Eric's Pov:

I sat down and gulped but resisted the urge to clasp Steven's hand in mine. That would be the opposite of helping even if it did make me feel better. His job was on the line here and so was my high school career and graduation.

An old guy that looked like he could be related to father time himself took Delilah's place as the head of the board since she was currently sitting on the other side of Steven defending her own job.

Guilt once again kicked me in the balls at the realization that I'd caused the man I love and his sister whom I happen to care about very much a shit ton of trouble.

"Let's get this tribunal going shall we. First off I'd like to address the suspicion that Dean Becker covered up her brother's indiscretion and though it is not illegal, it is highly immoral and deeply frowned upon. What say you to this Dean Becker?"

"I say before we even attempt to get into my so called cover up, the board first needs to ascertain that there was in fact something duplicitous happening between Eric and Steven. I've advised my brother to get an attorney to fight these ridiculous allegations but he has decided that as he has committed no offense he has no need. In a lawyer's stead I've decided to defend both he and Eric. It may be easier on the tribunal to question us all together as it'll clear up this ludicrous mess much faster as I have thing's to attend to as do both the boys."

"There is absolutely no need to play attorney as this is an informal hearing to ascertain the truth which I suspect shall shock us all."

"Be that as it may, the rules for these tribunals clearly state that the 'suspect' shall bring in council to assist against wrongful termination, be it as a student or an employee. As such I am just ensuring our rights to a fair and unbiased tribunal are adhered to. So let's get started."

"Dean Becker I am running this tribunal not you. So-"

"Well hell Dover get on with it. No need to wrap it all up in lengthy monologues and bull shit. We all know what the outcome will be as it seems you've already decided our guilt without much proof to substantiate it. All because it chaps your ass that for more years then you can probably count you've been gunning for my job and as yet have failed in your attempt to smear my name. So now you hear this preposterous claim of a romantic relationship between my brother and a student and decide this is your chance. All I can say to that is I pity you and to the boys I am so sorry y'all have been pulled into this nonsense."

"Fine, What say you Eric to having a relationship with Mr Becker?"

"I'd like a moment to confer with my client." Delilah snapped.

She looked at Steven and rolled her eyes. "How bout ya switch me seats bub so I can confer with both you morons so neither of you say the wrong thing." She whispered.

They quickly switched seats and she leaned to my ear. "Be as honest as you can with out actually admitting to anything that would cause suspicion. Can you do that or would you like for me to answer for you?"

"I'm good Delilah, there is no way I'm going to risk Steven's job. But feel free to jump in if you feel the need." I whispered back.

She grinned but dropped it and went back to glaring as she turned to face the tribunal's nine members.

"You may proceed with your question." She regally declared to them.

Most had a small smile at her sassy attitude that I've come to know so well. Except the guy she called Dover. He looked livid or constipated. It was hard to tell which.

"Answer the question Mr Stevens. Are you engaged in a relationship with Mr Becker?"

"Yes sir I am." I declared boldly, smirking at the surprised gasps that came from the entire board and Delilah's quiet muttering calling me a moron.

"Then I think there is really no need to continue-"

"Yo Grandpa you didn't let me finish. Your question was if I had a relationship with Mr Becker. However you never clarified what type you meant. I have several types of a relationship with him. He's my teacher, coach, mentor, neighbor and friend as odd as that sounds. If by chance you meant 'am I in a romantic relationship with him' then the answer would be no I am not."

"So how do you explain the picture in the newspaper of you two entering an apartment building together in what was captioned as a Love Bubble?"

I snorted and shook my head. "As I just said Mr Becker is my neighbor and my coach. We'd just finish a very kick ass.. Oh um excuse my language Sir. We'd just finished an extremely difficult run and my time was pretty amazing so of course we were in a good mood when we went home. To that building where both of our apartments are."

"You expect us to believe you live next to Mr Becker and the newspaper printed a false story?" He drawled smugly.

"Look old man I get that you've never had to deal with the scumbags known as paparazzi but I have my entire life and yeah if they think it'll up-sell the paper they will most definitely fabricate a salacious story. It's happened to me several times in fact, since I came out. Especially since the editor is my deranged ex boyfriend. Anything else or are you going to keep asking me basically the same question just in different ways?"

He cleared his throat and shot an angry glare at the people next to him that snickered. Oops I forgot you have to be all sweet and polite and mild mannered in these things. Crap, get your shit together dude.

