together..and he was humiliated that I was the one to break it off with him..so he started telling people about the stuff we did." Staring intently into the blackness.

"Mom and dad found out and the rest of the town found out..and no one would be my friend- I guess they were all too busy calling me a slut." She turned to glance at him over her shoulder "I'm not a slut though,really," Pausing and turning away so she could let go of some of her tears "it was only him- no one else- he said he loved me." a quiet sob coming from my chest.

She was crying now, full on- not bawling, no she'd gotten past the days where she just couldn't stop crying. That was in the beginning, when she first fell victim to Tommy spreading that around- and that had hurt her, bad. But now she could just cry, simple tears with only sadness in her heart, not anger or frustration. But it was sadness at the memories of the pain, not the pain itself. She leaned into him, her back leaned against his arm, hair falling into her face as he spoke about beating him up and she just about smiled- not quite, but he was making things better.

She turned toward him then, burying her face against his chest, leaning her forehead on his shoulder and letting the tears fall- she didn't sob. She just sat there quietly and let herself fall to pieces for the first time in a while. She was happy that she told him- him over anyone else, he wouldn't judge her. She was also happy- no grateful for once of the butterflies and constant blush Cloud gave her. It was hard to cry when just being around someone made you feel all happy and giddy. Her heart was pounding at his closeness and her stomach was full of happy, dancing butterflies.

She pulled her head from his shoulder, whipping the underneath of her eyes with her left hand and running her right hand through her hair. "Ah- I'm sorry," Stevie tried to laugh it off, just a small little laugh "I'm falling to pieces over nothing." She shook her head at herself. "I should be over it by now." She met his eyes in the dark and smiled a little- he had that effect on her.

Cloud let her cry on him, her leaning into him as he caressed her back calmly and like a supporter would. Her tears dripped down her perfect face and onto his wife beater T-shirt.

Not that he minded but he could feel every tiny wet drop that met his skin through the thin material.
She apologized, all sorry that she'd gotten a small amount of make-up and some tears on him, he shook his head. "Clothes wash, tears dry..it's fine.." and he patted her knee.

"Falling to pieces over nothing..? Are you crazy? You have every right to be upset." He frowned, "and from what I've grasped it wasn't all THAT long ago...being over it would be like..wonder woman or something. I don't see any fancy capes." He shook his head, "This guy's name is gonna forever be in my head ya know....and if I ever meet him..he WILL be turned to mulch." He bit his lip "I realize I've known you for a very very short time, but somehow you sparked something in me and I've already found a pretty strong connection between you and me..and protectiveness kinda comes with the territory." He shrugged.

Stevie liked this- his hand on her back and his comforting words. He was sweet and tender and so warm and cozy, she liked him so much, friend wise even. "You're too nice." she shook her head at him, wiping a few more of her tears away as he patted her knee. She felt a little thrill go through her at his momentary touch.

He was talking about wonder woman - and capes and she found herself laughing lightly, "Maybe I'm just not wearing my cape right now." She joked, still a little upset about remembering. She'd been trying not to- it just brings up old feelings and that familiar hopelessness. But for once she didn't feel hopeless- hopeful instead. Maybe it was Cloud, or maybe it was just that she had someone to comfort her this time instead of spending another night curled up in bed and crying, alone.

"If you beat him up I'd probably have to be your best friend forever." She nodded, smiling at him and reaching to touch the spot where some of her mascara had come off on his shirt and some tears with a frown. holding her hand there lightly "Sorry though- about your shirt." Shaking her head at herself she sighed and leaned in to press her lips to his cheek. "You're a great guy, Cloud, seriously." she pulled her hand from his chest, letting it fall limply next to her, smiling softly at him.

She was practically snuggling with him! He grinned to himself silently until she softly told him he was too nice. He rolled his eyes, "You're easy to be nice to." She was too, she hadn't been rude, or even playfully rude, she hadn't shoved him off like he was trash and she was the hottest thing in the world..even if she was. She seemed to appreciate his concern, she smiled when he touched her knee and he returned the expression.

"True true, you may be wonder woman in disguise, I shouldn't doubt you." he teased, "although the hair isn't near dark enough." He flopped back on the bed laying comfortably sprawled wherever she wasn't and let out a yawn before balling back up.

"Best friend forever? Pssssh address please?" He smirked, yet slightly serious. She pecked his cheek, told him he was a great guy and let her hand linger on his chest for another couple of seconds before drawing it back and laying it in her lap. He felt the heat emerge when her lips touched his cheek, it turned red under her touch. "You have me feeling like a middle school kid with his first crush Stevie." he said almost a whine.

