"Oh yeah, I'm so comfortable. I was thinking about moving in once all this is over. I just love the battleship grey." Smirking Lola stepped towards the couch, her gaze flicking to the news that was on the television. The checking out hadn't gone entirely unnoticed. Plus, to be fair, he'd see more of her at the beach in a bikini than he could now. 

Glancing down to Caleb, she perked an eyebrow in mild amusement. Deciding to be irritating, she scuffed up his short hair with her fingertips. The trouble was, she didn't find Caleb particularly intimidating. "You can't watch the news all day. That's just going to drive you nuts." Crossing her eyes in a crazy expression, she leant against the back of the couch, slyly checking the man out before readjusting her hair. Man, she really hadn't had a boyfriend in a long time. Maybe it was all just crazy hormones.

As the blonde finished off her water, she walked around to the front of the couch. "If you don't move your legs, I am going to sit on you. Vicious gang member or not." Rolling her eyes at Caleb, Lola rubbed her neck. From time to time, it still got a little sore. Especially in the warm weather. She'd learnt to ignore it, but she rarely wore her hair up, because she hated seeing it.