I cleared my throat and looked apologetic. "I'm sorry sir that was out of line. I'm just a little fed up with the entire situation with the media and I feel really guilty that just because the Dean and Mr Becker have helped me through some um emotionally traumatic time's, their reputation is in tatters. I apologize sir for my outburst, it wont happen again."

He looked mildly mollified and turned his glare to Steven.

"Are you going to back up Mr Stevens' claim of not having a romantic relationship? Just one as his teacher, coach, friend, mentor and neighbor. Before you do just let me point out how odd it is that you and he managed to become neighbors in your own building. Did you by chance arrange it that way to be less conspicuous?"

Delilah leaned over to whisper something to him but he waved her away.

"Instead of all this bouncing around and blabbering from one allegation to another with your oh so witty supposition by the way, how about you lay all of the allegations out at once for each of us then we can answer them in a nice and timely fashion. Instead of bouncing around from person to person like you're doing now. As a teacher I'd like to point out that, that shows a marked lack of organization."

Dover's face flamed red and his glare intensified as he slammed his hand down on his desk.

"Have each of you forgotten that I am the head of the council and as such shall do things my way? I don't want to hear another disrespectful word out of any of you!" He thundered.

Steven raised his hands up in surrender and rolled his eyes. "I was just trying to make it easier for you sir. I meant absolutely no disrespect. I'll answer your questions just take a breath and for god's sakes don't have a heart attack. Have you ever been diagnosed with high blood pressure cause you seem-"

"I SAID ENOUGH! JUST ANSWER THE QUESTIONS! I DON'T NEED YOUR OBSERVATIONS, JUST ANSWERS!"

Steven bit his lip as he so often does when he fights back a smirk. "No problem sir, I just thought that since you were putting your opinion in, we could too. My mistake, okay so the answer is yes, yes and no."

"Yes you are in a romantic relationship?" He asked Steven leaning forward and casting a triumphant grin at Delilah.

"No you asked if I backed up Eric's claim about us not being romantically involved. The answer is yes I do back that up. You asked me something about us only having a relationship based on being student/teacher, coach/athlete, and neighbors. Again the answer to that was yes. You implied that I set up us being neighbors so we'd look less suspicious and the answer to that was no. In fact I'll even elaborate on it. Yes I may own that building as well as several others but I don't run it, never have actually. I have a very nice elderly couple in charge of managing that property. As for it being less suspicious, I could understand if we were across the hall or next door but we're on two completely separate floors and as I just looked into it because I knew you'd enquire. The apartment was rented under his mother's maiden name a few months before I even moved back into my apartment which I was having refurbished. And before you ask, I was staying with my sister, her husband and my nieces at the time. Anything else?"

Dover looked deflated for a moment then perked up. "Yes I'd like your interpretation of the infamous picture of you two walking in to what I assume is supposed to be your building."

Delilah huffed an aggravated breath. "Didn't you already ask Eric and he explain that? Seriously why the redundancy Dover? Oh that's right, you have no actual proof anything untoward happened and this is a ridiculous fishing expedition and you're hoping someone will say something you can manipulate into your version of a confession!"

I laughed at the little rant and fierce glare she was giving Dover. Steven patted her shoulder and whispered something to here. She nodded and leaned back with her arms crossed and a fake smile.

"My interpretation isn't really an interpretation, It's what actually happened. We went for a hard run and Eric did really well, shaved off a good chunk of time as his endurance training has paid off and he pleasantly surprised me. That was just us walking into the building in a happy mood. Point blank."

"The reason you were touching him?" He drawled like the picture was of Steven giving me head or something.

"I wasn't touching him, I was patting his back and there was no need for the pompous inflection on the word touching. Like I said he did really well and he surprised me, I was being a coach and patting his back for the great job."

"There is still the matter of you two spending personal time at an unknown house alone together." He stated waving the pictures that prick sent him.

I swear if I ever see him again, I think I might murder him. Okay not actually murder but come pretty damn close to doing it.

"That isn't an unknown house, that's my house and what the hell does 'alone together' mean? It's kind of oxy-moronic. They were at my house having a family dinner with duh their family. As you've been made aware of, Eric and his family had a falling out and as I have dealt with him hundreds if not thousands of times in his high school career and also dealt with his parents, I've come to be very fond of him. I consider him part of my family, like a brother and I worry about him living on his own and how well he eats. So at least once a week I make dinner for everyone and we have a nice family get together. So yeah there was no 'alone together' at my house. Are we even close to being done here or are there more-"

"There absolutely is more, what about the matter of Mr Becker and Mr Steven and a third unnamed man flying out of state in your brother's private jet. There is also the ex boyfriend of Eric's that stated he saw your brother and his student acting inappropriately towards each other numerous times."

