THE DINNER

Standing with all the gift bags and their dinner in his hands as he rings the doorbell. A minute passed and no answer came, he then knocked on the door a few times and another minute passed.

Thinking, 'She must have decided to take a stroll,' so he took his key and opened the door.

Unable to believe his eyes as he steps through the door, she was sleeping soundly on the sofa and the lower part of her body was completely exposed.

Realizing immediately why all the drapes were drawn so no one will see her asleep. He didn't want to disturb her but his apartment never looks so clean and smelt so wonderful although he had a cleaner twice a month to clean the apartment.

The room felt so light and the lavender fragrant wafted through the room making it feels so homely.

Seeing Jessyminthia sleeping so soundly, he took his time as he rests the bags down quietly, not wanting to disturb her rest. Then he took up the sheet from the floor and cover her exposed body.

Allowing his eyes not to linger on her nakedness not wanting to make any noise to wake her, but he was anxious to know if she was really the person he kissed at Johanna's home.

She was sound asleep, "I could just imagine how worn out she must be, seeing how sparkling the place look."

Brent knew she had no idea he was coming that is why she sprawl out on the sofa like that. He knew she didn't have a second suit of clothes with her that's why he also went shopping and bought the few necessary items that she may need if she were to accept the job.

Brent noticed how comfortable she was asleep wearing only his jersey, "Oh boy, she doesn't seem to have a care in the world.".

Unable to contain himself he smiles as he softly walks into the bedroom to check out what she has been up to.

Observing the room spotless and how she straight out the bed putting a clean sheet and the quilt neatly folded in half of the bed.

Wondering how is it she has so much energy after she accomplishes her task at the soup kitchen and now she comes and turns over the whole house. She has a right to sleep so soundly, she must be overly tired.

In the washroom, her clothes were hanging in a line, it look dry. Returning to the hall where she was resting, he softly took up the sheet once more from the floor and cover her nakedness.

The dinner he bought was resting on the centre table, he took it up and carry it to the dinner table.

Feeling the urge to kiss her lips but held back. "I don't want to scare her away, but I am curious to know if she is the one I kiss that night.

Hearing her groan then she turns whispering "Boy, I am starving."

Hearing her words Brent open the food container he bought with the dinner,