Bubbles looked at him blushing a bit, he had always been that bad boy type she admired, but he seemed so much different now.<strong>" H-hey, you know.. I-if you ever feel.. alone or.. or sad or anything like that, you can always come to me.. "</strong>she mumbled as a reply to his comment about trust, looking down for a moment, blushing, before slowly and shyly looking up into his blue eyes again. looking into those beautiful blue orbs  made her heart pund almost painfully, and she coudlnt help but smile as he turned away, looking a bit shy actually, which was so cute on a guy like him.<br/><br/><strong>" i-i did most of the paintings myself, yes. "</strong>She said, not at all sensing her father approaching, more ore less spying on them already by the sounds of their voices coming through the door. She bit her lower lip, this was just too much for even her to handle, not knowing that her dad could come through the door to check up on her and the voices form her room. She slowly and very gently, not to mention awfully shyly, put her hand on top of his, giving it a soft stroke with her fingers, her lips slowly moving closer to his cheek. She was nomore than a millimeter away, close enough for Boomer to feel the heat of her damp breath, and even her soft lips brush over his skin, but then she heard the door click open and jumped to her feet, face bright red, staring desperately at the door, this was so embarrasing!