The door banged open and John, Daniel and KT came rushing in out of breath.

"Are we late? Duh we're so obviously late? Shit Daniel I told you to take a left at the water fountain then-"

"Enough! Who are you kids and why are you interrupting my hearing?" Dover roared.

John smirked and strolled forward until he was by me. "Pops if your hearing is being interrupted maybe you need a hearing-aid. My dad wears one so small most people don't even know it's there." John quipped stepping even closer to me.

I looked up at him and growled out. "If you get me suspended I'm gonna beat your ass!"

Luckily the entire nine members of the tribunal board were murmuring to each other and not paying attention to my quiet outburst.

John placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. "I told you I had ya covered baby boy. Just watch me work my shit." He whispered in my ear.

KT whistled loudly and the board went silent. "We're here to clear this whole mess up cause well we love Eric, and Mr B and Dean Becker are the best teacher and principal this school ever had and we didn't want a misunderstanding to screw that up."

"So I'm gonna stand right here and explain somethings to make this all a little clearer for you. As you were all gabbing amongst yourselves debating if I am in fact Senator White's son and If KT is really director of the FBI's niece and Daniel is really the huge development mogal's son. The answer is yep to all three, as well as Eric being the estranged son of Dallas Royalty golden power couple."

Daniel stepped up on the other side of Eric and winked at me. "You're probably wondering why he said all that right? Simple we're unfortunately famous, at least here in Dallas we are. Not because we're anything even remotely special, just because of who our family is. That being said, we are hounded and followed and harassed all the time by the media. We've learned to avoid them most of the time. Unfortunately there are occasions when we cant and they take something trivial and turn it into something dirty and outrageous just to increase their reader circulation."

KT wrapped her arm around Daniel's and grinned at him before she glared at the board. "Do you nine old ass geriatric folks have any idea how hard it is to grow up with absolutely no privacy? Every detail of your life good or bad published and sensationalized. People around you being totally fake just so they can get something out of their tie to you? No you don't but we sure as hell do. So when we find a true friend we hold on to them even if it's in the form of a teacher or dean. Anyway several months back Eric and his family had a massive falling out. Why you may wonder, well that's none of your business. So he moved out but his mother didn't want the media catching on to trouble in the golden family's life so she rented the very swanky apartment for her son."

John brushed my hair back in a sappy gesture and grinned when I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I know this seems drawn out but we're coming to our point soon. So anyway baby boy was going through a lot and as his best friends it was up to us to help him through this. However as I was closeted bi-sexual, it became more. I fell in love with my best friend but... I just didn't have the courage to tell the Senator. As you all have probably heard, he's been very vocal on his anti- gay right's stand. Early on in the year Mr B and the Dean figured out that Eric and I were a couple on the down low. They talked to us several times trying to help guide us through this rough time in our lives and on occasion even helped us hide our forbidden love. Mr B just got pulled into this mess because he was being our trusted support system and my baby boy's ex boyfriend came into the picture a few times trying to cause problems and both me and Mr B intervened. He didn't like that so he figured he'd use his paper to out me and take his revenge on Mr B for getting involved by claiming that he was secretly dating his student. Eric's ex is the one that took the photos for his tabloid and for the board because he's an obsessed loser that couldn't get over baby boy when he dumped his loony ass. No offence Dover as I have come to understand that Richard is your son."

"So I really think you should excuse yourself for conflict of interest because you already knew how and why those pictures were obtained. I also had my uncle do a little check on your son and I have the print out of his background check that will clearly show every one just how unsuitable he is to be considered even remotely credible. Especially given that he was hauled into police custody early this morning on an ass load of serious chargers." KT chirped pulling out a piece of paper from that humongous thing she calls a purse.

Dover glared at John ignoring the other eight member's astonished gasps and mutters about it all being a set up.

"How do we know you were ever dating Eric or even like guys for that matter? You could just be trying to set up a bunch of lies to-"

His accusation was cut short as John quickly threw his leg over my lap and straddled me. "Make it believable" He whispered before he crashed his lips to mine.

