Morgan grinned at him at his protest, though squeaked when he pulled her about to sit up. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a a good squeeze. She was glad she made him feel better. He'd opened up to her so quickly, and she could only be happy about that. She smiled softly, and moved to press her lips softly to his again. "Well, I feel safe in your arms," she told him, her voice honest and gentle. She did too... she felt a lot safer with him than she did with a lot of people. "Well, if you're nice you might get more than just kisses," she teased in a rsther sultry manner. She raised a brow at him, though, and leaned against him as she thought. "Interrogate you?" She asked with a thoughtful laugh. Her eyes widened at him after a second or two. "What's your last name?!" She squeaked to him.

Caleb chuckled and pressed a kiss to her lips once more. "Is that right?" He nearly purred at her. "Hunt" He said, answering her first question. "Next"

Morgan looked back at him, flashing him a playful smile as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Only if you're nice," she teased, patting his leg. Hunt she thought, giving a quick nod to show that she had it in her mind. "Caleb Hunt," she repeated out loud, then gave him an approving hum. "It suits you," she chirped happily to him. She looked very thoughtful as she looked to him, thinking of another question. "Have you been in a relationship before? Or anything like that," she asked curiously.

He chuckled as she said his full name aloud. "Yep, that's me" He muttered. He nearly said 'I guess so' when she noted mentally that it suited him. He snapped his mouth shut to stop himself, the words on the tip of his tongue. He waited as she decided on another intrigued question. When she decided on one, he shook his head. "No." He said, interlacing their fingers and waited for the next question.

Morgan rolled her eyes at his chuckled, moving to press a light kiss to his lips. "Hope so. Unless you're giving a fake name in which case that sucks for you," she teased gently to him, moving to press her lips back to his again in a playful way. Her eyes widened when he said no. She looked at him curiously before turning to sort of sit on his lap so she could look at him better. "Never? Not even like a fling or anything?" She asked with a cocked head. She he agreed that it was nothing, she pouted. "You're joking? How? You're so handsome," she huffed, cupping his cheeks in her hands and planing a kiss to his forehead. She then raised a brow at him. "Have you ever like... done anything?" She asked, her tone purely curious. She was very close to asking what he wanted to do for dinner, too.

"No, but many girls at school have asked for my number" He admitted, smiling at her. When she thought of food, he chuckled. "What would you like for dinner? I'm not too hungry, so I probably won't eat anything tonight." He asked

Morgan raised her brows comically as if surprised. "Girls have asked for your number?!" She yelped dramatically, sort of flopping down so she was laying across his lap. "What a playboy," she joked in a rather sarcastic tone, although it was all fun and games. She pouted at him, resting on her elbows curiously. "So lots of girls have asked for your number, and yet you still haven't managed to get yourself into a relationship until - well, me?" She asked curiously. It seemed so bazaar to her. "So? Why haven't you?" She asked with a cocked head. Morgan looked at him with a happy grin. "You read my mind," she chuckled. "I'm starving. Do you want... sushi? I will be making you eat, by the way," she grinned to him.

"You're the first girl I actually like" He admitted with a smirk. "Mostly because they just wanted me for the intimacy and also to make other guys jealous or other girls basically bow to them." He chuckled when she accused him of reading her mind. "Something like that" He breathed. "Do I have to?" He complained mockingly

Morgan felt a slilly grin cross her face when he said she was the first girl he'd liked. It was so simple, but it did mean a lot to her. She smiled to him, and leaned in to press her lips to his happily. "Well then, I need to telly ou a secret," she giggled, sitting up and whispering in his ear. "I like you too," she teased him, pecking his cheek. She raised a brow when he explained it all, though. "Really?" She asked. "Well, I don't mean to offend you or anything, I don't know how being with you is making other girls bow down to them. I didn't know who you were until not long ago," she teased him, still leaning into him happily. She gave him a playful glare at his question, though. "You have to eat. You're so handsome, we don't want you getting sick because you don't eat properly."

"I've had far worse than an empty stomach, love" He murmured, wrapping his arms around her, relaxed and happy. "You have anymore questions while we wait for food to arrive?" He asked curiously, listening intently to her every thought. He waited patiently as she decided, smiling as she thought. He couldn't help but chuckle at her thinking face, determined yet smiling. "You're so cute" He breathed