Chapter 40

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Tris's POV

A knock comes from the door about 20 minutes later, and Caleb's voice rings out.

"Hey guys, can I talk to you for a second?"

I raise my head up from the steady rising of Tobias's chest.

"Come in," I say.

He opens up the door and walks in. He chuckles when he looks at us.

"What?" I ask.

"You might want to wake him up," he says, and points to the figure underneath me.

I turn my head to find that Tobias is, indeed, sleeping. I find myself smiling as I watch him. I stare at his 17 year old face and again marvel at how much younger he looks when he's asleep. I brush his hair back from his forehead repeatedly, mesmerized by how quickly it falls back into place. A tiny, unconscious smile appears on his face.

A throat is cleared from behind me. "So...are you going to wake him up or not?"

I feel myself blush and give Caleb an embarrassed glare after I stop moving my fingers. He rolls his eyes at me and gestures towards the sleeping boy next to me as if to say 'If you don't wake him up, I will.'

Taking the hint, I lean down and quietly whisper in Tobias's ear, "Hey Eaton, it's time to get up."

He stirs a bit, but doesn't fully wake up. I, being mindful of Caleb's watching, shortly and chastely kiss him. This seems to do the trick, as Tobias's eyes start to slowly open up. A smile appears on his face and he raises his hand to brush back the hair in my face.

"Caleb wants to talk to us," I whisper before he can say anything that he or I (most likely I) would be embarrassed about later.

He quickly flicks his eyes over my shoulder and back. I don't know how he could have possibly found Caleb that quickly, but I don't question it.

He wraps an arm around my waist and drags us up into a sitting position. We both look at Caleb, waiting for him to speak. He sits on a chair next to my dresser. He meets our gazes.

"First off, I'm sorry for interrupting you guys."

I shake my head. "You weren't interrupting anything important."

"So my sleep isn't important now?" Tobias whispers so only I can hear. I pinch his side to shut him up.

"The reason I came in here was to talk about your guys'...sleeping arrangements."

My heart skips a beat. Is he changing his mind? Or did Tori tell him we were together this morning and he's here to chastise us?

Caleb scratches his neck awkwardly.

"Spit it out, Cal," I push.

He sighs and looks to the side. "I'm...uh...I'm fine with it if you...umm…if you…"

"Yes?" I ask impatiently.

Tobias lightly pinches my side to tell me the same thing I implied when I pinched him. I roll my eyes but shut up anyways.

Caleb turns a small glare my way. I raise my eyebrows at him. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.

"I'm fine with it if you guys stay together while Four hangs out over here," he very quickly says.

"Really?" I ask in disbelief.

He nods and takes a deep breath. "I realize that I overreacted yesterday. I'm sorry for taking that away from you."

"Took you long enough," I say.

"Funny. I don't remember you being this snarky," he says, obviously annoyed.

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