Kyle smiled back at Phoebe and his eyes landed on her pretty lips. His mind flashed back to earlier when she was kissing him and he felt a stirring. He pushed it back. "I'm going to go brush my teeth," he blurted awkwardly then grinned at how silly he sounded as he moved off.

He was standing before the mirror, toothbrush in his mouth when Phoebe came in and proceeded to bump him to the side with her hip so she could make room to begin brushing her own teeth. She grinned happily at him as they struggled to finish the task and get access to the sink. Kyle won,...