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Shane's house was a big one, as expected. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was like exactly the celebrity cribs they showed on TV. It had everything.
"Wow. You– you live here alone?" I asked in awe, as I sat down in the huge living room.
"No. I stay with Sloane."
"oh, she works today?"
"Yeah."
"Alright."
He went over to his mini bar.
"You want something?" he asked.
"Anything but alcohol."
He raised a brow.
"You don't drink alcohol?"
"No. I prefer orange juice." I suddenly thought I sounded ridiculous.
"Okay then. Let me get you orange juice." he chuckled.
He left and some time after, returned with orange juice and a glass.
"Here."
"Thanks."
He served me and I took the glass then drank a little. It was delicious and cold.
"Refreshing."
"Yep. Please hold on, let me change and get comfortable."
"Okay."
He left. I looked at my watch. It was already 6:00pm. Anyway, I stood up and admired the house. After some time he returned in lighter clothes and we were ready to talk .
"Can I know why you're avoiding me?" he asked.
Well, I had to be honest with him. I told him why. About feeling strange and the Sloane stuff. He smiled.
"We're just good friends and Sloane knows that. She's not the jealous type nor am I. Don't feel uncomfortable or anything okay?"
I looked at him and nodded.
"Good. You're a sweetheart. How about we watch one of my movies."
"Sure." I replied happily. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
And then, his gaze drop to my lips. My breath hitched immediately because I realised he was real close.
'Oh my...'
"You've got beautiful lips." he said with a smirk. I swallowed.
'Gosh. Did he just say that? And his smirk...'
""Um..."
I didn't know what to reply.
He smiled, amused.
"You okay?" he seemed to tease and I giggled nervously.
"You kid way too much..." I muttered with a shy laugh.
"Who said I was kidding?" he winked at me and then grabbed the remote and switched on the TV.
I stared at him, quite lost while he manipulated the remote. I felt something. A feeling foreign to me. Just by looking at him. I had to snap out of it.
'Stop staring at his beautiful face. Dammit.'
I thought, finally looking away.
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