I couldn't kiss back but he knew I wouldn't. He also anticipated me moving back so he buried his hands in my hair and anchored me to him. He bit my lip and I gasped, not in pleasured like when Steven does it but in pain and truthfully anger. I'm so gonna punch him in the nuts for that!

Steven was only a couple of feet away and John was raping my mouth to make his story believable. I guess I'm not technically cheating on Steven since I broke up with him last night or um early this morning but it still felt like it.

John pulled away and sighed loudly. "God damn baby boy, I love the things you can do with that talented little tongue!" He groaned loudly before trying to come back and kiss me.

Thankfully Delilah put her hand in front of my face and cleared her throat loudly. "Boy's as wonderful as young love is, you are in public and need to control your hormones." She stated in her firm Dean's tone.

John sighed sadly and got up and gave the tribunal council a sheepish look and cleared his throat. "Um sorry about that. I just get carried away with baby boy sometimes. Does that answer your question about if I dig guys or not?"

"The Senator claimed your relationship with Eric was over. So what was the purpose of the kiss."

"He was right, Eric and I recently split because I couldn't be true to who I was. I don't hold any animosity towards him though. He deserves to be able to have an open relationship. That kiss was merely for old times sake and to prove that I'm not lying when I said we'd been together and the Beckers only ever helped us and got dragged into this mess because you and your son are dicks!"

The members of the tribunal all leveled a glare and disappointed look at Dover.

"I think we've gotten to the bottom of this matter and find that this was a case of petty jealousy, bitterness and false accusations. You're all excused without any actions being taken against you. However we will be investigating Dover and his son's involvement in this. If there is nothing else you'd like to say you are all dismissed." Stated the woman on the right of Dover.

"Actually I'd like to take this time to tender my resignation. I find that I can no longer work here under good conscious after today and truthfully teaching really isn't for me. I think I'll focus on my business ventures." Steven said standing up and grabbing his phone off the table.

"Mr Becker that is completely unnecessary. The accusations have proven to be baseless. You don't have to step down." The same woman that spoke a moment ago said.

He shrugged and looked at me. "I've recently discovered something that makes it impossible for me to teach here any longer." He then turned and walked out of the room.

My heart leapt into my throat and I looked at Delilah and she looked the way I felt. Sad and worried. I grabbed John's hand and physically yanked him up and dragged him after me as I ran to catch up with Steven.

We found Steven in his office packing up his personal stuff. I let go of John and walked slowly up to Steven.

"Babe, you know that it wasn't like that with John right? I mean you know that we don't feel anything for each other, we're like brothers. You know I love you right?" I asked hesitantly as I wrapped my arms around him from behind.

He grabbed my hand in his and I thought okay this was all a misunderstanding and he knew it was one of John's hair-brained schemes to clear our names. Until he unlaced my linked hands and stepped away from me.

I dropped my hands and glared at his desk. He didn't believe me or trust me after all this time and all we've been through. He wanted to believe a show that was put on for other people's benefit so he could keep his job and Del her's and I really wanted to graduate at the end of this term which was only a few months off.

"Mr B man, Eric is telling the truth. I swear we don't love each other like that. He's my brother and I, I just wanted to make this shit right for y'all and the simplest way to do that was to be his temporary um 'boyfriend' type thing. But I swear he had no idea what was going to happen because there was no way he would have agreed. So please don't be mad at him, be pissed at me. Hell hate me if you'd like but you cant do that to him. He loves you." John pleaded walking closer to Steven.

Steven turned around and looked from John to me and then up at the ceiling sighing.

"John I don't hate you but even though I know you did that for our benefit I cant help but want to beat the shit out of you right now. You really didn't have to kiss him that intensely right in fucking front of me." He let out a deep breath and lowered his head to look back at John.

"Just give me a few days to cool off and then I'm sure I'll be able to say thank you properly without wanting to slam your face into my fist." he said with a ghost of his usual smirk.

John smiled smugly and winked. "I'd do anything for you guys. Even suffer through an incestuous kiss that I promise you, looked way more intense then it was. If it makes you feel any better there wasn't even any tongue, just made it look like it. But as you've seen before I can totally take a punch so I'm game for that if you are sexy!"

I glared at John and flipped him off. "Bye John, go hit on someone else's man. I need to talk to Steven."

