"Okay, I'm gonna go prepare the guestroom for you." I said as I put my plate of food in the microwave.
"Eat first." He demanded.
"You say I'm stubborn while you're bossy." I scoffed even as I sat down next to him and pulled out my plate.
"I'm sorry, but it's apart of me." He shrugged as he took a bite of his macaroni salad,"This tastes great by the way."
"I'm glad." I responded as I got off my chair to fetch a fork from the drawer before walking back.
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Preston's POV
With a sigh, I got off the bed. It felt nice sleeping on one after nearly three years without one. My body feels more refreshed than it has been in a while.
I slipped on my clothes from yesterday before fixing the bed. I've always been a neat person. I slipped out of the room and went into the living room slash Kitchen.
"Good morning." Greeted Alisha with a yawn as she stirred something in a pot on the stove,"I hope you don't mind porridge?"
"Morning, I'm not picky." I replied before walking to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I frowned at the beard that had overgrown half of my face. My hair was sticking out in all directions. With a sigh, I took the toothbrush Alisha had given me yesterday and put some toothpaste on it before brushing my teeth.
When I finished, I rinsed the foam out of my mouth before rinsing my hands and running them over my hair to atleast control it.
Feeling better, I got out of the bathroom and made my way back to the kitchen.
"I'm not sure what you'll put in yours, but I dished up for you." She said.
"It's okay, anything you put in yours, I'll put in mine." I answered, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"Okay, well everything is in the fridge or the cupboard so please feel welcome to search. I hope you don't mind if I got take a quick shower first?" She asked.
"Sure." I shrugged.
With a nod, she disappeared into her bedroom before coming out with a few articles of clothing on her arm. She then disappeared in the bathroom, closing the door behind her and leaving me alone in the kitchen.
I got off my chair and started preparing my porridge before sitting back down and digging in. It's odd when I think about how many years it's been since I last ate porridge. I never saw myself living such a lifestyle, any day from now I'll have to leave or she'll kick me out. This will all seem like a dream in my hopeless life. With a sigh, I dug into my porridge.
I finished my last spoon of porridge just as Alisha walked out of the bathroom. She had on a white sundress, brown sandals and her hair was combed up to an afro. She had it slightly parted at the side, but otherwise it was a normal natural afro. She looked quite breathtaking in all honesty, but I don't have time to be smitten. I've had enough female problems in my life already.
"Are you done already?" She asked as she padded towards me.
"Yes, thank you." I replied as I got up to wash my bowl.
"No, it's okay. You can go take a shower or something so long. I'll just clean the house and start my laundry." She smiled.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes I'm sure." She reassuringly smiled.
"Okay, I'll go take a quick shower then I'll be out of your hair." I said as I made my way to the bathroom.
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Broken By Love (Sample)
Short StoryWhen 23 Year old, Alisha Watson saves a homeless man, she doesn't expect to start falling for the cold, mysterious man. But can she expect those feelings to be returned? When Preston Ross is asked to stay for the night by a stubborn woman because of...