Chapter 3

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“So…” I say to Michael.

“What.” He replies to me, quickly. I decide not to reply. He was giving me too much attitude. I was just going to eat my pizza in silence. I take in my surroundings. The house was very warm and everything was a light olive/green color in the house.

I couldn’t help but stare at pictures of Michael and his mom. “You’re an only child?” I said to him, as I looked at each picture. “Yeah, I am.” He replies. When I finally looked at him and he was staring at me, and his gaze never left mine.

We held eye contact for a really long time. I was finally able to break my eyes from and I looked down at my pizza. “I’m not hungry anymore.” I say to him. “Me either.” He responds.

I look up at him and he was giving me this weird smirk. I couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was right then and there. “Well let me show you to you room.” He say in a very low tone that sends shivers down my spine. “What about the food?” I question.

“Fuck the food.” He says simply. Oh. “Okay.” He takes my bags and takes it upstairs. I follow behind him. It was really dark upstairs and I just followed him up the a room. He turns on the light and it was slightly dim from the lamp in the corner of the room.

“Here is the room you will be staying in, Grace.” He gives a little smirk when he says my name. Its makes me shudder.

I sit down on the bed and look at the room all around me, that I barely realize Michael was sitting down next to me. “You are an observant person.” He says as a question more than a statement. He’s already been paying to me and my habits…

“I guess so.” I look at him  and he was just inches from me. I catch his eyes looking at my lips and then back up to my face.

He scoots a little bit closer to me and places a hand on the back of my neck. “Come here.” He says as he leans closer to my face.

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