I wake up to a beautiful set of stormy eyes and I can't think of a better way to wake up. Then my brain kicks in and I kick Sam off the bed and he lands hard on the floor.

"Good morning to you too." He says groaning.

"Hi." I say waving awkwardly from my spot on the bed my heart racing and my mind spinning.

Sam gets up and takes my hand and I let him. "I was scared..." He says quietly.

I tilt my head to the side like a confused dog when he continues. "Last night, when I heard you scream..." I nod realizing what he meant.

"I'm sorry." I tell him patting down the unruly parts of his hair.

"Be my girlfriend?" He asks looking up at me with pleading eyes. "I-I mean that would be okay I guess...I mean I can't hug you and be all clingy or cuddle or go out a lot and holding hands even is a no..." I say looking down at him realizing just how horrible of a girlfriend I would be.

"So then yes, okay, good." He says smiling as he rests his head on my hand smiling up at me. "Wait, what? you still want me as your girlfriend?" I ask pulling my hand away unintentionally. 

"I mean yeah, I have for a while now and all so I mean why not give it a go..." He trails off making me laugh.

"I can smell breakfast and I should probably get ready for work and all." Sam says slowly standing from his spot on the floor and heading for the door. "Would you put some clothes on? I don't want anybody looking at your gorgeous legs...or...you know." He says waving his hand in my direction.

"Am I sensing possessiveness?" I ask smiling. "Is that bad?" He asks quietly. "No, I like it, but at the same time I worry..." I tell him smiling as I step off the bed and wrap my arms around myself. "You should take your own advise." I tell him taking in his outfit of just boxers.

"Will do." He says pecking my lips before rushing from the room. I let out a gasp and cover my mouth feeling the tingling sensation but my insides are telling me this feeling is bad...

I slip on one of my many graphic T's and a pair of jeans, I may not be going anywhere anytime soon but I like to be prepared, even though my sleep shorts and tanktop looked oh so comfy and perfect for a day at home.

Snap out of it August! You haven't been writing for days and you want to relax? HA!

I head down to the kitchen watching as Jack cooks with Emi wrapped around his body like she's trying to be his second skin. Their hair is messy and Jack has hickies all down his neck and part of his chest. Emi has a few herself but on her ever so bare legs.

"It got a little hot last night." I say fanning myself as I walk in and they notice me. "We'll the thermostat is set pretty low, I like it cold, I'll have to check on that." Jack says just going about his business.

"Oh I didn't mean that." I say turning on my heel Emi screeching is shock and Jack grabbing his ear in pain. "You sexy little banshee!" Jack hisses. Scooping Emi into his arms. "I'll get you for that." He says smirking. "Please do." She says getting closer.

"Okay! Okay! Halt! No mas! No mas!!" I scream covering my eyes. "Finish my food before you start and thoroughly clean when your done or I'll take my chances with the Chinese food down the street!" I tell them. "Oh please no! My cuddle bug, my angel eyes, my Queen, she'll die." Jack says exaggeratedly his deep voice becoming somehow squeaky and adorably annoying as he drops to his knees in front of Emi. This 6.5 man kneeling before a 5.3 Emi is the most amusing thing I've ever seen. I like him already!

Emi holds back a laugh and simply wraps her arms around his neck sitting on his bent knee. "Fine, but as soon as it's done I'm taking you back to bed.

"Yikes...talk about wrapped around a finger." Sam says coming up behind me.

"Sam, cancel everything on schedule, I'm home sick." He says faking a cough.

"Love sick maybe." Sam and I say at the same time making us laugh.

"If you aren't there do I have to go?" Sam asks.

"What do I look like? A man who can answer or even give such a luxury? Ha! Sorry man, your working." Jack says smiling as he stands plates my food then lifts Emi up carrying her squealing form down the hall and through a door slamming it loudly before nauseating sounds come from it making me push the food away anyway.

"I'm gonna hurl." I say getting up and grabbing my wallet from the coffee table. "I'm taking you to breakfast." I tell him heading for the elevator.

''What if he finds you?" He asks pulling me to a stop I pull my arm away then sigh. "I don't want to stay here first off cooped up in this love nest with Mr. And Mrs. Supposedly "Sick" over there." I whine pointing towards the door being banged back against the frame where as I assume things that could scar me are taking place.

"Fine. But you have to wear a disguise!" He tells me. "Ok." I throw a hat on and head out wanting to be anywhere but here right now.

Sam and I head for his car and get in, Sam handing me a pair of sunglasses and then a pair of fake glasses. "Indoor, outdoor." He says before taking off. I lean back in the seat watching the buildings pass by. Sam pulls up to the curb and parks. I look out and find and apartment building.

"What are we doing here?" I ask.

"Killing two birds with one stone, breakfast with my family." He says getting out and rounding the car as I scream internally. The door opens but I don't move to get out.

"But Sam...I...I..."

"Was this too soon? I'm sorry I just wanted to make you breakfast and it came to mind before I even thought of how you would feel...I'm sorry." He says kneeling in front of me taking my hand and for once I don't pull away. His lips caress the back of my hand like feathers bringing me back to a safer feeling.

"They will love you." He tells me.

"Here goes nothing..." I say stepping around Sam trying not to tough him before heading up to the door of this small apartment building.

Here goes nothing...