It's 4.30 in the evening when I finally get up from the bed and change into my sweats.
Once downstairs, I grab last night's leftover sandwiches and finish it off within mere seconds. Lunch is usually the shortest meal in this house. Bella and courtney are out almost everyday. Even I'm not home most days.
I deliberate unpacking the groceries for as long as I can but when I finally do, I can't help but think of that encounter. It's shocking how detailed his face seems in my mind. It is almost as if he's right infront of me. This is new too. I see those dark gray eyes was too distinctly. Even that smell is at the edge of my senses.
Once I realise how pathetic this is, I quickly get on with the unpacking, set the stuffs in the kitchen and move on for good.
Soon enough I am distracted by th
