Scott heard the door opening and turned to look over at it.  He saw Emma had caught him in the act and he gave her a sheepish grin.  He took a large sip of his glass of milk and then set it down on the counter before wiping off his face.  He put down the cupcake as well and brushed off his hands.  "It was knocked over and the frosting had gotten all messed up.  It was no good," he told her the half truth.  He forgot to mention that it had been him who had tipped it over.  He was originally going for a cookie, but the cupcake was just as nice.<br/><br/>He made his way over to her.  "How was your day?  Did you finish the piece you were working on?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a hug.  He then turned his head and pressed his lips against hers for a moment.  Scott loved to kiss when he could, and he lived with two beautiful women who both had sexy, kissable lips.  He pulled away from the embrace and went back over to his stolen treat.  "The new TV came in.  I set it up," he told her motioning to the large cardboard box that was laying by the door, ready to be taken out to the dumpster.