Devotion
Chapter Four
“Honey, I’m home!” I called out jokingly to Brooke as I unlocked the front door to our apartment.
“Hey, how was your day?” She called from the lounge-room.
“Pretty good, the meeting went well and I had lunch with Harry after.” I replied as I walked into the kitchen. I heard Brooke stumble around and within a few seconds she was beside me while I made myself a cup of coffee.
“You had lunch with Harry? Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” She demanded. I shrugged.
“He came to have lunch with James but he wasn’t there so we had lunch instead.” I told her.
“How did it go?” She asked. I took a sip of my newly made coffee before responding.
“Good, we talked about a lot of stuff.”
“Such as..? Does he have a girlfriend?” She asked.
“No, he’s single at the moment.” I replied.
“So…” She edged me on.
“So what?”
“Are you going to go for it?”
“I don’t think he’s interested in me that way.” I replied as I sat down at the kitchen table beside where Brooke had already taken a seat.
“Then would you mind if…” Brooke trailed off, failing to make eye contact.
“Would I mind if what?” I replied.
“If I went out with him?” She told me.
“Oh.” I said, surprised. “Sure…go ahead I suppose.” I shrugged.
“Thank-you G! You’re the best.” She grinned and waltzed out of the kitchen. I remained seated though. Do I really want Brooke to go out with Harry? I thought. It doesn’t matter, she’s my best-friend and I can’t stop her.
Three Nights Later.
“Hey, where are you going?” I asked Brooke. She was all dressed up in a blue and silver dress with her hair whisked off her face and into a loose bun. She had a plunging neckline which she accented by having no jewelry replacing the missing fabric (http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/amandaseyfeat.jpg).
“I’m going out with Harry.” She smiled.
“Already!?” I cried. “What? How?” Brooke laughed.
“I have my ways.” She winked at me. “I hope it goes well, he seems really sweet. Wish me luck!” She cried as she exited the apartment. I suppose I should probably be happy for her… I thought to myself. I looked at what I had planned for tonight – a movie and some ice-cream. I do live a very sad life all alone… I sighed depressingly.
My mobile phone suddenly sounded and continued until I picked it up. “Hello?” I asked into the handset.
“Hey, it’s James.”
“Oh, hey!” I cried.
“So I was wondering if you wanted to do something tonight since I know Brooke’s going out with Harry…” His voice trailed off.
“Sure.” I replied. “I’ll just meet you at your place in half an hour if you want?” I asked.
“Yeah, see you then.”
“Bye!” I called. Great, now I have to change out of my sweats. After about ten minutes of trying to work out what I was going to get dressed into I decided on wearing a simple black dress, leaving my hair to hang around my shoulders neatly (http://www2.pictures.stylebistro.com/gi/Leighton+Meester+Dresses+Skirts+Little+Black+naEhGOCoZ5gl.jpg).
“You look…um...” James stuttered when I arrived at his house door exactly thirty-five minutes later.
“Do I look ok?” I asked.
“You look better than ok, you look amazing.” He told me, causing a smile appear on my face.
“Thanks James.” I said, still smiling. “So where are we going?”
“I thought we’d stay here and I’d cook for us.” He replied.
“Oh…” I said, confused. I’ve gotten all dressed up for nothing! “Ok, sure. Are you any good at it?”
“I don’t know.” He laughed. “We’ll have to see wont we!”
-
“James, this is amazing! Where did you learn to cook like this?” I said, shoveling more of the chicken stir-fry into my mouth.
“My mum taught me, it’s one of the benefits of being Italian.” He grinned. “Is it really that good or are you just saying that?”
“No, it’s actually that good!” I cried. “Lucy is a lucky girl.” I winked, causing his grin to falter. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing, it’s just Lucy and I broke up yesterday.”
“Why? If you don’t mind me asking” I asked, concerned for him.
“It’s fine, we just weren’t suited for each other, I guess.”
“Oh, I’m sorry James.” I replied, moving closer to him so I could rub his arm apologetically.
“It’s ok; I’ve actually already got my eye on someone else.” He replied before making eye contact with me.
“Who?” I asked. After a few seconds of silence he finally replied.
“…You, Grace.” He slammed his lips into mine as our tongues fought together violently.
“James, I had no-idea.” I told him truthfully as I came up for air.
“I’ve wanted you for so long now, even when I was with Lucy.” He admitted. He kissed me passionately again, bringing one of his hands to rest at the bottom of my jaw, holding my face in place. “You’re gorgeous, Grace.” He whispered into my ear. “Don’t ever forget that.”
