Caleb was walking down the street,bumping accidently into her,he blused,"Sorry,I'm Caleb."

"Um Hi. I know your Caleb. Zach just gave me your number."She blushed a bit.

"Oh hi Emily. Hes always been that way,may I comfort you?" He siddled a bit closer,a charming as his older brother.

"Mm. Someone should have told me that earlier. I guess."She said slowly.

He pushed back a lose strand of hair in her face,his eyes warm. He pulled her close lightly,stroking her. He cuddled her against him,gently kissing her hair.

Oh how good it felt to be held again by someone that cared. Emily sighed as his arms brought forth good comfort and care.

"Are you okay?" He looked worriedly at her,still craddling her.

"A little Caleb. I'm carrying Zach's child. HE stabbed her or him."She worried.

"Yikes. I'm here,don't worry." He snuggled her close,kissing her gently.

"Hmm..."She sighed,looking around. Her once awesome looking eyeliner and mascara had trailed down her cheeks.

"So? I'm here for you,for what you want. I love you." He gently purred,stroking her again. Wiping the mascara and eyeliner. "Your sexy just the way you are."

"Really? Even when you just met me?"She asked,a brow tilted.

He chuckled,"Really. I trust you,a lot." He smiled,pressing his forehead against hers.

"Wow....Never have been told that."She smiled,wiping her eyes again.

"Now you have." He gently pressed harder in her.

"Yeah,I have and I have someone that cares.."She smiled,looking up at him.

(Can Caleb not be some sex addict like Zach?)

(Ush,he is a sooo Cute! Hes sensible,adorable,caring,loving. And yus,thats the answer. What a about them having sex? Whenn?)

He smiled,"Want to go swimming?"

(Every person I've made that one of your people has met always ends up having sex.)
"Yeah.I want to swim!"She said exitedly.

(Cuz dey awesome! xD)

He gazed into her eyes and gently stroked her,"Go change and wash your face,I persoanly don't care but I don't feel like hiting the stupidity out of people today." He joked.

"Yes Daddy."She teased,slipping into the house and a few minutes later coming back out in a bikini and ponytail with her fase all clean. She jumped in the pool,sending water splashing on him.

He stuck his tongue out at her,"Foxy Lady." He slipped on some neaon green trunks,diving and flipping in,he took her in his arms,kissing her. "Votre Mignon." He spoke in french,clearly accented.

Her smile was playful as she spoke back clearly in French,because she was born there but raised in America. "Votre type de Caleb. Votre mignon."She replied,her accent light but still there.

"Pas vraiment Emily." He smiled,kissing her again.

"Oui hein. Votre plus chaud que beaucoup de gars."She laughed,gripping him.

"No. Not really." He smiled,switching back to english.