Never Again

Chapter 20: Supermarket

Morning quickly had became her favourite time of the day, although she didn't want to admit that to herself. Also surely Sebastian had nothing to do with that, it was just that she liked how the watery sun was illuminating the streets. Today was her day off, so she would miss her much loved walk to work sadly. Nevertheless, there were other more important things to worry about. She was pacing back and forth in the kitchen to make it somehow look presentable. However, it mustn't look like she had put much effort into it and finding that balance was stressing her out. She kept moving the toaster and almost dropped it on the ground in the process. She had to calm down, she told herself. She leaned against the wall and put her hand on her chest, being stressed increased the pain in her ribs and it was hurting a lot. Calm down, just take a deep breath and everything will be fine. At that moment the doorbell rang.

When she opened the door she could see Sebastian standing there with his hands in his pockets. Her heart skipped a beat when her eyes met his and his mouth curved into a smile. He was looking perfect as always and he was wearing tighter jeans than normal.

'Hi, may I come in?' he grinned.

'Of course!' she said hastily. She had just been staring at him and his appearance had made her forget to ask him inside, this was not a good start already. She quickly took a step back and signed with her arms for him to come in. When he walked past her the smell of mint and petrol filled her nostrils and a shiver crept up her spine. She took a deep breath and followed him inside the living room while trying not to notice how round his butt looked in his jeans.

'I like it here,' he said when he walked around the room. He admired the woodwork and tried out the sofa and some of the chairs.

'Do you want something to drink?' she asked nervously standing in the doorway that separated the kitchen from the living room.

'Coffee?' he chuckled while making himself comfortable on the sofa.

'I shouldn't have asked,' she grinned. 'Coffee will be served in the kitchen.' She turned around and opened one of the cupboards to get the coffee.

'Can I help?' Sebastian had followed her into the kitchen and was now leaning against the wall. He looked like a model from some popular fashion magazine.

'Who makes coffee for a living?' she snorted.

'Point taken', he smirked and ran his fingers through his hair. 'I'll shut up and let you work.'

'I don't mind if you talk, just don't touch my coffee,' she said warningly, although she was still smiling. Focussing on the coffee was really hard when he stood there against the wall, she almost put in double the amount of coffee and only noticed it when she was almost done. Damn it Seb, go sit down or something.

'I finally decided which cake I wanted to make,' he spoke.

She turned her head in his direction and raised an eyebrow. 'Really? Which cake then?'

A corner of his mouth lifted and his eyes lit up. 'Sachertorte!'

'You really do have a chocolate obsession, don't you?' she chuckled. He looked as happy as a child and she spotted him licking his lips. She felt her stomach lurch at that sight and cursed him in her head, damn it Seb!

'Who doesn't?' he answered while rolling his eyes, like she had asked him if water was wet.

She smirked and leaned back against the kitchen counter. 'Me,' she answered with an amused grin.

His jaw dropped and he looked utterly shocked. 'You're lying!'

'Nope,' she answered and she poured the coffee into two large mugs which were standing on the counter, 'although I like Toblerone,' she added.