CHAPTER 4 - Pizza

[ Myrtle's Point of View ]

We gasped for air as our lips parted.

For a few seconds, I got back to my senses.

"Oh, gosh," I muttered and covered my lips. What have I done?!

"Uh... That... that wasn't supposed to happen. I mean, those were my hormones. I didn't do it on purpose. Trust me-"

He placed his pointer finger on my lips as a sign to shut me up.

"Shh, do you want me to shut you up using my lips again?" he said and moved closer to me.

"Stop. I feel like this doesn't seem right," I said and turned away from him. I proceeded to the shade and hugged myself.

"Why? It's not like you are dating anyone," he replied and followed me.

"No... I just... I just met you days ago. Do you think this is so fast? I barely even know you. In fact, I don't know you at all."

"Then marry me, Myrtle," he said and grabbed my wrist.

"You're freezing. Let's go to my car," he continued after exchanging glances for seconds.

...

"Ah, so, what are you gonna do?" Sean uttered while leaning on the driver's seat, with his other hand on the steering wheel.

"Nothing. I didn't mean to kiss you. T...Those were just my hormones." I looked away.

Hormones? Really?

Sean smirked and looked at me. "Alright. Hormones it is," he said.

He kisses very well. I could still feel it, somehow.

Erase that! We're not even dating!

I sighed as I realized I would never get a job in this city. I'm hopeless.

Unless I marry this guy beside me.

I glanced at him, and when I saw that he was also looking at me, I abruptly looked away.

"Why did you look at me?" he asked.

"Is it bad to look at you?"

He smirked and shook his head a bit. I was wondering how someone could look as handsome as him.

After how many minutes, we finally arrived back at his condo. I just took all the available strength to keep a straight face after all the embarrassment I had done.

And now, I'll be sleeping in his place AGAIN!

We were walking towards the entrance of his condo when he suddenly stopped and looked back at me.

"Hmm, where will I sleep if you get to sleep in my room again?" he asked, grinning at me.

Eh?

"Your condo is pretty massive. I can take the other room or the maid's room or the couch." Hah! No, I won't sleep in his room again.

"All rooms are full. My cat will sleep on the couch. So, where are you gonna stay?"

I clenched my fist and grimaced. I am not TOO dumb not to realize what he meant.

"Then, I'll sleep somewhere else. Your condo is not the only place where I can sleep, you know?"

I turned my back away, but he started chuckling out of nowhere.

I looked back at him, and he was leaning on the door with his arms crossed while looking directly at me.

"You don't have money. Don't you dare use my credit card because I'm going to charge you double than what you spent," he asserted.

I groaned in frustration. I can't believe I was with a very unbelievable guy like him.

We both went inside his condo, and a cat suddenly appeared and went to snuggle on Sean's leg.

I hadn't seen that cat when I got here.

"Why haven't I seen that cat?" I asked while looking at the snowy white furry kitten.

"My cat is a vagabond. It travels from place to place but eventually comes back to my place through the window anytime he wants," Sean replied and grabbed his cat.

"What's his name?" I asked while Sean was lifting his cat.

"Oh. His name is Rudolph."

Rudolph. It doesn't have a red nose, does it?

I brushed my fingers to the cat's soft fur, but ut suddenly showed its fangs to me.

"He doesn't like me," I said and smiled.

"He'll eventually like you. After all, he likes pretty gals." Sean winked at me and placed Rudolph on the couch.

I sat beside Rudolph and patted his head. "Do you mind if I sleep beside you? Don't worry, I don't snore," I whispered to the cat, who didn't even understand what I uttered.

"Rudolph doesn't want anything besides him when he sleeps. But I do," Sean suddenly said while unbuttoning his somewhat damp polo.

"Oh, really? I won't sleep with a stranger. I wasn't raised by my mom just to do those nasty things you have in mind," I replied and frowned.

I felt freezing and embraced myself. Out of the blue, I felt a blanket covering me from behind.

"You can take a bath first before I do," Sean spoke in a low voice, lightly.

As I was taking a shower, I couldn't help but think of my mom. I hope she's doing fine, and I hope I will find a job as soon as possible.

If there's still a job out there in the city for me.

After I rinsed my body, my eyes widened as I realized I didn't have any clothes for me to change.

Goodness, why haven't I thought of buying?

"Uhm, Sean! Do you have extra clothes in there? For women?" I screamed while hugging myself for dear life!

"Hmm, no extras, but I can ask the helper to buy the stuff that you need."

But, it's already late. There's no way any shop will be open at this moment.

I sighed and took my last straw. "So, could you at least lend me something to wear? I promise to return it tomorrow as soon as I buy something to wear!"

I felt flustered all of a sudden. After staying here, and kissing him, now, I'm going to ask him to lend me his clothes?

Just pathetic, Myrtle, pathetic.

"Alright! But I don't have underwear for ladies. Can you use what you used a while back?"

I looked at my underwear, and they were all wet. I scowled and rolled my eyes.

Okay, now, what do I do?

"Uhm, just...just give me the clothes! I'm freezing!"

After a few seconds, he gave me a beige shirt and shorts. I looked at the clothing, and they were way TOO BIG for me.

Never mind, this is better than wearing nothing at all.

I went outside the shower while covering my chest because I was NOT literally wearing anything underneath his clothes.

He looked at me while leaning on his couch, cuddling Rudolph.

"Not bad. My clothes look good on you," he said and grabbed his towel.

"Don't you dare peek at me while I take a bath," he whispered in my ear and went to the shower room.

That left me in deep shock.

WHAT MAKES HIM THINK I WOULD PEEK AT HIM?

It's not like I'm interested in his body. Well, maybe a part of me is, but I wouldn't go THAT far!

I went to the couch and grabbed Rudolph.

"Your master is such a pompous guy. Don't you even try to be like him, okay Rudolph? It's better to ve a vagabond than a handsome-rich man who did nothing but to annoy me."

I carried Rudolph in my arms and grabbed a blanket from Sean's room.

"Let's sleep together, kitten Dolphin," I uttered to Rudolph and snuggled with him together on the couch.

It's a good thing that the couch pillow is comfortable. I could sleep in peace.

Frankly, even this couch is much more comfortable than our bed back in the province. Which brought me back memories of my family.

I miss them so much.

Mom, where on Earth will I get fifty billion dollars?

I know...

From the man living in this condo.

After I finally got a comfortable position on the couch, Rudolph started escaping from my grip. I tried to catch him, but I bumped on Sean's leg.

I looked up and saw him. He wasn't wearing anything, just a towel covering his waist. He was wiping his wet hair and looked at me.

I immediately covered my chest and looked away.

He looked so HOT!

I ran back to the couch and covered myself with the blanket.

"Are you sleeping?" he asked.

"Yeah, keep quiet!"

Then a very untimely thing happened. My stomach just started to growl like a whale.

"You're hungry?" Sean asked again.

This is something I can't lie about. Moreover, I couldn't sleep, having an empty stomach.

I sat on the couch, wrapped myself with the blanket, and looked at Sean. He finally has a black sleeveless undershirt on him and a pair of loose pajama jeans.

He looked at me and smirked. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know. Anything is fine," I replied.

After minutes, the delivery guy arrived, holding three boxes of pizza. One was pepperoni, one was Hawaiian, and a vegetable pizza.

I tasted neither of those because I bake my own pizza back at home.

We don't even have enough money to spend on those.

"Which do you prefer?" Sean asked me and opened all the boxes.

"I don't know. I haven't tasted any of those yet because I bake my own pizza," I boasted and grinned.

He leaned closer to me. "I would love to taste that pizza of yours, Myrtle."