[ The kiss was welcome, even if it was to his forehead. He couldn't get enough of her lips. Both sets. Yet he didn't begrudge her denial of getting a taste from either. However, her reaction to the offer of a flashlight confused him further. He quickly blocked her reach for his ribs, managing not to make harsh contact but simply sweep her foot away rather than get tickled again. ]

Of course you are. Conspirators. Both of you.

[ The accusations were said through a poorly hidden grin. Derek met her gaze with his bottom lip between his teeth. His expression showed that an idea came to him. ]

Wanna ride on the back of my bike to the store or would you rather stay with your new partner in crime?