"How could you even say that?!" I yell at the top of my lungs standing in front of Bain, hands on my hips.

Bain shakes his head, "It's just the truth," he yanks the big spoon out of my hand and licks off the peanut butter. How could he say peanut butter is better than chocolate? Everyone knows that chocolate is way better than peanut butter. The only reason why people like peanut butter, is when they put it with chocolate. Reese's pieces people it's proof!

"That is disgusting." I say and yank the spoon out of his mouth washing it under the water in the sink.

Bain smirks crossing his arms leaning against the counter next to me, "Don't act like you don't love my tongue," I roll my eyes and smirk cupping my hand filling it with water and splash Bain.

He flinches slightly his eyes closed. The front of his shirt is wet slightly and his hair. I laughed so hard.

I didn't know I had thrown that much water! Oh moments like these is what Ryan was talking about. Living in the moment no worrying about anything else and just having a good time.

Since when did you have a good time with Bain?

Oh.... "You are so dead," I hear and look at Bain noticing he's wiping his face and I make a run for it.

The house must be lifted and under the floors are hollow because when we run our footsteps sound hard and loud echoing through the house.

"Come here!" bain yells and starts to gain on me. I laugh and go around the dining table heading for the back door.

I swing it open and jump over the three steps onto the ground below and run down the grassy back yard.

Bains deep laughter echoes behind me and I run, run, run feeling the burn in my legs now.

Then, my foot gets caught on something.

And I go down.

"Ugh," I moan in pain and turn onto my back, but had no time to even open my eyes because Bain -hot on my trail- tripped over the same place and fell.

Right on-top of me.

"Oh shit." Bain says and coughs into my shoulder and laughs. I hit his chest and croak, "Can't. Breathe."

"Oh sorry," He rolls onto his back next to me and inhale a deep breathe.

"Good lord," I pant and hold a hand to my chest, "How much do you weigh?! God you crushed me!"

Bain laughs turning his head looking at me, "It's all muscle baby."

Sure, sure.

I must have said my thoughts out loud because Bain lifts his eyebrow and sits up flexing his bicep leaning over me, "Feel."

I raise my eyebrow, "Bain I don't want to feel-," Bain takes my hand against my protest and puts it over his bicep.

And wow.

Just, wow.

I don't think I've ever felt something so hard, yet so soft at the same time. Strong and just bulging.

Hehe...

No, not the time for dirty thoughts inner-conscience.

Bain smirks reading the fascination on my face, "See?" I roll my eyes not wanting to agree and I pull my hand away. I stand up and dust the grass off of my clothes and my butt and look around.

There is a beautiful weeping willow leaning over a beautiful lake that has to be fake because it's blue and clean sparkling with the sunlight. Another bench swing much like the one on the front porch hangs above the lake tied to the largest branch on the weeping willow.

"Wow," I breathe and I walk closer to it placing my hand on the beautiful tree and stare at the beautiful hand crafted swing.

"She loved to make them," I turn my head to see Bain behind me looking intently at the swing leaning against the tree, "We all always thought she was totally obsessed with them. But god did she have a talent for making them."

I didn't have to ask to know that he was talking about his mother. Looking at Bain now I see something different. Something I've never seen before, until he spoke of his mother. His usual dark and stormy green eyes, are light and see through. A speck of light in his eyes something I can't quite place until I stare at him for a little longer. And suddenly a million emotions jump at me.

Sadness, longing, love, memories, loss, everything. I find my own eyes watering at how beautiful and open yet pained his eyes truly are, now revealing what Bain White truly feels under all that hard and angry bravado.

Then he looks at me watching him with wide eyes and the dark green covers his eyes again, the light no longer there as if it never happened.

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I run my fingers through my hair, gathering my night clothes to go and shower. Today's events with Bain was way too much for me today. To see him like that, exposed. I've never seen so much emotion in him before.

Suddenly my phone notifies me I got a text message and when I see who it is, I smile.

I bite my lip and reply.

I stare at the text and stare at it some more. An inner battle with myself is keeping me from pressing those buttons that spell y-e-s, but why?

Oh I don't know maybe it's the totally hot famous sex-with-legs bad boy Bain White with the sexy muscles and amazing green eyes that we spend everyday with. Just a guess.

Ugh. I hate my inner sarcasm. But inner me does make a good point as much as I would hate to say it, I do have feelings for Bain.

And that's what made me not reply, lock my phone and toss it on my bed so I can shower, and worry about it later.

Once I grab my stuff and I go into the bathroom I turn to check if the other door is locked. Bain and I share this bathroom. It connects to his bedroom, which I'm staying in and the hallway across from what I'm guessing is the guest bedroom which he's sleeping in. He told me to lock the door so he could know if I was in here before he walked in and saw me naked. After the hottest blush of my life, I nodded and made a mental note to make sure it was locked.

Once I was pretty sure that it was locked I started to take off my clothes one by one taking in the delicious warmth of the steam from the shower. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun once I was down to my bra and black bikini panties that I got for my Christmas.

Then faster than I could say, Oh My Lanta Bain walks into the bathroom with all his naked glory with only a white towel tied around his waist.

I'm so shocked with horror I'm frozen in place standing there staring at him practically naked.

Bain looks at me up and down his eyes a dark green and the biggest smirk I've ever seen him have like a creeper.

"Well, I gotta say Kitten," he looks at my flaming cheeked face, "I was wrong. There really was a sexy body under those nerd clothes."

Oh god.

Kill me.