Pandora

3- This

I couldn't stop thinking about him all night. The way he looked at me, his hand in mine, his breath on my neck. And our words.

Thinking about it, something seems off. I told him a lot about me and what I liked. But I don't know much about him. At the moment I didn't realise, that he was avoiding all my questions about his life.

Before leaving last night we exchanged numbers.

So I text him, 'What time will we meet?'

'11 am, my house <3' he answers a couple of minutes later.

All morning I try to imagine what could happen, but it only makes me more nervous. At around ten past I leave my apartment making sure I have the wallet.

As I predicted there are a thew traffic jams, and even though I left early I still arrive ten minutes late. I scan the street to find his house hoping that I will recognise it. I finally find it, park and walk up to the door, and once again without rigging the doorbell, Ed opens the door. I wonder how he knows I'm here, it's a bit creepy.

"Hi!" he says, giving me a kiss... on the cheek.

I'm a bit disappointed but it's only the second time we have meet, so I understand.

"Hey!" I answer

He takes my hand and pulls me inside. In the middle of the living room he lets go and looks at me.

"What's up?" I ask

He doesn't answer and continues to stare at me. He's isn't waiting for something, but thinking.

About me? About us? Don't be stupid, there is no us, for now. I hope.

"I'm thinking about the future..." he finally answers.

"How's that?"

"We hardly know each over, but... I'm spending all my time with you"

A big smile spreads across my lips, and in response to his statement, I lean towards him and kiss him gently on the lips.

This contact, even though lasting for a short time, leaves a sweetness on my lips. When I lean back he takes my hands and pulls me to him. With my head on is chest, and his chin on on my hair, I think about the future too. It will be hard to go back to normal after this weekend...

After a couple of minutes we finally pull apart, not really willingly. My clothes now smelling of him.

He takes me into the garden, where there is a table full of food, two chairs opposite each other and his guitar.

We sit down, and the sun shines on us. I suddenly realise that when I'm with Ed I always have butterflies in my stomach, I'm always hot and my heart beats a thousand times faster.

I'm so calm in his company, he reassures me. I have never feel anything like this before, even though this isn't my fist love story... But with him, everything is different. He pours me a glass of wine, and we start to talk.

"Do you like music?" he asks

"Just as much as you like your guitar, and I like your voice when you sing"

His face lights up when I speak.

"So are you a musician?"

"What do you mean?" he asks

"Are you in a band? Or solo? Or is it just a hobby?"

"Err" he hesitates, not knowing what to answer, as if he was hiding something.

"I have already preformed on stage" he finally says "But it was about a year ago"

"Oh! Can you sing me one of your songs?"

He picks up his guitar, and starts playing a thew notes.

This is the start of something beautiful
This is the start of something new
You are the one who'd make me lose it all
You are the start of something new, ooh

And I'll throw it all away
And watch you fall into my arms again
And I'll throw it all away
Watch you fall, now

You are the earth that I will stand upon
You are the words that I will sing

And I've thrown it all away
And watched you fall into his arms again
And I've thrown it all away
Watched you fall, now

And take me back
Take me home
Watch me fall
Down to earth
Take me back for

This is the start of something beautiful
You are the start of something new

I am mesmerised by the song, the beautiful lyrics, his enchanting voice, the wonderful melody. It's really very beautiful, and I'm sad it has finished.

We speak more than we eat, and it's two o'clock when we get to dessert.

"What do you do for a living?" I ask

His happiness fades slightly at the question and he frowns.

"Nothing in particular..."

"You're unemployed?" I'm shocked, since he has a luxurious house.

"No...It's more like a break" he says, avoiding my first question.

Why does he have to be so mysterious? I hardly know anything about him! I don't know his job, where he's from. I don't even know his surname! He will have to tell me sooner or later.

I brought the dessert. Edward smiles at the chocolate cake, I baked this morning. Time flies and it's already getting dark. I'm the happiest I've ever been and I feel so safe in his arms. I couldn't be any better. We are on the sofa watching a film. I don't even know what it's about, I am too busy enjoying his company.

We agreed to meet only on weekends, Otherwise it's too complicated with work and all. By the way, I never got to ask him why he was at the office when I saw his the first time.

Smiling away I begin to wonder how I will explain the past thew days to Mary, my best friend and colleague. So much has happened in so little time.