Remember Me?

Chapter Seven

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“Amelia honey, wake up.” Kaitlin said softly, shaking her shoulder

Amelia moaned, flipping over, “Blake, give me 10 more minutes.”

She laughed, “Amelia sweetie, you’re dreaming.”

Amelia’s eyes slowly opened, “Umm... good morning Kaitlin.”

Kaitlin smirked, “Dreaming about a certain green-eyed Adonis, are we?”

Amelia bit her lip, “No.”

Truth be told, she had been dreaming about him.

She was dreaming about his lips, his eyes, his hair, his cocky little smile.

God, she’d never been this obsessed about a man before. Ever.

“Come on then sleepy head get up. James has run you a bath.” Kaitlin laughed, departing the room.

After eventually rousing herself from the hot, sexy Blakeville that she had been in, (where all of the citizens of the town were Blake), Amelia climbed into a rose scented bath. She loved the feeling of the warm water lapping over her toes.

After she had dried off, she dressed casually in a blue striped light cotton shirt and some light blue faded jeans. She combed her hair and let it fall around her shoulders.

Amelia sighed, heading downstairs to the kitchen, following the heavenly scent of pancakes on the way.

“James? What’s cooking?”

“Breakfast is served.”

Amelia gasped.

Blake stood at the kitchen counter in a black polo shirt and dark jeans. She watched his muscles flex as he flipped over the pancakes onto the plates. He hadn’t combed his hair back.

He looked totally sexy, she thought.

“Why thank you,” he grinned

She gasped again, was that out loud?

“You’re... you’re back?” she whispered.

“Great reaction,” he rolled his eyes, “Should I just go back to Cape Town?”

She ran up to him, throwing her arms around his neck.

He laughed and lifted her up into the air.

“I missed you.” She breathed

“And I missed you too.” He smiled

He put her down and looked into her eyes, running the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip.

She looked upwards and his lips captured hers, setting off an explosion.

He had missed this, missed her.

Forget about other women, she was his first kiss, his first crush, surely that meant something?

Someone cleared their throat, and they jumped away as if lightening had struck between them.