NOT YET

Nine_Part Two

   When Vera got out of the shower she was dressed in one of Edwin's pajamas shirt. It was big on her and reached pass her butt. She padded into his kitchen, noticing his bare back as he was hunch over the counter doing God knows what.

With careful maneuver, she placed her fingers on his sides and tickled. He shrieked, falling back and away from a cackling Vera.

"So you really do hate being tickled". She laughed. "You are such a baby".

He pouted. "That was so not funny".

She grinned. Happy with herself. "It so was". She moved closer, staring at the counter that had food on it atleast what she assumed was going to be food seeing as it was just chopped vegetables. She noticed the pot steaming on the cooker.

"What are you making?" She asked, bottom lip between teeth.

Edwin stepped closer, fingers peeling an onion skin off the bulb.

"Food, you need to eat. I know you are hungry".

"Ooohh, is that you being such a man type. I like it". Her hand finds it's way to his butt and she spanked it. Edwin jerked from the force.

"You really are something else this night". He reached out, pinching the bridge of her nose. She wiggled it. It was rather cute.

Vera placed her palms on the counter, leaning forward with her mouth open.

Edwin leaned closer, his lips about to touch hers.

She shook her head. And pointed at the chopped carrots. "Ahh". And then points a finger to her open mouth.

Edwin rolled his eyes. She needed to be checked. Could she get anymore adorable?

"No, go away, you are distracting me".

"So I am a distraction?"

"Yep, a big one".

"Is it like in a sexy way?"

Edwin sighed. "No Vee, just go sit down or something"

She shook her head, her voice taking a dive and sounding timid like that of a child's. "I want carrots". She pouted.

"And I am not giving it to you".

"Please?" Her voice sounding like she'd cry any moment.

Edwin sighed. It's been just a day and he was sure that it was going to be a handful with the young woman.

    He'd manage to prepare fried rice as fast as he could before Vera ended up eating all the vegetables. They were seated in his small makeshift dining area at the corner of the room that had a small round glass top table and matching pair of seats.

"This really taste horrible, you are a bad cook, so much for bragging rights". Vera joked as she scooped some more rice into her already filled mouth.

"I know, that's why you can't slow down". He told her, amused by seeing how much she enjoyed his food. He has never cooked for a girl. And it was satisfying to see that she enjoyed it.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I'm just trying not to hurt your feelings by rejecting food". He really was a good cook, but she could not just hand it to him. Yet.

"So how come you are able to spend the night with me today?" He asked, wanting to get it off his chest. He thought Vera had strict parents and was possibly afraid of stepping out for this reason

"I thought I told you, my parents aren't home". She peeled the skin of her chicken and stuffed it inside her mouth. "And besides I did not feel like being home right now, wanted to be with you".