A knock sounded at the door and I jumped. When I opened the door there stood Michael with a soft expression that pulled a smile onto my face.
I led him into the house, giving a mini tour, "do you mind?" He gestured towards the kitchen, I shook my head. For 40 minuets I sat on the counter and watched him move about the room, his actions fluid and graceful yet they held power.
When he finished the smell of what he had made almost made me faint. Sitting in front of him at the table I reached for my fork and took a bite....
"Holy mother of pearl!" I softly exclaimed.
The taste made my tongue buzz with excitement. Looking up I saw Michael's eyes glimmer with amusement and appreciation.
Not caring who saw, I shoveled bites in my mouth faster than a freight train.
"Thanks for this Michael, it's nice to not be alone." I said while removing some evidence of the meal from my face.
He nodded taking another bite, I leaned back in my seat taking a break from eating to examine the person across from me.
"What's your favorite color?"
He looked up, eyeing me curiously, "orange."
"What kind of orange? The fruit? The glow of a street light? The fur of a tabby cat?" I prodded.
"The sky during a sunset." He answered.
"You're not much of a talker are you?" I asked as I took another spoonful into my mouth.
"No." Was all the reply I got.
When we were both finished he got up to clean but I beat him to it, taking both plates out of his hands.
After he made me let him help I walked him to the door and we said our goodnights.
I made my way to my room as my heart fluttered and I flung my self onto my bed.
And in one rare abnormality,I went to sleep with no dreams.
((((Sorry for it being short but I was stuck and it took help to even get this much))))
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Her Problem
RomanceAlice has a problem. Her heart is kind but she only feels emptiness She wants to end it all. But someone enters her life and now she can't control her hearts desire and want.
