"I don't kiss everyone," Calvin complains under his breath as he pulls his sleep shirt over his head. He sounds so put-out that it's almost easy to forget that the reason Calvin rarely kisses anyone is because he actively avoids it.

"Right, right, you're terribly popular. I just assumed you and Hazel would start gettin' more serious eventually, seein' how often you kiss." Calvin wraps his arms around his stomach and stares at Micah. Micah and Hazel could fall in love any day now. Or Micah and Zach. Or Micah and whoever. Which would be fine, naturally. Calvin had endured worse things. "Unless you've got someone else in mind. I didn't steal Todd from you, did I?" he asks dryly, clearly not overly concerned by the prospect.