When I got home, I changed into some shorts and a tee shirt, wrapped my hair up with pins and went downstairs. I decided to start my homework while I waited for mom to arrive from work. I sat on the couch and opened my books, collecting information from my laptop, I began scrambling some notes.

Ding Dong. Ding Dong. 
Who could this be? I slowly got up and made my way to the door.
"Surprise," he said. It was none other than Chris.
"How did you--" I began but was cut off by him.
"I've got connections princess." He smirked. Then literally opened my door wider so he can enter our house.

"Well why won't you come in," I said sarcastically "my invited guest" while I shut the door.
"Why thank you madam" he replied, casually strolling inside. "Nice place," he continued but I was in no mood to respond, I ignored him and walked past him to return to my books. He followed me then plopped himself onto the sofa opposite me.

I wrote down more notes definitely not entertaining my 'guest' while he just stared at me. "What are you staring at?" I blurred out.

"You," he responded not blinking or breaking eye contact. "You're pretty," he said like it was no big deal. I didn't respond, I just stared back.

Damn! Why haven't I paid closer attention to him. His silky dark brown hair laid perfectly on his head, two pairs of light brown eyes with a slight touch of green, a lovely placed nose, pink totally kissable lips, not mentioning his muscular build. There's only one word to describe him 'Gorgeous'.

"You're gorgeously handsome" I accidentally whispered. He closed the space between us removing my glasses and delicately touch my face. His face came closer inch by inch, two more inches and we'd be kissing. One more. Oh my!!
"Honey am home" was all I heard.