He wiggled his brows and smirked. "Yeah you definitely need to do the dirty in here one last time. Peace out and use protection, I'm too young and sexy to be an uncle already!" He smiled when that actually got a small laugh from Steven and walked out.

"So umm well you see I thought that I had made it clear that I um. Well I love you and I told you the only reason I um broke up with you last night was so I wouldn't lie. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep a straight face if we were together and I said we weren't. Because well I mean every time I talked to KT and the guys about our relationship I couldn't help but smile and this was way too important to get all sappy in front of the tribunal. I thought that we, that you understood that. I mean I know that I can be a little um well I'm probably not as mature as all your past boyfriends and we haven't been together years or anything but well I mean, I know you don't love me yet but I thought,-"

I cleared my throat because the lump of unshed girlie tears were trying to break free and I have more pride then that. I wouldn't, couldn't break down in front of him.

"I thought you liked me and everything would go back to the way it was before the hearing today." I said barely above a whisper because I didn't trust my voice.

"I don't like you and after all of this, things can't go back to the way they were. We-"

I ran my hand over my face and laughed humorously. Why didn't I see this coming. I was always just a fuck to him. He played me pretty good though. Totally had me believing he was falling for me as hard as I had already fallen for him.

I could feel my face flame and hear my blood rushing in my ears. I squeezed my eyes shut as tightly as I could because there was just no way I would let him see how much he'd just broken me. I dropped my hand down and it brushed against something.

Without a second thought I picked the picture frame off his desk and threw it at him. "Fuck you Steven!" I snarled then like the whipped dog I was, I turned tail and ran.

Out of his office and down the hall. Who gives a shit if it's the middle of the school day. I need to leave, I can't be here right now or I'll break down and I just need to be alone to let this kind of heartache out.

I heard him screaming my name but it only served to make me push my legs faster. I don't want his excuses or his attempts at the 'it's not you, it's me' speech. I think I'd actually hit him and sadly even now the last thing I want to do is hurt him in any way. God how pathetic am I?

I was yanked to a stop by my arm and the force of the jerk sent me tripping and falling back against the lockers. Before I could make another run for it Steven got in my face.

"What the fuck is with you always ignoring me when you're pissed? This is the one thing about you that drives me up the fucking wall!" He yelled only inches away from me.

Him being so close had my body automatically reacting but I fought it. I brought my hands up to his chest and instead of pulling him closer like I'd normally do, I pushed.

But even I could tell it was a weak half-assed attempt. I know Steven's a bit stronger then me but not so much so that if I really wanted to, I couldn't move him.

Stupid muscles listening to my stupid broken heart scream to keep him close when my mind was screaming to push him away and run for it.

"Well then I guess it'll be the thing you really don't fucking miss about me then huh? Look whatever the hell you felt like you needed to say, let me just tell you now you really fucking don't! I get it, believe me, I really fucking get it! I was a fuck and it's not fun any more now that the easy lay has gotten complicated so I'm going to go and-"

He slammed his fist into the locker only a couple inches from my head. "Shut the fuck up and quit telling me what I feel! God damn it sometimes you really piss me off! You are-"

I punched his stomach but only enough to get him to back off a little. "Go fuck yourself. This conversation is over and done just like we are apparently! GRRRR seriously I need you to back the fuck off because I'm-"

He was back in my face glaring at me. "Don't tell me we're done when five minutes ago you told me you loved me!" He hissed.

I snorted and leaned my head back banging it in frustration on the locker behind me a few times.

"Baby you're going to hurt yourself, don't-"

I closed my eyes and groaned. "What is your problem Steven? What did I ever do to you that made you think it was okay to toy with me."

I couldn't keep the tears back and so like a stereotypical homo I actually cried over the guy, right in front of him.

Silent tears trekked down my checks because even now apparently I was some game. He was actually going to try and act concerned when just a few minutes ago he said he didn't even like me.

He brushed the tears away but I turned my head. I couldn't even look at him and see his reaction to how pathetic I've turned out to be over him.

"Why do you keep fighting me? Why cant you just listen for a fucking minute?" He growled getting closer.

I felt him kiss my tears and flipped. Anger overflowed and took over the pain I was feeling. I struggled in his hold and finally gained a few inches of space.

I leaned forward and got in his face, nose to nose with him.

