Here's a baby chapter for you. I know it's short, but the truth is this one doesn't need length. Feel free to review, especially with suggestions or critiques. There was a great one about how there is no way Lydia is weak, and I totally agree! Anyways, enjoy!

22: Finally.

"I just wasn't thinking clearly." Those damn eyes.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for." I gave him a weak smile. "I didn't want to hurt you, I just didn't want to have distractions."

"Well, I suppose I can be distracting." I smiled at him.

"No, that's not what I meant." He smiled at me. "But you do distract me quite a bit. I meant, I didn't want distractions from being with you. When we are together it should be just us."

"Is it just us now?"

"Yes." I wasn't expecting that answer, and I wasn't expecting what happened next either. His free hand had somehow made its way to my face and pulled it up so that I was looking at him again. Those damn blues. Then he leaned in and I felt myself doing the same. Before I knew what was what my lips were on his, and they didn't want to leave. The softness of his lips, the forcefulness of his hold, my head was swimming. After a minute of the delicate movements of our mouths I pulled away.

"Take me dancing."

"It's a bit late, don't you think."

"Not tonight," I playfully hit his arm. "But soon, so you can make me forget what happened earlier."

"It's a deal."