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CHAPTER 8 - "ROADTRIP"

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Later, Cameron came to the apartment to pick up his things to stay at a hotel. Sean was very uncomfortable, especially when my brother gave him a look of hatred for taking his "place", as he called it. I tried to talk some sense into him and also ask him what was going on, again, but Cameron just replied with a simple "nothing" before slamming the door.

Sunday flew by and by the time I realize it, I'm heading to bed to rest. As I pass by the guest room, Sean is changing his shirt and I can't help but stare at him. He doesn't have super abs or muscular arms but he really doesn't need to. He's really effortlessly beautiful. Sean turns around before I can dissemble and I don't know what to do as I blush.

- I...ummm...wanted to say goodnight.

- Oh, thank you very much. - He says smiling, not bragging about the situation but quite the opposite. He's a little blushing, like me. - Good night to you too and have a good night's rest.

I manage to get my head to nod in response and head to my room, closing the door quickly. I lean against it and sigh. What the hell is wrong with me?

- What's wrong? - Sam asks me from her bed, smiling.

-Nothing. - I lie, which causes her to raise an eyebrow, obviously not believing me. - I'm just tired.

-Yeah, whatever. - She laughs and turns away.

I roll my eyes on my way to bed and fall asleep in a few minutes. I wake up when my alarms sounds, turn it off and head to the bathroom quietly so as not to wake any of the Killeens. Ten minutes later, I walk into the living room and am surprised to see Sean making tea in the kitchen.

I watch him for a moment: he is barefoot, wearing sport shorts and a baggy gray T-shirt. He hums a song I don't recognize as he dances a little. A laugh escapes me and I cover my mouth, though he turns away blushing.

- Good morning, Megan. - He greets me, looking at the floor, blushing.

-Good morning, Sean. - I say smiling. - And call me "Meg", please, did you sleep well?

- Yes, excellent. - He smiles too. - Thank you.

- I'm glad to hear that. Umm Sean... - I start to say and he looks at me with his stunning blue eyes. - What are you doing up so early?

- I...uh... - he stutters and then confesses. - I wanted to make you breakfast. You know...for taking me into your apartment.

- Really? - I ask totally surprised and he nods. - That's... I wasn't expecting that at all, thank you!

- You're welcome. It's the least I can do... - he smiles broadly and points to the table. - That cup is for you. Sammy told me you drink "whipped coffee with three spoonfuls of sugar" for breakfast, her words. So, I took the liberty of making it for you. Oh, and I also toasted that bread that has little things all over it.

-They're seeds. - I reply with a laugh and sit down. I take a sip of my coffee and am impressed to discover that it tastes even better than when I make it myself. I look at Sean, gesturing. - mmm...

- What, you don't like it? - he asks with disappointment. - I'm sorry, I thought I could do it right and.... - he interrupts himself when he sees me start to laugh and I can see his confusion.

- Catch you! - I tell him, he gasps and then joins in my laughter. - No seriously, it's amazing. Better than mine, actually.

- I'm glad to hear that. - he says quoting my earlier words, making me smile. Sean sits across from me and looks at the toast, undecided whether to try it or not.