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We'll see.... It could be a good thing, or it could be an utter disaster. Austin Elswood knew far far more about him than anyone with that sort of instigating personality should know. He didn't say any of that though, instead he gave a very some shrug. "Yeah."

As for what they could be doing; honestly it all sounded like fun, but if Liam were honest with himself he knew what he would have preferred.

They could bake a cake later...

Through the doors and down the stairs, Liam gave the small hand in his own a small pull, pulling her back against him so he could slide an arm around her waist, chin coming to rest on her shoulder. She fit against him well, small and warm, and the arm tightened just a bit. Why don't you show me your room, and we'll decide from there?"

Every touch she didn't draw away from was reinforcement that this was real. That she cared, that she wanted him, liked him. He met those lovely green eyes, let her see the warmth in his own, before turning his head to lay a soft kiss against the side of he neck.

Then he was nudging her forward again, fingertips trailing over her sides as he followed right on her heels. A love sick puppy. "Why's it so far down, were they all filled up?" That was kind of impressive.

She had a point, he figured, but as her fingers ran in soft lines along the edge of his jaw he found the answer didn't really matter a whole lot in that moment. Later, maybe. But he still chuckled, still hummed an agreement against the side of her neck as they headed further and further down the hall. Slowing only when they'd just about reached the end.

"Which one?" His chin was on her shoulder again, bright hair tickling against his cheek.

Maybe things had all gone to hell. Maybe they were cut off from the rest of the world and everything they had once known, but they had each other. They had the leads, the rest of their faction. He had her, somehow.

Number 96. Liam filed that away as she pushed the door open and leaned her cheek against his. The room was small, cement floor and what he assumed were cinder block walls behind the fall of draped material. Bed, easel, art supplies, but not much else in the way of personal effects. Not that that was all that surprising, not when she hadn't been there that long.

It looked clean, which made Liam happy. Whatever state the room might have been in when she'd moved in, she'd managed to make it look a whole lot more welcoming in the short time she'd been there so far. Not the dorms they were used to, but not bad, either. It probably would have been chilly if the island itself hadn't been so warm, but now it just seemed pleasantly cool.

Liam gave a thoughtful hum, drawing his hands back to her hips so he could slide his thumbs under the edge of her shirt, against warm, tanned skin. "Looks great." He kissed the back of her neck, nudging her forward so he could follow her in, and pushing the door closed behind him with his foot.

"Mmhmm," he agreed easily, tracing the top of her shorts with his thumbs until he found the small of her back. From there palms slid up, offering a soft, kneading pressure in slow circles against soft skin. "Anywhere with you is perfect." It was a cheesy line, but it was the truth. If he couldn't have the whole of the university faction around him, then he would want her. She'd been the one he was closest to before the week they couldn't remember, before they were hunters.

Another kiss against the back of her neck, and the smooth brush of his cheek along her shoulder. "I missed you."

She really hadn't needed to hold back. Not with what the young man had on his mind. Her lips brushed his cheek, made him smile against her shoulder before he withdrew his hands from her back and reached for one of her hands so he could turn her around to face him.

Fingertips trailed in soft lines along the bottoms of her arms as he urged them up to rest on his shoulders, then, letting his back drop to the ground beside them, he was reaching for her sides again, drawing her in as he leaned back against the closed door. "Have I mentioned today how beautiful you are?" A few times, at least.

"Gorgeous," he murmured against her lips as she tipped her head up to claim his. Soft at first, a gentle brush that built into something deeper as the seconds ticked by. She was too good for him, Liam still believed that to be true, but while he had her, while she wanted him he'd enjoy it while it lasted. For however long that might be.

Hands slid back again along her sides and beneath the edge of her shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin through his palms as he pulled her in even tighter. Almost crushing her against him.

This time they didn't have anywhere to be. This time there wasn't anyone waiting for them. They didn't have to stop, if they didn't want to, and Liam didn't.