Chapter 6 The

It takes like 10 to 15 minutes for the food to arrive and I set it on the table in front of the TV with drinks and we begin digging in while discussing the movie and making jokes. It feels really normal like a normal thing to be doing with him like this. He's not a stranger and we have known each other for so long.

"I can't believe I'm this relaxed with a stranger in my house"

"We are not strangers anymore. I know you are Brianna and my name is Curtis so we are on first-name basis"

"Curtis. I see.... you don't look like a Curtis"

"Neither do you" and we laugh at his silly answer

"Since I know too much about you I will level the playing field by telling you about me" he begins

"Please do Mr. Curtis"

"Curtis Donovan."

"And what does Mr. Curtis Donovan do?"

"I'm a financial manager. I manage company's finances to put in a nutshell"

"that's really nice"

"not really. It's all about money and numbers, I don't have as much fun as you do. you get to create and make things into reality and I only get to deal with numbers and the market"

"Come on. I want to know more about you" I say to lighten the mood and he starts telling me a little more about himself

We are lost in our own little bubble when his phone rings.

"It's my alarm house on Ellie raised in the morning" he tells me and I wish the time

"I didn't realize it was this late"

"Just admit you didn't realize I was so much fun" and he stands and starts collecting his things as he prepares to leave.

"Aren't you going to see me out?"

"To the door or down stairs? Don't tell me you're scared of this neighborhood"

"Very funny. Come on be a good host"

"Since you asked so nicely"

He takes my hand and i let him as we go downstairs to his car where he parked it.

"Thank you for dinner. I had so much fun in so long" he says turning to me and holding both my hands

"Thank you for not turning out to be a serial killer or a psychopath"

"That has yet to be determined"

"Your crazy"

he pulls me closer to him that I have to crane my neck to look up at his golden eyes and avoid looking at his lips. When he opens them I have to poke myself so as not to close my eyes with the feeling I am experiencing right now

"I want to cook for you "he announces and I am very surprised as I didn't expect it

"What? No! You don't have to do that" I shake my head and try to leave his side but he holds me tighter as one hand goes to my waist

"I said that i was a very good cook and if I remember correctly you disputed my claim. I have to have to prove myself"

"No. really it's fine"

"Plus. You still don't know what happened last night"

"You're the devil"

"I can't disagree with that right now considering what I'm thinking of doing"

He kisses me and I stupidly close my eyes and kiss him back. His lips are so soft and he kisses me so slowly and lets me go so quickly that I doubt the kiss did happen or I just imagine it.

"How does next weekend sound?" he asked me looking at my lips as he' still hasn't let me go yet. I'm still dazed as I nod my head in acknowledgement

"Let's say Friday then?"

"OK but at least let me buy the groceries" he lets me go and puts his hand in his pocket and watches me as if he is studying me very slowly

"Deal?"

"Since I'm cooking and i want at least my dish to be a surprise I can let you do that. Why I don't I just come cook at your place instead and you can have the first seat to watch my amazing talents"

I snort out of nowhere as I tried keeping myself from laughing and quickly close my face with my hands feeling embarrassed by it. He takes both my hands with a smile on his face he kisses my hands then he kisses my forehead. He turns to his car then turns back

"See you next week Brianna" gets in his car and leaves me standing there watching his lights as they fade away.

I use that weekend to take care of my apartment and do house cleaning getting my placing orders as I had been neglecting it. The next week I get one job interview that I'm not very enthusiastic about. I decide to visit the apartment manager as next week I would be expected to pay for rent that I don't have to ask for some more time. She is a beautiful understanding old lady and I have lived in this apartment for two years with no hiccups so she tries to understand my circumstances. I don't see anything happening for me so I'm really starting to see myself moving back home with my mom.

The week move slowly but eventually Friday evening comes. I am very excited it's is the only thing I looked forward to the entire week. I cleaned the kitchen spotless, filled the fridge and bought kitchen equipments.I feel ready as I wait for that knock on the door. It's 8 o'clock but that knock hasn't come yet when my phone rings. It's a new number that i don't recognize

"Hey Brianna. It's curt."

"Hey.....Hi!"

"I'm so sorry to do this but I'm caught up a this last minute thing and I don't think I can make it in time for our dinner"

"Oh!"

"Maybe I can take you out to dinner later when I am done here if you don't mind"

"No! Its fine no worries" I hear muffled voices in the background and he answers them but I can't hear what they are saying

"Hey Brianna are you still there?"

"Yes"

"I have to go but I'll call as soon as I'm done"

"Really. its fine"

"See you later" and hence he ends the call