Coby tells Hayley he wants to talk to his friend privately for a moment & sends her packing. At first Hayley hangs around looking forlorn.

And then she disappears from the scene for awhile while he chats with Ti.

"C'mon, let me show you my place," Coby says, giving Ti a quick tickle. "Don't do that, Coby," she giggles, "I don't want your girlfriend to slap me again."

"God, Coby, it's a freaking frat party out there," Ti laughs as Coby takes her in to show her his apartment. "Listen, Ti, go easy with the 'g' word around Hayley, okay?" Ti raises her eyebrow. "The 'g' word?" she asks. "Look, she's not my girlfriend, it's going to be hard enough to convince her of that without my friends telling her she is. I want to keep her where I can have her around without it becoming some kind of 'girlfriend' thing. Okay?" Ti's jaw drops. "That's horrible, Coby. You're not like that"

"Ti, what I had with you was special, I've never had a girlfriend I was like, faithful to or whatever," he says, unable to resist the urge to caress her bare shoulder. "Usually I'm kind of a dog. Hayley's nice & all, but I don't want her getting too posesive."

Ti's eyes sparkle and her lips are swollen. Coby strokes her hair, her pale cheeks. "Come upstairs, the sun is about to set, the view from my room is awesome," he says.

Alone like this, without the French guy around, it's like she's still his, the way she glances at him, touches him when she's talking. Alone like this next to his bed, still messy from playing with Hayley on it this afternoon. "Ti," he sighs, caressing her face. Her lips part slightly, her eyes flutter.

The kiss happens as naturally as their first kiss, it's as beautiful as their second kiss, the one at the party in Echo Park, when she told him she was more than his best friend.

Falling into bed was just as natural: Ti loved making love, and often left him unable to work out. Coby's not sure how much lower he can go than this, both girls in one day. On the same bed even. Ti is on fire with passion, kissing & biting his neck, her black curls tickling his chest. No doubt she misses him as much as he misses her. "Stay with me, Ti," he whispers as she collapses next to him, her lips brushing against her shoulder. "I can't Coby," she says quietly, resting against him for a few minutes before she gets up & puts on her clothes. "I should go see how Justin & Eleanor are doing. We can't do this again, Coby," she says.. "Damn it, Ti," he murmurs as she disappears out the door.

Hayley has come out of hiding by the time he comes out of his apartment with Ti. She gives him a pouty look and asks "What were you doing in there so long?" Coby smiles & tickles her, making her giggle. "C'mon, Hayley, I was just showing her my place. You don't think she's my type, do you?" Hayley folds her arms over breasts,"Well, I don't know, Coby, what is your type?" Coby smiles & caresses her chin. "You're my type, Hayley."