Kade turned and looked at the person behind them. He couldn't have been more then twenty. Some college kid on a power trip he was sure. "Well my guess would be a food fight. Wanna join in?" Kade asked.
"Excuse me?!" He asked.
"That's a no?" Eve asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'd say so." Kade replied. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Kade yelled in horror as the young man turned. When he turned back around the pair was gone. Sitting in the middle of the mess were three one hundred dollar bills to cover the mess and the biker shorts and Dale Jr. shirt. Once outside and gone again back to Kade's with the motorcycle. Still laughing, Kade opened the door from the garage into the house.
"Still can't believe you dumped those pickles on me!" She glared.
"You are the one who took off on a damn toy! I had to chase you on that tiny ass bike. Do you know how stupid I looked?!" He shot back.
"As stupid as you look now?!" Eve shot back laughing still. Kade turned but instead of looking shocked he had almost a evil look on his face. Stepping closer he smirked.
"That a fact?" Kade asked.
"Maybe" Eve replied. Kade's lips finding her own. It was only a matter of seconds before Kade had her pressed tightly to the door, her feet off the ground, legs wrapping around his waist. Breaking the kiss he moved his lips to her neck and up to her ear before finally whispering.
"You smell like sour pickle." Followed by laughter.
"I think it might be best for this to be continued in the shower." Eve laughed as Kade nodded.
"Good idea." And without warning they were up the stairs in a shot.
