Our Love Thing

Chapter 7 : Her Name

Y/n POV

After I drained all the pasta from the pot luckily it's not over boiled or anything, and I cooked enough that can feed both me and Wanda. I began to make the sauce of the alfredo as she watch me from the stool on the other side of the kitchen just few feet away from me.

"How do you manage to do that everyday?" I hear the woman said as I continue to stir and season the sauce for our food.

"Manage to do what?" I face her and begin to assemble and plate the pasta I am making for both us. I give her her portion and thank me as I sit a stool away from her and began to eat mine.

"You're studying and working for your father. Isn't that hard?" she ask taking some food in her mouth as I look at her.

"How do you know that?" I say now looking at her, my eyebrows furrowed and my face painted with confusion.

"It's what you always do." she answered me but it did not even answer the questions inside my head but before I can ask anything she spoke again.

"You ask me earlier, who isn't looking for true love. Am I correct?"

"Yeah."

"And I tell you that you would be surprised, because some people only want validations or sex not love." I nodded in agreement and she look at me with the forest green eyes that I have never seen in a person before. I mean I have seen so many people with this colour of eyes but hers just affects me, like even juat her eyes can make me feel like I am in paradise.

"Then what are you looking for?" I asked still being mesmerised by her gaze as she smile at me softly making my stomach flutter.

"I wanted many thing but right now I wanted to know...Why do I feel like I am missing you right now?"

Totally forgetting about the food we're eating as we gaze into each other's eyes, I felt the need to just graze my hand on her definitely soft face and maybe have a feel if she is real or not. Because how can a woman like this be so real and here inside my apartment talking with me, saying sweet things to me.

"Well that is probably because you have been dreaming so much about me." I teased her as she chuckled and look down at the floor.

"Should I force my unconscious to not think about you?"

"You do not even know me yet."

This woman is one hell of a woman. She's like my mother. Damn I mean like the weird shits. This is pretty weird.

"Not yet. Not in this lifetime at least." what she said make me look at her again.

See? Weird shits.

"I am a bit confused. You are saying we have met in a past life?" I asked now getting really into our conversation just now.

"Yes. Most recently." she answered as she got up and make her way to the sink and start to wash her plate. I didn't even know she finished her food already.

"Oh no wait I can do that later, just set it there." I stop her and go into the fridge and pour us an orange juice as I give it to her and bid a thank you.

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A week past and Wanda and I have been talking with each other non stop. I don't know but she's just so sweet and careful with me.

I am now at my fathers office doing some papers for the associates that will be arriving anytime soon. I am doing this weekends when I have no studies means I only study and work twenty four seven, now you know why I had no time for any Y/n things like going out at night because I need to wake up before seven to work for my father.