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Chapter 9

  I wipe my mouth clean and clear my voice nervously. After having an extremely awkward dinner with Harry, following his confession about last night, I feel like it is time that I get out of the apartment that isn't even mine. Besides, I should be getting home to feed my dog.

  Yet I can't help but feel as if I belong here. As if everything that I have ever wanted in a man is right here in the chair sitting across from me. The brown curls framing his face delicately while his eyes concentrate on getting the last egg crumbs on his plate. What was supposed to be a simple dinner at his house turned into a bed and breakfast situation. Although I'm not proud of passing out on his couch and taking over his bed, I somehow feel no regrets. Maybe it's because of the fact that I feel like this is all just temporary or maybe it's the bit of alcohol that's probably still left in my system.

"I think I should get going" I say after I finish my orange juice. I try not to look at his eyes in fear of becoming completely submissive under his stare.

"Are you in a hurry?" He asks blatantly. I think of an excuse to get out of this extremely beautiful place that seems to bring me no good.

"Well I didn't plan on staying so long, so I didn't leave enough food for Spice. She's my dog in case you forgot" I explain. He nods understandingly and gets out of his chair. He grabs all the platter himself even though I insist on helping him.

  Harry leaves the kitchen and I go to the living room to gather my purse and cell phone. I notice one missed call from Andy and I smile at my phone screen. He was probably calling to see how dinner had gone, not knowing that I had actually spent the night at Harry's.

  Harry enters the living room in his usual outfit of black skinny jeans and a loose t-shirt. His shirt today has a bunch of female looking hands sketched all over the plain white top. I find the shirt quite interesting and stare at it for a while before realizing that I must seem like a child. Harry grabs his keys and leads me toward the door of his apartment without a word.

  Once in the car, I ask if we can play some music and he turns on his car radio. A Miley Cyrus song comes on and I almost burst out laughing when I catch Harry lip syncing. Somehow I make it back to my own apartment without laughing at him or slapping myself for thinking of something stupid to say. I get out of the car and thank him for everything that he did for me.

"No problem love. See you around" he says with a small smile, his accent enchanting me. I smile back but notice that the his smile seems more forced than it was last night and all the other times we've talked.

  I head up to my apartment and feed Spice immediately. I walk to my room to put my hair in a bun and notice that I still have Harry's clothes on. I groan to my reflection and flop down on my bed, not knowing what to do next. Normally, I would just call him and let him know so that we can arrange a date and exchange each other's clothing. But this is not normal at all. It has been awkward enough after Harry basically telling me he saw me half naked. Calling him again after I literally just left his place would most likely annoy him as well.

  For some reason though, in the back of my mind is a looming thought that something might've happened last night that he kept hidden from me. When he dropped me off he seemed kind of uninterested and distracted. Maybe he saw that I wasn't who he hoped I was. Maybe he saw that I wasn't model thin and had a killer body like the women he must be used to being with. Maybe I was just a curiosity he wanted to explore but didn't end up working out so well for him. Maybe I had proved to be too much of a burden for him.

  I sigh and decide to take Spice out for a walk to the dog park. The slight breeze in the air relaxes me a little bit on the way there. We arrive at the dog park and I take a seat on the bench from last time while Spice plays.  After a few minutes I get bored and start playing games on my phone. I get so bored that I don't even notice the man that sits down next to me until he speaks.