Mysterious

Chapter 20

Bruno walked into Arissa's apartment to see her sprawled out on her living room floor mid stretch. She was laying on the floor with her eyes closed –one leg on top of the other with her head down silently counting to herself with her ipod on her arm. She was bobbing her head to an unknown song. Her hair was up in a bun with bobby pins in random places to keep her layers from falling onto her neck. Even with her meticulous planning there were still little pieces on hair stuck to her neck. After reaching the number she needed to she fell back on to the ground and sighed in relief. She looked up with a bright red face and the greenest eyes he had ever seen in his life. Holy....shit. was all he could think. Arissa jumped as she saw him from the corner of her eye.

"Holy crap!" I didn't know you were back yet!" she responded. She didn't get up, obviously too exhausted from her exercise to get up to get up to see him. "I ran too much to get up...." she told him. He stretched out next to her moving a piece of sweaty hair out of her face. He kissed her gently.

"I love you..." he told her.

"I love you, too..." she responded touching his cheek feeling his smile through her sweaty hands. It made her melt into her sweaty shirt. He stood up and grabbed her hand to help her get up. "Owwww...." she cried.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked her.

"You...you're hurting me. You're too pretty to be in the presence." she told him kissing him running off into the kitchen.

He walked back toward her to see what she was doing. She was getting something to eat.

"Don't eat too much. We're eating something super yummy, tonight." he told her. "But it's a secret. I can't tell you what it is."

She opened her brownie snack pack, licking the cover seductively. She licked her lips starting, "Bruno, you don't keep secrets. I'll know what it is in 10 minutes. Book it."

"Okay. What are we betting on?" he raised his eye brow then winking at her.

"Hmmm...." she thought. "I'm bad at this, but I don't think I want you to decide..." she started to laugh knowing that he would come up with something ridiculous and most likely out of this world that would embarrass her.

"Go take a shower. I'll think of something..." he said slyly.

"Give me two minutes. I don't want you to have enough time to be that creative." she told him.

Arissa danced into her bedroom while he got some things out of the fridge. He insisted on cooking for her that night. She was sick of going out and didn't want anyone else to see them. She had seen a few tweets that day indicating that he was at Tiffany's which made her very nervous. Yikes...now what am I going to do? He obviously didn't forget about the sevens. She grabbed her phone to call his assistant and best friend Ryan before getting in the shower. She turned on the shower water and her ihome so it sounded like she was doing something other than calling one of his best friends.

"Ryan...what does he cook?" she asked him after they talked for a few seconds.

"What type of day did you two have? I don't need details, just like, chill, romantic?" he asked.

"He went out with my sister, I went to work...I don't know what that would be classified as."

"He's cooking you his mom's chicken and Spanish rice."

"Thank you. I owe you." She said.

"You're welcome. Have a good night!" they hung up.

She stuck her head out of the bathroom without turning down the music and yelled "Spanish rice and chicken!"