“Hey, how was your day?” She called from the lounge-room.
“Pretty good, the meeting went well and I had lunch with Harry after.” I replied as I walked into the kitchen. I heard Brooke stumble around and within a few seconds she was beside me while I made myself a cup of coffee.
“You had lunch with Harry? Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” She demanded. I shrugged.
“He came to have lunch with James but he wasn’t there so we had lunch instead.” I told her.
“How did it go?” She asked. I took a sip of my newly made coffee before responding.
“Good, we talked about a lot of stuff.”
“Such as..? Does he have a girlfriend?” She asked.
“No, he’s single at the moment.” I replied.
“So…” She edged me on.
“So what?”
“Are you going to go for it?”
“I don’t think he’s interested in me that way.” I replied as I sat down at the kitchen table beside where Brooke had already taken a seat.
“Then would you mind if…” Brooke trailed off, failing to make eye contact.
“Would I mind if what?” I replied.
“If I went out with him?” She told me.
“Oh.” I said, surprised. “Sure…go ahead I suppose.” I shrugged.
“Thank-you G! You’re the best.” She grinned and waltzed out of the kitchen. I remained seated though. Do I really want Brooke to go out with Harry? I thought. It doesn’t matter, she’s my best-friend and I can’t stop her.
Three Nights Later.
“Hey, where are you going?” I asked Brooke. She was all dressed up in a blue and silver dress with her hair whisked off her face and into a loose bun. She had a plunging neckline which she accented by having no jewelry replacing the missing fabric (http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/amandaseyfeat.jpg).
“I’m going out with Harry.” She smiled.
“Already!?” I cried. “What? How?” Brooke laughed.
“I have my ways.” She winked at me. “I hope it goes well, he seems really sweet. Wish me luck!” She cried as she exited the apartment. I suppose I should probably be happy for her… I thought to myself. I looked at what I had planned for tonight – a movie and some ice-cream. I do live a very sad life all alone… I sighed depressingly.
My mobile phone suddenly sounded and continued until I picked it up. “Hello?” I asked into the handset.
“Hey, it’s James.”
“Oh, hey!” I cried.
“So I was wondering if you wanted to do something tonight since I know Brooke’s going out with Harry…” His voice trailed off.
“Sure.” I replied. “I’ll just meet you at your place in half an hour if you want?” I asked.
“Yeah, see you then.”
“Bye!” I called. Great, now I have to change out of my sweats. After about ten minutes of trying to work out what I was going to get dressed into I decided on wearing a simple black dress, leaving my hair to hang around my shoulders neatly (http://www2.pictures.stylebistro.com/gi/Leighton+Meester+Dresses+Skirts+Little+Black+naEhGOCoZ5gl.jpg).
“You look…um...” James stuttered when I arrived at his house door exactly thirty-five minutes later.
“Do I look ok?” I asked.
“You look better than ok, you look amazing.” He told me, causing a smile appear on my face.
“Thanks James.” I said, still smiling. “So where are we going?”
“I thought we’d stay here and I’d cook for us.” He replied.
“Oh…” I said, confused. I’ve gotten all dressed up for nothing! “Ok, sure. Are you any good at it?”
“I don’t know.” He laughed. “We’ll have to see wont we!”
-
“James, this is amazing! Where did you learn to cook like this?” I said, shoveling more of the chicken stir-fry into my mouth.
“My mum taught me, it’s one of the benefits of being Italian.” He grinned. “Is it really that good or are you just saying that?”
“No, it’s actually that good!” I cried. “Lucy is a lucky girl.” I winked, causing his grin to falter. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing, it’s just Lucy and I broke up yesterday.”
“Why? If you don’t mind me asking” I asked, concerned for him.
“It’s fine, we just weren’t suited for each other, I guess.”
“Oh, I’m sorry James.” I replied, moving closer to him so I could rub his arm apologetically.
“It’s ok; I’ve actually already got my eye on someone else.” He replied before making eye contact with me.
“Who?” I asked. After a few seconds of silence he finally replied.
“…You, Grace.” He slammed his lips into mine as our tongues fought together violently.
“James, I had no-idea.” I told him truthfully as I came up for air.
“I’ve wanted you for so long now, even when I was with Lucy.” He admitted. He kissed me passionately again, bringing one of his hands to rest at the bottom of my jaw, holding my face in place. “You’re gorgeous, Grace.” He whispered into my ear. “Don’t ever forget that.”
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7/18/13