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CHAPTER 7

He interrupted my thoughts when he asked, "hey look I have to go to something at 7, but would you want to stay here and watch movies or something with me?"

I hesitated and questioned myself as to whether or not I should. I decided that it’s just movies what’s the big deal, and answered, "yeah I’d love to."

"Good I’m glad. Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Actually I’m starving." I answered honestly.

He took my hand and pulled me out of his room, down the stairs and out to the kitchen.

"What do you want? I can have the cooks make anything you want?" he asked running his fingers through my damp hair.

"That’s not necessary." I said, "I can cook."

He smiled. "Okay, but at least let me help."

"Alright, but I can’t make any promises about whether or not it will be burned."

He laughed. "So what shall we make?" I asked.

"I don’t know," he said thinking very hard, "something breakfast - like."

"Ok how about omelettes?" I offered thinking of something I knew how to make very well.

"That actually sounds really good."

"Well that settles that then." and with that we set to work.

When we were finished I looked at our end result. Not too bad I thought to myself as I watched him grab two forks from a drawer near the sink and then pour two glasses of orange juice. We carried our plates up to his room. I watched him crawl back into his four poster bed and followed. Not much was said since we were too busy eating to talk. He turned on the plasma screen t.v. just so there was some noise in the room. I finished first. He took my plate and set it on the nightstand. When he had finished he set his plate on top of mine and turned to look at me. I was half watching the t.v. but I felt his gaze on me so I looked at him and asked, "why are you staring at me?" a smile spreading across my face.

"You know," he began."

"Hmm?" I asked as he put his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest.

"You continue to surprise me."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"You are this amazingly gorgeous girl, but you are so down to earth. It honestly shocked me when you refused to have the cooks make our breakfast and when we were done making it you actually ate all of it. What shocked me more is that when I asked you if you wanted to stay here and hang out you actually said yes."

I furrowed my eyebrows feeling even more confused. "Why would any of that shock you?"

"Well," he started, "most of the girls out here and every single girl I’ve ever brought home would freak out at the thought of having to make their own food let alone eat all of it and instead of staying here they suggest that we go do something that involves spending my money on them."

I smiled, "well I guess I’m not that kind of girl. Is that a bad thing?"

"No it’s not at all. You have to be the most genuine girl I have ever met."

I blushed.

"To be honest it attracts me to you more than I already am."

Woah. I thought to myself. Did he just say he was attracted to me meaning more than just psychically. I seriously doubted he told his other one night stands that line to take the sting out of him not calling. What the hell is going on here I wondered. I decided to just not think about it and let things happen the way they were supposed to. He rolled over on his side so he was facing me and wrapped both of his arms around me. He kissed my lips softly and I thought for a brief moment that this was something that I could get used to, but then remembered that once I had left he would replace me his next night out and I would be only a fuzzy memory to him. We just laid there kissing for what seemed like hours. Eventually we pulled away from each other and engrossed ourselves into some overly dramatic movie. His hand slid up my shirt and he ran his fingers along my spine. I shivered and moved closer to him.