"I've been dreading it honestly. The voices, the looks, the questions, having to explain to my teachers.....It's a lot." He muttered, looking around them

Morgan nodded gently to him. This would be so hard on him... but she'd be there with him. She rested a hand on his chest and offered a small smile. "Well then, Caleb. I'll protect you from the voices, and the looks," she whispered. "And I can answer questions for you, and come with you when you explain to teachers. It'll be hard," she whispered.

"You can't stop my mind reading and I can't turn it fully off, love." He said, kissing her gently on her lips. "But it would help if you were there for me."

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Morgan smiled softly to him after a moment, shaking her head. "Oh, I know that," she whispered. She couldn't imagine what it was like... always knowing what people were thinking. But, she could try and make him feel better about it. "Well, baby, it doesn't matter what other people are thinking. You can read my mind, can't you? You always know what I'm thinking," she hummed softly. "And you'll always know that no matter what anyone else says... or does, I'll still love you, for as long as you love me back," she chirped happily after a few moments.

"Yes, but I do try my very best to give you your privacy..." He admits quietly, his eyes grazing up and down her body. "Though, when you look as good as you do it gets hard to not wonder and sneak a peek."

Morgan raised a brow at him, and shook her head softly. "I don't need privacy from you. You're my boyfriend, and unless I say otherwise, from now on you have free rein over my mind," she giggled playfully. She shivered as she felt his eyes trail up her body, and curled into him a little tighter. "Why do my looks have anything to do with it?" She asked with amusment, standing up and offering him her hand with a smile, making her way back to the car.

"Because you're a drop-dead gorgeous fucking goddess?" He asked playfully, kissing her temple and opening her door. He closed her door and got into his side, starting the car. He revved it a bit, grinning from ear to ear as he sped much to fast along the road back toward her house

Morgan rolled her eyes, clearly amused by it all. She didn't see how her looks had anything to do with him enjoying her company, or reading her mind... but she was certainly glad he did feel that way. God, she loved him. She held the seat tight as he sped down the road, a sort of giddly laugh escaping her. "Caleb slow down! They'll ticket you up here," she mused, unable to stop her laughter.

"I'll take my chances, love." He said, speeding past a cop without him even glancing behind him. No lights. "Told you" He chuckled, pulling into her driveway and going to open her door

Morgan rolled her eyes slightly, nervous and amused as he sped past the cop. God, that was scary. When he opened her door, she gave him a tired but happy smile. "Love you more than anything, but the day you get pulled over for that sort of thing, is the day I'll never look at you the same again," she teased softly.