Are you going to do something about that?

Summer's first thought was to drag him away to the bathrooms, be smothered by him there. But, even in her mildly intoxicated mind, she didn't like that idea. Though this club was in high prestige, bathrooms were still bathrooms, and Summer Prescott typically didn't stoop that low.

But then he offered her a pokeball, one she could assume held his Charizard that he flew in on. She held it in her hands, looking over it before looking at him again.

"I'm going to take you home right now. So you can show me."

A pause.

"... if you want to, that is," she added shyly.

As Summer led him out of the club, she laughed at the image of them interacting with knox prescott and samuel carter. "Well... maybe we should tame it down around them. Unless they get out of control." She smirked.

"It's fair game then."

Summer smiled at him, rolling the ball between her hands as he praised her. "I think you just like seeing me in charge. Not that I mind at all," she teased as they walked.

The ball revealed his Charizard, and she reached forward to pet the creature's neck. She had a Charmander of her own, but it wasn't this deep black color. Beautiful.

"Of course I do. I want you to stay with me for the rest of the night."

Should she take him to her home in the Mauville Hills? Summer thought perhaps that wasn't the best idea, since it could be monitored by her father. However, she could absolutely take him to one of the town homes.

She needed to protect him.

"Let's go to one of my family's homes we own in Dewford. Near the sea," she said. "I don't want my father to use you against me..." she said, reaching to touch his cheek gently before climbing onto his Charizard.

Hopefully not flashing anyone under her dress that was still hidden under his hoodie.

"I wonder what we'd do together. Maybe we can play some stupid games," she said with a small laugh, holding her hand for him to join her. "Couple versus couple. We'd beat their asses."

Summer couldn't help the small blush on her cheeks, though a pleased smile was on her lips as she met his eyes. "Well, maybe we can find a way. I'm sure we can, since we both seem so determined."

Perhaps that was Summer's way of saying she would absolutely find some way to play her part while he showed her what he could do.

With their destination set in mind now, she relayed the information to the Charizard, though she would direct him to her ocean home along the way. Unaware of the inner turmoil she set in Casey's mind.

She had just simply made a selfish statement, that she didn't want her father to know about him less he use him against her to get what he wanted.

Summer's stomach jolted as the Charizard took off from the ground, though she felt Casey's torso against her back. It brought her comfort.

"That sounds really nice. We can do that tomorrow. Enjoy the day." She smiled at the thought, of not working and spending the day with him. Things like that were never appealing to her, but Casey made her want to do them.

She would.

The flight to the ocean ended in what felt like no time. Summer hadn't been to her Dewford home by Sea Mauville in some time. "We're here."

Summer smiled at the thought of it, spending all the time in the world with Casey. So, that was that, then. He was hers forever. At least, that's how she saw it at the given moment. She definitely could live with this.

Spotting the Pumpkaboo as Casey reached out, she took the treat and gave it a smile as her hair flew in her face.

When they landed, she slid off the back of the Charizard, straightening her hair out a bit. "It's dark. Shall we go inside?" she offered him with a shy look, beckoning him once he dismounted and put his Pokemon away.

Summer walked to the door of the house, entering the code on the keypad. The door clicked, allowing her entry. Flipping the light on, she entered. The staff kept it clean, so there wasn't a speck of dust in sight.

Leading the way to her room on the second story of the house, she felt her heart pounding in her chest. The aspect of being with Casey, that he'd be there when she woke up, was enough to make her giddy. She opened the door to her room, bed made and everything nice and tidy.

"Do you need any clothes for tomorrow? I can get someone to get some for us. I would say to steal some of the clothes Knox has stored here, but I think you're bigger than he is," she said with a laugh, turning to give him a small smile.

Summer contemplated going to Knox's old room and see if the pants were in there. But, that could be saved for later, couldn't it? Just as he suggested. "I'll take a look later, then. No rush in getting them, I suppose," she said with a small giggle.

She kicked off her shoes and put them into her closet, stored neatly away for her own convenience. "You're welcome to anything in the house. I'm going to step into the bathroom for a minute, okay?"

Stepping away, she slid the door closed behind her, performing her usual nightly routine. She pulled the clips from her hair, brushing her teeth and removing her makeup. Except, a small twinge of nervousness built up in her stomach. Had Casey seen her bare-faced before?

Even when they had met picking berries, she had at least some on. Would he still think she was pretty? She bit her lip as she finished washing her face.

Summer removed her clothes, including the sweatshirt. However, when the chill hit her, she looked back at it and decided to slip it over her mostly nude body. It came down to the middle of her thighs, covering her backside and everything. With that, she stepped back outside.

"I'm going to steal your sweatshirt if you don't stop me," she said with a laugh, twirling a piece of her hair around her finger. She then went to lay on the bed, spreading out her arms with a laugh. "It's like a dress on me."

"Cute socks."

The sight of him, clothed in just his shorts, was enough to make Summer drool. She got a long glance of him from where she now propped herself up on one hand, one of her brows raised. In their quick motions at the Soiree, she hadn't had the time to properly... savor the view.

She would now.

"A simple sweatshirt is all it takes?" she teased, sitting up to look over him. "I'll keep that in mind then. You've given me a weapon to use against you."

It was absolutely a warning because who would stop her from doing what she did now if he were to just come home and find her like this?

Scooting over so she could straddle his hips, Summer ran her hands along his chest, leaning forward until her own pressed against his. "You're so warm too. I can get used to this," she said with a smirk, her fingers brushing against his jaw.