"What the fuck am I supposed to be listening to? Your excuses, bullshit you make up to placate me and clear your fucking conscience? So what if I told you I loved you? Big deal, it was a mistake so no need to go into that again. And I already told you to go fuck yourself. So yeah I think that about covers everything that needs to be said between us! God I just cant believe how stupid I was! You're even leaving school so you don't have to be confronted by me. Why? Do you honestly think I'd trail after you even after you made it clear that you don't care about me at all? Oh my god I never realized how vein and self centered you are! Kiss my -"

He'd been backing me up against the lockers again and suddenly one of his hands covered my mouth and the other slammed into the locker repeatedly. From the corner of my eye I could see he left a huge indentation.

Big whoop, was that supposed to scare me? So he beat up some inanimate object it's not like he'd actually hurt me.... Other then emotionally obviously.

"Are you done talking out of your ass? Since I wont be removing my hand from your big ass mouth I think I can actually say everything I need to. First off you're acting like a brat right now and it's beyond annoying. So cut it the hell out! Secondly I understand why you broke up with me and in retrospect I agree with you. We were lying to everyone enough as it was. At least we could be honest about not actually dating. Now on to the important shit. I never said I didn't care about you. I just said that I didn't like you because I don't you idiot!"

I started struggling even harder but he wouldn't release me. Instead he held my body against the lockers with his own and pressed his hand tighter against my mouth so every curse word I said was even more muffled then it already was.

He dropped his forehead down to mine and the angry annoyed bite that had been in his voice drained away.

"I don't like you baby, I love you and have for a long time. I thought my actions kind of spelled it out without me saying it and freaking you out. So the other night I should have said I loved you too when you said it but I froze. I finally heard something I'd been dying to hear and then all this shit happened yesterday and this morning and I know John was trying to help but seriously if he helps like that again I'm going to punch him in the face or balls until he's perpetually limp. I'm going to pull my hand away and I really hope we can talk this out without any more craziness. Okay?" He watched my eyes and he slowly withdrew his hand and smiled until I narrowed my eyes.

"Are you fucking with me right now? Cause I know where you live and I have a fucking key." I muttered.

He laughed and leaned forward to kiss me but instead of my lips he kissed my dried tears, each eyelid, my nose and then finally he took my lips in a sweet and tender kiss.

He pulled back and hovered only a centimeter away. So when he spoke each syllable made his lips gently brush against mine.

"I'm not fucking with you. I swear I fucking love you and I have known that since before our trip to New York. I just didn't want to freak you out so I gave you some time. Then I got so caught up in my own happiness of hearing it that I didn't even think and I'm so sorry that you thought I meant I didn't care about you at all. However let me just point out that if you had let me finish and not tuned me out we could have avoided this but that's okay cause the best part about fighting is the great makeup sex"

"If you love me like you say you do then why are you leaving here?" I whispered back to being worried that maybe this was a twisted game but sincerely pleading with god that he was being honest.

"Because I love you. That's why."

I pushed on his chest and he moved back half a foot but wouldn't move any further.

"If that's the case then why didn't you leave before. When you supposedly figured out that you loved me before our weekend in New York?"

He chuckled and laced his fingers with mine.

"Because I didn't have to deal with you and another guy. It was really easy to pretend we were a normal homebody couple that takes the occasional trip away. But today really nailed home that I cant be your teacher and your boyfriend. One little picture and I had to hear your break up with me. Which was painful enough but then I had to sit back and see a guy all over you. I can't.. I really didn't like that and during your little kiss it occurred to me that until you graduate this is how it'll have to be with us. I can't take you on dates or to prom. Some other guy would have to take you and I hate the idea of losing all those special moments with you. So I quit and now the problem is solved and if you want I can be the one that takes you to prom and out in public on dates and kisses you at graduation."

I squeezed our linked hands together and grinned, all heartbreak completely gone, like it never even happened.

"Of course I want that!" I assured him because in truth it sounded like my perfect dream come true.

His smile matched mine and he leaned forward to seal his lips to mine. "You need to stay broken up with John though." He muttered pulling back because the bell just rang and everyone would be leaving the lunchroom and coming back into the main part of the building which is where we were.

I laughed and nodded my head. "I don't see that as being an issue. Soooo need any help clearing out your office?"

He smirked and pulled me back for a quick kiss. "Nice try but you have class. I'll see you at home. I love you."

I took a step backwards and laughed. "I really like hearing that. I love you too Steven.

A:N I haven't decided yet but I'm thinking about making this the end. Seems like a good place to leave our boys. What do y'all think? Comment and let me know.