⠀⠀⠀She leans in and presses her lips against his, softly prying his mouth open to deepen the kiss. "But, I mean, if you don't like the CD, then..."

⠀⠀⠀"This is the best present I have ever received," Wyatt says, correcting his answer from before.

⠀⠀⠀She smiles and begins to kiss him again, pulling herself into his lap.

⠀⠀⠀"Wyatt, I'm really getting tired of finding out you've snuck into my home to kiss my daughter," David says from the doorway.

⠀⠀⠀Hayden groans. "First off, I'm not your daughter. Second, he came in through the front door, so he technically didn't sneak in."

⠀⠀⠀Evelyn pops up next to David, preventing any type of argument between her husband and daughter from breaking out. "We are going to drop Michael off at his friend Henry's house to sleepover on our way to dinner. We'll be home in a couple of hours, so you two have fun before Mr. Buzzkill here gets home."

⠀⠀⠀"See you later, Mom," Hayden says. Evelyn grabs David's hand and pulls him away from the room.

~ ~ ~

⠀⠀⠀After finishing the pizza and talking through the fast songs on Hayden's CD, the slower songs expertly placed play out through the living room's speaker system.

⠀⠀⠀"I guess it's time," Hayden says with a giggle as Wyatt slides her closer to him. He swiftly connects their lips and leans back against the arm of the couch, pulling her down on top of him.

⠀⠀⠀Their lips move together slowly and softly. It's not a rushed, sex-crazed hook up session. It's sweet, and although it's definitely a make out, it's romantic. They break apart every once in a while to smile or whisper a short message before returning to the kiss. At some point, Wyatt's hand slides down from her waist onto her butt, which Hayden makes sure to tease him for.

⠀⠀⠀"I think the CD's over," Hayden says after realizing her house is silent.

⠀⠀⠀Wyatt smiles. "I don't mind if you don't."

⠀⠀⠀She smacks his chest playfully. "First you're grabbing my ass, and now you want to make out even more after we already have been for two hours. When did you get so horny?"

⠀⠀⠀"As if you weren't hoping I would," he teases. "It ain't like you don't want to keep kissing too."

⠀⠀⠀"You." She kisses him. "Are." Another kiss. "So." Kiss. "Right."

⠀⠀⠀They keep going for at least another hour until they hear a key enter the lock in the front door. Wyatt pulls his lips away from hers and begins to sit up as soon as he hears it, not wanting to get caught by David again.

⠀⠀⠀Hayden groans and looks at the door in annoyance as her mother and stepfather walk in. She turns her attention back to Wyatt after only a few seconds and runs her fingers through his hair to fix the parts that had been mussed throughout the night.

⠀⠀⠀Evelyn walks into the living room and pats both Hayden and Wyatt on the head before dropping her purse on the kitchen counter. "Did you two have a good night?"

⠀⠀⠀Hayden looks at Wyatt and smiles at him. "Yeah, it was pretty perfect. How about you crazy kids?"

⠀⠀⠀Evelyn shrugs. "It was nice."

⠀⠀⠀"Wyatt, it's time for you to go home," David announces.

⠀⠀⠀"What?" Hayden asks. "Why? I was thinking we would watch a movie first."

⠀⠀⠀"It would be too late when the movie is over," he says matter-of-factly.

⠀⠀⠀"Honey, he lives right next door," Evelyn interjects. "I don't think it would be too much of a problem for him to stay a few more hours."

⠀⠀⠀Wyatt presses his forehead against Hayden's. "I don't want to start another fight, so I'm going to go."

⠀⠀⠀He stands up and pulls Hayden up with him. She groans and follows him to the door reluctantly.

⠀⠀⠀"Goodnight, Wyatt!" Evelyn calls from the kitchen.

⠀⠀⠀"I don't want you to leave," Hayden whines.

⠀⠀⠀He laughs and kisses her. "You'll see me tomorrow, Hay."

⠀⠀⠀She looks over her shoulder to make sure David isn't nearby before whispering, "In, like, an hour, come to my window, and I'll let you in."

⠀⠀⠀His eyes widen. "David will kill us."

⠀⠀⠀"I just want to cuddle," she says. "Please?"

⠀⠀⠀He bites down on his lip in consideration, but when he looks at Hayden's pleading eyes, he agrees. "You better let me in quickly because it's cold out there."

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