A Blessing In Disguise.

chapter 5

        After a few minutes of comfortable silence he spoke. “can I ask why you reacted the way you did before,” when I didn’t speak he then added. “you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, I asked because am a little worried."
     
   Titling my head to the side I bit my lip and then said. “when people say that, its because they want you to actually tell them and make it look like its your idea in the end. I can’t tell you everything but I will say this..." stopping, I blow out a breathe as i resined the dishes then turned to face him, removing the gloves. “the prospect of having the press here scared me a little."
   
     “that much I figured by the way you spoke, you weren’t really successful in hiding it from your voice." he says and I smile.
    
     “before I came to L.A, I used to live in New York as a model. One bad decision led to another and it brought me to this moment. I left without anyone noticing because I just wanted to forget the past and focus on my future with my baby." I answered, reluctantly looking up at him. I admired the blue eyes looking down at me and leaned a little closer noticing it also has a bit of grey in there.
    
     “is this about the baby’s father?” he asked gently, almost hesitantly.
  
    “a little bit, but its mostly about me and what I should have done right. Coming here to L.A is more or less a retreat for me to recover while keeping the press off my back, them knowing about the baby is the last thing I want." I answered.
    
    He shifted and pulled me into his arms, startling me. I blinked, my body stiff and he said. “I know this is awkward with me randomly hugging you but I was raised to always offer comfort to friends who need it,” I scowled a bit at the "friend's' statement then berated myself. “I won’t ask you what happened because you obviously don’t want to talk about it, but just know if you ever do, I’ll be here." slowly he rubbed my back and I relaxed in his arms, returning the hug.
      
     “thanks josh." I whispered with a smile into my chest.
 
    Pulling back, I took a step back. “so what now, are we done for the day or is there anything else?”
    
     “hmm, I was going to try and mow the lawn in the backyard and then wash my car. if you don’t feel like going home then can you help this poor, poor, blind man?” he asked with a fake pout, he made a terrible puppy dog face then blinked his lashes slowly and I grimaced.
   
     “I’ll help as long as you don’t make that face ever again." Throwing his head back he laughed as he straightened, holding out his hand for a shake.
    
    "deal."
  
    "deal."

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          We spent an hour cleaning up his car, with a lot of playing though and he talked to me about his family and friends. He spent most of the time explaining about hilarious events that involved him and his older and daring, bike riding, bungee jumping sister -apparently she’s an adrenaline junky. He bragged of how he was a notorious prankster as a kid all through high school and even college when he wasn’t engrossing himself in sports, he talked about how he got his first pet fish at 8 and then killed it by overfeeding 10mins later. He showed me the battle scar he got when he wrestled with a wildcat in the streets for his half eaten sandwich and at the end of the day, got it taken from him.
      
       He asked about my past too, making sure to stay clear of any recent topic which I appreciated and I told him about my childhood, I laughed the entire time spent with him and even got to learn how to work a mowing machine. He instructed me as I drove the huge thing across the grass which now has uneven lengths of grass, I never said anything to him about the destruction I made on the lawn and will instead wait till he can see it for himself. 
     
        Pulling my wet and dirty tanks top from my body, I grimaced in distaste. If my mum could see me now, she’ll no doubt have an heart attack. “I need to go home and have a bath, do you want to come over for dinner later?” I asked, looking up at him.
   
        He glanced down at me, surprise clear on his face. “you’re inviting me for dinner?” he asked and I nodded.
 
      “uhh-uh, it must be lonely and boring here all by yourself and even harder for you without your sight. Besides, I spotted a lot of empty pizza boxes before in the trash and don’t want you to go through eating pizza again, you cooked lunch for me so the least I can do is invite you over for dinner. Especially after I destroyed your backyard." I muttered that part in a low voice to myself under my breathe.