"Maybe- I'm wearing a wig." She raised an eyebrow delicately, smiling softly at him "And maybe- you're superman." He could be, really, the muscles, he was hot..superman was supposed to be hot, right? He'd have him beat though, either way. And she was so pathetic because she could just swear her hand was still warm from when she'd touched his stomach. She felt so foolish! She hadn't felt this way about Tommy- it was more lusting after him when actually liking him. Cloud was amazing, as a person and in looks. It was just..different for her.

Was his face red? That had Stevie blushing happily, peaking up at him as he said that- that thing about crushes. She blushed deeper and met his eyes, raising an eyebrow "Are you saying you have a crush on me Cloud?" A little laugh escaping her, she was beaming- more then happy to hear him say that. She hadn't felt happy in a long time- she hadn't felt this happy ever, really.

"I think I might just have a crush on you." She nodded, ha! Might, that was a joke- she'd first seen him and practically melted on the spot. She had a crush on him, crush may even be a bit of an understatement. But what did she know! She thought she was in love with Tommy and yet her 'crush' on cloud felt stronger!

As if her face weren't red enough! Leather! She was giggling lightly "Well, I'll be sure to get a nice leather outfit." tossing her head to the side as if to hide her face as she laughed, he was too funny. And too cute. But she was already blushing so she was trying not to think about how completely whoa he was, it only made it worse. "Bat man?" Raising an eyebrow "I like it."

She was enjoying this somehow more then before- his face was red and so was hers! And she was happy to see his face coated in the bright color too so she didn't feel like she only one going bonkers. "It wasn't- really." Shaking her head "honest." It was also very nice to know that he liked her- enough to where he thought it was obvious! Maybe she just hadn't noticed, or maybe he was really great at hiding his feelings!

Oh gosh! She liked the way her words got mixed for once. Sway her vote in his favor! She beamed at him, tapping her lips in thought "Any ideas?" She raised her eyebrows at him, wondering. She wouldn't mind another kiss- not that she'd actually say it! Stevie bit her lip and smiled at him.

"You've already got most of that." She mumbled, blushing. It was true, he was suave and sexy, he had a nice house which meant there was money, he could fit the profile easily. She was sort of out of it, not staring at him, observing him a bit. she was imagining kissing him again, she thought of herself as dumb for this- she should really stop peaking at his lips every other second. He shook his head and she blinked- focusing.

She giggled at him "You are," Nodding "Must be the best actually- I had no idea." Watching his smile- he was just too, too cute.

She let out a trembling breath as he leaned closer, his tongue running along her bottom lip. She was going to faint. He leaned in and Stevie was completely lost in the feeling of his lips, opening her lips to his, wishing to deepen the kiss but not wanting to be stingy. She'd never felt quite this way before- his lips were so freaking soft, and he had to be the best kisser..ever. And to top that if it was Cloud, the hot guy from the movie was kissing her. It was pretty insane. She found herself moving a little closer to him and cupping his face in her hands.

She watched him get up and go to the spa, pulling off the tarp in a heap of noise and then pressing buttons which produced little beeping noises at the touch of his fingers. He got in after taking off his shirt- at this point it was hard not to be lusting after him. He had the most built stomach, and she just wanted to let out one of those giggly sighs, but she was doing good on holding it in so far and didn't want to give in. She nodded, hopping in, if the clothes had been big before they'd somehow gotten bigger, ballooning out around her as the water hit them and she blushed, pushing them down so the shirt would stop showing her midriff.

Stevie was so completely..gone. Far gone, in that kiss, his tongue running along hers sent a little shiver down her spine and had her moving still closer. And then he broke the kiss and she felt another trembling breath pass her lips as his lips went to her jaw and then neck, biting down on her lip. She was so breathless, he pulled away and she was blushing against. She was completely against that kiss ending but still thought it was unbearably adorable how he pulled away. She wouldn't have been able to, really. And she would have jumped him to kiss him again, she was trying very hard not to.

She too climbed in the warmer water, it was nice. The heat was new feeling. He hated being cold, he'd rather be warmer than comfortable than cold. When she climbed in the shirt ballooned out and her stomach showed. He kept from staring and she instantaneously adjusted fixing the exposure. Was it just him or was Stevie totally checking him out when he removed his shirt? Well, it's not like he wouldn't be gawking if she had just stripped infront of him. BUT it was little different for guys.

When he refrained from kissing any more "intimately" she almost looked disappointed and it shocked him, almost as if she didn't want him to quit. A boost of self confidence rose up from that tiny bit of knowledge but he didn't say anything, he'd let her say so, or do so if she wanted anything past that. Of course he'd be more than willing to give her whatever she wanted. He turned the jets up a bit and let out a breath as the jet bounded on his back, it felt really good, massaging in all the right places on his lower and mid back.