"Can I ask you a favor?" Caitlyn asked, her fingers curling against the edge of her shirt as she tried to keep her head held up and her gaze up and determined. Michael let his brows shoot up and Caitlyn could see the amusement behind his orbs. She could also see the burning curiosity she had created, "Depends" he finally drawled out, eyes twinkling as he could see her growing impatience. "Can you go to a date with me?" She rushed out, her words creating a quiver in her voice. Michael laughed, loud and strong, echoing around the walls of his front porch and bouncing around, creating anger inside Caitlyn. She simply waited, though, and watched as his laughter slowed down before dying off. The smile that once covered his face was gone. "You're kidding?" Caitlyn narrowed her gaze and crossed her arms across her chest, "No. I want you to go on a date with me. Kyle will definitely get angry." "You're using me to get that idiot jealous- over a date?" He asked. Caitlyn grinned.