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“Y-Yes?” My response is full of caution andworry.

“Did you happen to turn the ovenon?”

I drop my head into my hands, covering my face in shame. “Shit.” He laughs and gathers me into his arms, pressing a kiss against my temple. “I told you I was bad atthis.”

“Let’s just be thankful you canbake.”

“We make quite the pair, huh? You do all the cooking, I do all thebaking.”

He stiffens ever so slightly, and I hear him gulp. “Yeah. Yeah wedo.”

Thirteen

Caleb:I hear sappy music coming from your room. Should I beworried?

Me:Nah. I’m painting. I have a huge project due next week. I’ll probably be holed up in here for hours at time untilthen.

Caleb:Well can’t you put something goodon?

Me:Good? GOOD? Joy Division is the epitome ofgood!

Caleb:Joy Division makes me want to rock in a corner with my thumb in mymouth.

Caleb:What about something from your infamous Breakfast & Beats I’ve yet to be able to participatein?

Me:No. You don’t paint to DMX or Tupac or Nas or Ice Cube. Or Color MeBadd.

Caleb:You actually listen to Color MeBadd?

Me:What? I Wanna Sex You Up is aclassic!

Caleb:Hey,Zoe?

Me:Yeah?

Caleb:I wanna TEXT youup. ;-)

Me:I hate you forthat.

Caleb:Youliar.

Caleb:Now please, change the music. I won’t come in there and force you because it’s your zone and your space and whatever, but I will beg, and I will beg A LOT. I have nothing but free time rightnow.

Me:You do not have free time. You’restudying.

Caleb:And how do you knowthat?

Me:Because you’re studious and responsible, that’show.

Caleb:Whatever. Change the music. No emoshit.

Me:But the emo shit is what you’re supposed to paint to. It brings out the emotions of thecolors.

Caleb:Fine. Anything but Joy Divisionthen.

Me:The Smiths? TheCure?

Caleb:…No. That’s basically the samething.

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