You + Me and Whatever in Between

5

The sunlight shined on my face and I attempted to roll over to avoid the reason to get up. While rolling over I feel the softness of the comforter that I was snuggling up with. But, it wasn't until I noticed that a sheet was sitting on my bare vagina that I had a heart attack.

Sitting up in the bed I took the chance to look at my surroundings. Clothes were scattered on the floor, a pillow was sitting on the couch but the most scariest of all is that I was alone in the room. I started mumbling to myself on how I could be so stupid to sleep with someone knowing them for 30 minutes maybe less and then have the nerve to sleep in their bed. I put on the clothes on the floor and attempted to walk down the stairs in incognito mode.

Reaching for the door knob his voice pierced through the air "Did you know that you're a snorer and a cuddler? It's actually cute rather. Had to pry your leg from my waist just to get up to pee."

I turned around and was met with a shirtless Graham. The few tattoos on his arms were nothing compared to the ones that littered his chest. There was a butterfly that sat right above his heart. If him and I stay in contact more I plan to ask him about it. "If you're done staring I made breakfast. Feel free to eat and take a shower when you're done. If you're uncomfortable using my shower there's a guest bedroom down the hall and you can use that one. I'll bring you some clothes." He pointed to the kitchen and then walked upstairs to fetch clothing for me.

Making a plate I sat at the table. Good looking, good cook, great body. God, is this a sign? What are you trying to tell me. Hearing him edging to the top of the stairs I got up to make him a plate. The least I can do is make a plate since he made an entire breakfast buffet. When he reached me he simply smiled and said thank you.

The shower I took felt so delightful on my body. The heat was enough to release the tightness and pressure left in my body. Why was he doing this? Was he planning to kill me? I took the time to admire the love bites left behind as well as the different make up I would have to buy to cover them before I returned to Fran. He left me a pair of boxers, a black T-shirt, sweatpants, and a hoodie. Everything still with a tag on it. Grateful for his actions I put it on and put my hair in a high puff so it was out of my face.

Downstairs he was still in the kitchen. "You truly didn't have to do this. I mean allowing me to sleep over, giving me clothes along with food. That's more than one night material."

"Well, I was hoping we could be friends. Believe me I didn't expect to do this either. It was seeing you sleep this morning that gave me a motive to do something for you. At the book store you had this look in your eyes as if you've been searching for something your entire life. I really want to get to know you, hang out with you. Just be a friend. I'm not into a relationship."

I started smiling until reality hit me. "Oh my god. Relationship. Your special someone. Oh my god you just cheated. I am so so sorry. I'm a home wrecker." I started to panic and breathing heavy. It completely slipped my mind.

He grabbed my shoulders to still me. "There is no special someone. It was just an excuse to talk to you."

"But the cooking books?"

"All a deploy."

"You dirty bastard." I said shoving his shoulder.

"Dirty in more ways than one but you already know that." His contagious smiled erupted on his face and soon enough mine. He passed me my phone after saying it had been going off and when I checked my notifications my heart fell out of my chest.

*(18) Missed Calls from Jenson*
*(5) Missed Calls from Charlotte*

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