The person standing in front of me looked like he was only a little older than a high-schooler. He had dyed short blond hair that looked a little strange, like he was taken straight out from some anime. His eyes were smiling to me, he didn't look fierce but looking on the lying down thief, he obviously had some fighting skills.I looked around. It seemed the alley that the thief run into was extremely secluded. We were standing there alone, the three of us… correction, the two of us, the thief was still lying down motionless.

I was sitting on the sofa with messed up hair, unbuttoned shirt, and rumpled clothes. My lips were burning, my heart pounded, and my level of agitation was almost reaching my limit. In that state I had only one thought in my mind…“What the hell?!” I was furious.I couldn't comprehend how he could simply walk out the door after doing that to me, after bringing me to that state…

I heard loud and annoying sound of alarm clock. Tom quickly turned it off and hugged me tight, making me unable to move.“Shouldn't you be get up? You set the alarm yourself after all…” I chuckled.“Hush… Are you always that talkative at 5 A.M.?” he whispered to my ear.“You said that you are leaving… I only thought that you could miss your flight or something…”“The plane will wait,” he stated, “Turn around…” he loosened his grip so I could move.I didn't think much at this hour, I simply followed what he said. As soon as I turned his way he started kissing me.“Oh, God! I didn't wash my teeth yet, and my morning breath is sooo bad!” I panicked in my mind, and tried to push him away.“Are you trying to tell me you don't like it?” he chuckled.I stopped resisting. He grabbed both of my hands, entwined my finger

I stood in the kitchen wondering if I should make myself a lemon balm tea… or open a bottle of wine. It wasn't clear what would help better in calming my nerves… I chose wine. I poured myself a glass, and waited for Jay to get out from my bathroom.“What are you getting yourself into, Ana?!” I wondered anxiously.I had long passed the point when I could completely trust my own judgement.

I finally decided to open my eyes after tossing around in bed all night. I was restless and confused. Before yesterday I was only trying to figure out my own emotions, now I was perplexed about Tom's words and actions as well. Was he serious about me… about us… was there “us”?When I walked out of the bedroom I noticed Jay was already gone. He took his washed clothes from the bathroom. The blanket I gave him was neatly folded, and lying beside the pillow. There was also a note left on the pillow, saying “Thanks!”. I guessed he didn't want to test Tom's patience, and risk