"A tour would be great," he grinned at her, opening up the back door to retrieve the food and shakes when she went to open the door, watching her walk that cute little walk of hers. It would seem the boy that didn't tend to allow himself to become smitten, was already far past that point, of course, he hadn't realized that... yet. He followed her up the walk, food in tow. "Don't let me forget to get your bike out of the back later, unless of course we want an unnecessary excuse to see each other tomorrow... then by all means, let me forget..." he said as she unlocked the door.
She grinned at him over her shoulder as she unlocked and opened the door, tossing her keys into the little basket by the door and showed him into the living room. Once the food was deposited on the coffee table, she began the tour, trying to not think about the fact that Trip Banks was in her house. The kitchen was first, and then the guest room and bathroom and the living room before she led him into her room and upon entering nearly fainted. The bra she'd taken off that morning had been tossed onto the back of her desk chair and the pink piece of cloth still lay there. Snapping it up, she hid it behind her back and blushed so deeply she wasn't sure she had any blood left in the rest of her body as it had all moved to her face. "My room." she said, covering up the flush with a nervous little laugh and a smile. "Probably too pink for your liking?"
"It's certainly... pink, but at least it's not a loud and painful pink... definitely a girl's room." he nodded, smirking as she tried to hide the pink bra that had been draped over the chair in front of her desk. "What'cha got there?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. Her face was already as pink as the rest of the room, he just wanted to see if he could make her blush just the tiniest bit more.
Haylee flushed a deeper shade of pink at his question. Biting her bottom lip and looking down at the ground, she closed her eyes and slowly moved her hands out from behind her back, folding the bra up slowly and shaking her head. "The bra I took off this morning." she admitted as she moved to toss it in the hamper. He was really trying to kill her with embarrassment, she was sure. She'd hoped to hell that he hadn't noticed, but obviously he had. Damn boy.
She was really just too damn cute, he couldn't help but chuckle just a little as she brought out the bra from behind her back, he'd thought her going pinker yet would have been impossible and yet... "Nothing to be embarrassed about... you should see my room, there's probably at least three or four pairs of boxers lying around." he lied, his room was pretty much immaculate most of the time, of course that really wasn't any of his doing, maid service was a wonderful thing. "So... this is your room... your bedroom... seems comfy..."