As Evan wrapped his arm around her, he turned his head and placed a gently kiss to her hair. He wasn't used to being this close to someone who wasn't Emily, but he was slowly learning how to do it. Sure, Rebecca wasn't as refined as the blonde, or as spritely. But she was definitely fiery and she had spunk. Both were qualities that Evan admired, and was indefinitely attracted to.

"I was thinking," he started, pausing for effect and muting the television. "That I like you." He wasn't really sure what he was doing, but he had to take a chance right?

"I mean. Well. Do you like hanging out?"