Cooking …

MELODY´S POV…

Later in the car I was thinking that how lucky I am that even after loosing my parents I still have someone taking care of me. It feels comforting knowing that i have someone I can rely on. And the best: he didn't ask me how I was feeling. I know it kind of strange that I say so, but the reason is: I wouldn't know how to answer that question. I can't even answer that question to myself. I am just so confused. So really thankful that he doesn't ask.

"Logan have you asked your dad´s secretary about my books?" I asked.

"Right. About that, he said that you´ll have to pick them up at the deans office when you´ll do the paperwork for school tomorrow," he said.

"Alright," I answered.

"Oh, and on other thing is that the magazine, we did the shoot for is out. So, it might be that they recognize you. Be careful look out for yourself. And if there I can do just tell me, Ok?" he said and I don't know why but my heart skipped a beat (Pang) and my eyes started filling with tears. I was having some mixed feelings out of pain, relieve and appreciation.

"Thanks," I answered with a shaky voice.

"What happened? Did I say something wrong again? I´m so sorry!! Please don't cry!!" he panicked, and I chuckled.

"I´m OK. It´s nothing I just feel… I don't even know. Relived?" I answered. And he let out a sigh. I must have startled him. I want a hug right now. but can I ask him for one?

I wanted to ask for a hug, but I didn't. I shouldn't. He is nice to me, but he might think of me as a burden. I should stay at a distance.

When we arrived Leam was still sitting on spot since we left him. Going through repots.

"Are you guys back already?" Leam asked.

"Yeah, and you are still here? It´s been three hours but you didn't even move. Did you even drink water or eat something?" Logan asked shaking his head in disbelieve.

"Three hours!!? I didn't even realize. Joe is gone because of some work. He said I should just order something. Should we?

"No, this´ll take too much time. We could just stir something together," Logan suggested.

"I don't think so. I can´t cook and you are even worse…" Leam said. They seem to have forgotten.

"I can cook," I said. They looked at me "it won´t be poisonous. I promise."

"OK then sure", Logan said, and I knew they didn't trust me, but I wanted to show them what I can do. I am pretty skilled in cooking.

I went to the kitchen and looked for some utensil and ingredients and found a packet of spaghetti, a bunch of tomatoes, cream cheese, onions, garlic and some parmesan.

I got started… First, I put the spaghetti into the water with some oil salt. Then I made the sauce.

When I was almost done Logan can me in.

"How is it going?" he asked looking over my shoulder.

"It's going… almost done" I answered. I turned my head to look at him. There he was with his curious blue eyes. Way closer than I'd thought he'd be. He was still looking at my craft when he realised how close he was. He took a step back and smiled apologetic.

"I wanted to ask if you needed any help" he motioned to the sauce in progress. I turned around and remembered I have to stir.

"That's nice of you but I'm almost done. How about you set the table and get us something to drink." i said getting my confidence back slowly after that shock his handsome face gave me.

"Sure" he took out a bottle of red wine and looked and me with a approval seeking expression. I smile and nod and look after his disappearing figure. Logan came back and took wine glasses, plates and cutlery and put them on the dining table to the wine. The food was done so it in a serving bowl. Then while putting away the pots and pans I had used, i realised Logan standing in the door leaning against the frame.

LOGAN'S POV…

She was done making the food and i was done setting the table. All i had to do now was get the corkscrew out of the drawer where Melodie is standing with her back facing me. Before staring with cooking she had changed into a tight shirt and some loose sweat pants, which were sitting low on her hip. I could see a little bit of her back.

I'm not gonna say anything until she realises that I'm done.

So I'm standing here observing her. A few minuets pass and she turns around, she must have finally felt my pressure. Melodie just looks at me not saying anything as if she's waiting for me to say or do anything. Not breaking the eye contact I step closer. She looks like she's trying to figure out what i'm doing. I reach to the drawer right next to where she's standing closing most of the distance between us. I making sure that im not touching her. When I finally get my hands on the corkscrew i am looking for i pull back. She looks so cute all blushed by my ambush.

MELODIE'S POV…

"Let's eat?" he asked, waving the corkscrew he took out, as if he didn't just give me an other heart attack.

"Erm.. Yeah.. call Leam too, I'll get the pasta.''