I caught myself there and stopped, then immediately did an eye roll to myself - who was I kidding of course I was. He on the other hand was was lookin... at me straight on, with a rather silly grin. I guess I am being biased, after all the embarrassing things I've said about myself, so maybe it was a benevolent smile or an amused one - I doubt he remembers even if I were to ask. So anyway, he was sitting there looking at my side profile and thoughts started firing away in my head. God maybe this. At the top of the stairs, he paused and shook his head as if remembering something he forgot. She watched as he looked back over his shoulder and extended an arm to point down the hall.“It’s down there, last door on the left. I’ll be right behind you.”Elia narrowed her gaze at the boy, unsure of why she was to walk ahead of him. Reassured by the fact that she could reduce any hostiles to molten dust with her sidearm, she nodded and walked past the boy to the door he indicated. After passing him. “WHAT AR-” I started to yell, But Paige interrupted me, by putting her index finger to her lips and pointing to the sleeping Fern next to me.“What are you doing?!” I urgently whispered to her.“What does it look like? I’m trying to get an orgasm by riding my brother. What are you, blind or something?” She whispered back.“We can’t be having sex! It’s against the rules we set up AND you’re underage!”“Let me finish, I’m almost there…”“No! Get off!” I sat up and pulled her off of me. “Go back to. It was beautiful, ornate in an older style than modern engagement rings. The size of the stone was not large, but it was certainly visible in the center of the setting.“It’s perfect,” I smiled. “I hope Naomi likes it.”“That ring is about a hundred years old, although I’m not too sure just how old it really is. It’s been handed down for generations and now it’s for you to bestow upon your intended bride,” she smiled. “You may have to have it resized for Naomi’s finger and I would suggest you.