My brother My Everything. "till Death Do Us Apart"

CHAPTER TWO.

                            2.
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"so What do we have here?" saying that as I inspected my empty fridge that I know not when was it filled?

(This past week I have been a mess seriously)

I smoothly stretched my hand inside the empty fridge and reached for an apple which was the only thing left inside.

(I must do some groceries before this weekend ends in effect, no! today..actually now)

I grabbed my phone going through searching for my Uber app.

As I was going through my phone to request my uber ride I heard my doorbell ring,

(I'm not expecting anyone)

I steadily stepped towards the door.

"uhm hi"

I politely greeted the man standing in front of my door as he politely responding to my greeting.

I couldn't help it but stare at his killer trendy hair cut as he was running his lusty hands through, his delightful smile was upstanding breathtaking.

"I hope I'm not interrupting"

He again opened his gorgeous pink lips which I totally melted as soon as I heard his masculine voice

"n- not at all, h-how can I help you"

Politely raising my feminine voice as I was trying my best not to expose my adoration look for him.

"Well, let me explain why I'm here and who I am because I can see you literally forgot"

(Forgot?)

My eyes stuck at him as he made his speech calmly,

"I am John and I met you last night at some club, and I'm also the one who brought you home" he rised an eyebrow as he scanned my confused expression.

"oh and I have your shoe" he said still reading my eyes, I assumed he was trying to figure out if I remembered him, unfortunately nope.

(My shoe?)

How did I not remember such a beauty, I mean he is not worth forgetting.

(My God this is the John who brought me home last night, the John I was already threatening in my thoughts, if he had done anything silly, but now that I know how he looks I don't care whether he did or didn't do anything silly) I bit my lower lip because of the thought.

I welcomed him in and showed him a seat, "oh thanks so how did you sleep last night" he asked, as he gradually pull out one of the kitchen chairs next to the kitchen island and sat down and smirked.

I closed the door behind me and grabbed one seat to sit next to him leaving a small space between us and one chair.

I so wanted to sit next to him but I had to monitor the feeling, We had a chit chat about the night before. Finally, someone helped me remember some bit and pieces of what actually happened last night.

"You were drunk so I had to be chivalrous and drive you home-" I wasn't concentrating on his words but his blue eyes surrounded by long fuzzy-looking eyelashes as he blinks slowly and bedrooms calling. I couldn't stop but to bit on the inside of my lower lip again.

(What am I doing lusting on a man I don't even know what if he's a serial killer or worse, besides I just broke up with paul a week ago, I can't be flirted by John bringing back my shoe, it's my shoe, after all, he had to bring it)