"Mike," I smiled. "Sorry." he said, getting up. I yawned again, and grabbed Mike's shirt. I made a fist while holding his shirt, and pulled him down onto the pillows with me. "Tired?" he asked. "Mm, yes." I said. Monte turned the light off, and the tv down. "I'll be up if you need me, you two." He said. " I'll be in your bed in a few hours, Monte!" I snickered. "Yeah, we'll see." Mike said. "Shush." I said, touching his nose. "C'mon, you two. You know you like each other, just get it over with." Monte said. If only he knew. "Get WHAT overwith? Sleeping?" I asked. "Sure." Monte laughed. "Alright. I need sleep anyways. We have a show tomorrow. This lovely girl is welcome to come for free with the band... If she'd like." Mike said. "Thanks! That would be awesome!" I smiled. "Alright. Now, you should try to get some sleep, okay?" "Fine...." I pouted. "But not before I give Monte a kiss goodnight!" I darted up and out of bed. Monte looked up from his phone. "What now?" "Hold on." I said. I got up and crawled over him. "Hello." he smiled. "Hi" I smiled back. "May I help you?" "Yes." I said, covering his phone screen. "Good night, honey." he said. "No." I pouted. "Fine, come here." He said, pulling my face to his. His lips touched mine gently. It happened fast, but I didn't want it to end. I just felt a spark of electricity as his lips touched mine. I wanted nothing more than to feel that spark again. I hesitantly pulled away from him. "Happy?" he asked, his eyes brighter. "mhm." I smiled. I wondered if he felt that spark too. I crawled off of his bed and got in bed with Michael. "Can you sleep now?" Mike asked. "No." I said. "Please?" he asked. "I'm cold." I said. "Blanket." he laughed. "Right." I said. I crawled under the blanket and got close to Mike. I turned and faced Monte. Mike slung an arm around my waist. He snuggled his head into my neck. "Goodnight, Michael." I smiled. "Night, gorgeous." He mumbled. I looked over to Monte again. He was looking down at his phone again. "Y'know, for a guy without a facebook, who deleted his twitter, and doesn't use his myspace or instagram, you sure use your phone a lot." I said. "Yeah. I know. Mike will be asleep in 5 minutes. Come over here." He replied. I could feel Mike's steady breath on my back. "What do you even do on your phone?" I asked. "I read stuff.. I watch videos. I write songs. It's.... I dunno." "Doesn't it get boring?" "Yeah, but... What else are you supposed to do when you're a travelling musician, in your mid-twenties, and single?" "True." I said. I heard Michael start to snore lightly. "He's sleeping." Monte said. I moved his arm and fixed the pillow so his head wouldn't fall. I sat down next to Monte in his bed. "You can lay down if you want." He said. I crawled under the covers and got closer to him. "Cold?" he asked. "Yeah." I said. "Want a hug?" he asked. "Yeah." I smiled. He slid down next to me, and put his phone on the side table. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled my body into his. He put his chin on my shoulder, and sighed. "Better?" he asked. "Yes." I smiled. "Good. I like this. It feels right." he said. "Yeah. It does." I agreed. He tucked my hair behind my ear. "I've been wanting to say this all night, but.... You're really... I mean, you're absolutely gorgeous, Caitlin." Monte whispered. "Thank you." I said. "You're really not with someone?" He asked. "Really." I said, closing my eyes. "I don't know how. I mean, you seem perfect." "Well, I'm not." I said. "Well, yeah, I know that, but... Wow." He chuckled. "You're cute, Monte." "No I'm not. But thanks." I yawned. "Yes you are." I said. "Whatever. I have a question." Oh God. "Yes?" I asked, nervous. "Did you feel that, like... Spark... earlier?" YESMONTEIDID. "Yeah, kinda. I was wondering the same thing about you, haha" "Yeah, I felt it. I kinda wanted to see if it would happen again, but I didn't want to with Mike awake." Monte said. "Oh...." I said. I couldn't believe it.
