We move to the couch and sit side by side.
Mathew leans forward and grabs the remote control from off the coffee table, turns on the Television and turns the volume down low.
He turns to me and smiles, "I am really glad you came down tonight".
I look at him in amusement, "And why is that?" I ask curiously.
"Because you have been dancing around in my head all damn day". He stops and places the remote back on to the coffee table, "And to be totally honest I was hoping You didn't hate me for what happened this morning".
He takes a long deep look in my eyes, and places his hand softly on the side of my face. Feeling a burst of electricity surge through me as he caresses my face with his thumb.
"I hate it when you don't want to be around me".
Suddenly feeling Myself lose all sense of c
