Very early Sunday morning, a clearing in the preserve

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Things had been going so well. So incredibly well. Well, except for the weird and deadly board game Isabel had found. (And, okay, except for flailing when Savannah came to him for sex advice.)

Then on Friday night, as Parents Weekend began, he and Chris had gone out for pizza so they wouldn't mope about not having parents there. And two suspiciously-acting cousins had shown up. They were so suspicious that Chris had called Bridge to check them out. And then they learned the truth: the "cousins" were really their parents in disguise -- the parents they thought had been dead for the past decade and a half.

It was too much to process. He'd gone to Isabel's room and spent the night there, needing to hold on to someone he could believe in. In the morning, he'd gone to get Chris, only to find him with Lana (despite earlier insistance that there was nothing going on between them, wtf). They'd gone to talk to Prue only to find out she knew that their parents had been alive, too.

Isabel and Prue (and maybe Lana, too, he didn't know) had encouraged them to talk to their parents and find out why they had faked their deaths and left them to be raised by their grandfather. Isabel had come with him to the Devil's Nest to confront Piper and Leo. He was still struggling to understand, but he was feeling less angry.

But for now he was lying on a blanket in a clearing in the preserves, his arm around Isabel, watching the Perseid meteor shower. This was the surprise she'd mentioned, and he was more than happy to forget about the past two days and just lie there with her and count the shooting stars until the sun rose.

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"Applying gentle pressure, preferably with the lips," Wyatt said, kissing her fingertip.

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"You mean like this?" Isabel murmured, doing just that.

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"Mmm hmm," Wyatt said, too busy to articulate anything else because he was kissing her back.

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Shooting stars? What shooting stars? Isabel opened her lips to deepen the kiss and forgot about everything but kissing Wyatt

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Wyatt wrapped both arms around Isabel, moving his hands up and down her back as the kiss grew in intensity. All the other drama in his life didn't matter right now, just the girl in his arms.

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The girl in his arms was slowly kissing her way along his jawline, slowly working her way towards his ear.

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Oh, no, not the ear. When she reached his earlobe, Wyatt sucked in his breath and stiffened. Not there. Okay, maybe there, too.

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Considering the way she was half sprawled across him, it's quite possible Isabel was aware of that reaction. She might have pressed a little closer and kept her attention focused on Wyatt's ear.

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Wyatt shifted his hips, trying to hide the evidence of his arousal. Well, not like the way he was softly groaning wasn't a dead giveaway anyway.

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Isabel was fairly certain the groaning meant she was doing something right.

Or wrong given how she'd asked not to rush things, a tiny voice in her head pointed out.

A bit breathless herself, Isabel kissed her way back to his lips, then pulled back just enough to rest her forehead against Wyatt's. "Hi," she said quietly.

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"Hi," Wyatt said, grinning at her as he ran his fingers through her hair. "That was . . . nice."

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"Nice is one word," she said sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get carried away."

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"I don't mind," Wyatt said, caressing her cheek. "I liked it."

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Isabel leaned into his hand and smiled. "You did? I couldn't tell?"

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"Good, because I was trying to be all subtle," Wyatt said.

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"Subtle? Oh...subtle, yes. Definitely." Laughing softly, she kissed him again, this time soft and slow.

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Wyatt was trying to think of things like basketball and homework so he didn't get too worked up, but it was rather difficult to think of anything but the beautiful girl kissing him.

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Isabel was doing some thinking of her own. About things like Men in Blackberry Pie, college applications, and what Ares was going to subject them to in class on Monday. UnFortunately it kept her from getting too carried away as she continued to kiss him.