Second Chance

Chapter 7

December 13th

Today was filled with press and bullshit. 

It hasn't been a great day to say the least but now i'm on my way home. 

 Billie texted me early and asked if I was up for a drive tonight but I said no and told her about my shitty day. I should have said yes. She would have made my day better. 

When I pulled into my driveway I was met with a car in my spot. I was about to groan and get mad but when I saw it was Billie, I laid off and smiled. 

 Quickly, I got out and skipped to my door. It was unlocked and when I opened it I was met by the smell of soup. 

 Billie stood over the oven stirring a pot and music played softly in the background. "If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you're trying to swoon me." I put my bag down and walked over to her. "Maybe I am." She put the spoon down and walked up to me. She hugged me tightly. 

 "I figured since you said you had a bad day id make you dinner." She said once we pulled away. I tilted my head at her and smiled. "Aww Billie you're such a sweetheart." She shook her head and went back to the pot. 

 "Anything for you." I nearly collapsed. She would say things like that often. Anything for you. I repeated in my head. 

 Since I was weak in the knees, I took a seat at my island and watched her cook. 

 "So, what will I have to do to be even with you after this?" I half joked. She turned around and leaned forward on the island, making eye contact with me. "I can think of one thing." A flirty smiled played on her lips. I couldn't tell if she was joking or not. She seems to be flirty with a lot of people so it's hard to tell if shes being for real or not. 

 Then I remember she has a boyfriend and she just likes to be flirty with people for fun. Although she seemed to be slowly inching closer to me now. 

 Maybe i'm imagining things. Maybe i'm moving toward her. I know I shouldn't give in to this and I know I should try to get over this little crush but I wanted to give in so so badly. 

 "And what would that be?" I said quietly. 

 We were moving closer and closer to each other. She looked at my lips and that smiled came back. "I'll let you take a guess." She tilted her head a bit. My breathing started to pick up now and I bit the inside of my lip to keep me from smiling or blushing. 

 "I'm not sure Billie, tell me." She planted her hand on either side of my body and pushed herself back, now looking at me. She shook her head and tisked before turning around and going back to stir the soup. Mentally I slapped myself. Was she mad now? 

She took the pot of the burner and dished us both a bowl. 

 The whole time she didn't say a word. After she placed the bowl in front of me she took a seat across the island and started eating. "Thank you for dinner bil." Finally she looked up and made eye contact with me. 

 "No worries." A small, hardly noticeable smile was on her lips.

      Billie and I were in my hot tub just talking and having a cocktail. She was back to normal after we finished eating. Well almost. She wouldn't look me in the eye for a while then when she did, she got flustered and looked away. 

 I wasn't used to seeing her so standoffish. She's normally so confident and flirty. 

 She rested her head back on the hot tub ledge with her arms out behind her. Her eyes were shut so I figured looking was okay. My bikini didn't fit her very well. I guess it makes since, she's like 3 cup sizes bigger than me.