<3 Love is for Idiots.</3

Chapter 4- The First Encounter.

"Wait, you're an American woman and you can't cook?" I asked sarcastically and she shot me a glare this time.

"Ha, ha, asshole." She stuck her tongue out at me and I caught it with my finger, laughing at her face of shock, not expecting that at all. I let go though and she crossed her arms over her chest again when she spoke back up. "I love cupcakes and I like art, drawing, pottery, all of it, whatever you can think of that's artistic, I can do it." She piped up proudly. I smiled and she smiled back. "I like music, so it's good you can play. My mom will love that too, anything to show off, she'll enjoy." Nic's phone started ringing, Hey, you're a crazy bitch, but you fuck so good I'm on top of it when I dream.. Her smile dropped and she reached up on the counter, tapping around with he hand till she found her phone and looked at it. "My mothers calling." She groaned and looked at me like she was asking if she should answer it. I nodded and she put her on speaker.

"Hey darling! I was just out shopping with my friend Martha, and she had to leave to tend to some family things and I realized when I was coming home that I'm in your area and I was thinking you and I could maybe get lunch and catch up before the dinner!" She sounded very perky, and yet it reminded me kind of Nic this morning.

Nic moved the phone from her face and formed a fun with her fingers as pretended to shoot herself in the face. "Kill me." She mouthed and I chuckled. Her mom must have some super fuckin' sonic hearing because she piped back up.

"Is there a boy there?" She sounded in awe. Nic covered my mouth with her hand and sighed.

"Yes mother, it's my boyfriend that I was telling you about." She tried sounding happy.

"Oh now you HAVE to come to lunch with me! Bring him! I'm dying to meet this mystery man young lady!" Nic sighed and I raised my eyebrows at her, wondering if ah was, indeed, going to take me.

"Fine, where are we meeting you? We might need to shower and change though, we're moving things in the house." Her mom squealed happily and they hung up. Nic growled at me and I stood up, helping her up with me. "You couldn't just stay quiet for a little longer?? Jesus Em!" She groaned as walked past me to her room, slamming the door to change. I shook my head at her and went to the bathroom to shower.

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*Nic's POV*

Stupid Em.. Can't keep quiet for a God damn minute! I never wanted to see my mom at the dinner, and now I have to see her at lunch. I bet she's going to criticize my hair again.. Last time I saw her, it was bright pink and she said I looked like a marshmallow Peep. I can't even imagine what she'll think of my "boyfriend." God help us..

After I laid out a nice 'perky mother approves' outfit, I walked out to make sure that Embree was out of the shower before I walked into the bathroom. It was awkward enough to see him in a towel, I don't think I want to see him naked.. I walked over to his room and knocked lightly. "Em?" I called. The door opened and he looked at me.

"Yeah?" He asked. I smiled softly.

"Just making sure you're out of the shower." I turned to walk away.

"Hey Nic?" He called. I turned back. "Does this look okay?" He asked, gesturing to his outfit. I looked at his clothes. A tight, muscle-y white v-neck showing off his lovely muscles, leather pants, and he carried a matching leather jacket in his hands. I smiled and nodded.

"Perfect!" I sang and walked to the bathroom.

I turned on the music on my phone and sat it on the bathroom counter and climbed into the shower and let the warm water I gulf me while I sang along to, "Part of your World" by, The Little Mermaid. I used the wonderful, color-holding shampoo. I scrubbed the soap into my scalp and rinsed it out. I shaved m legs and armpits and then washed my body.

When I was done, I got out, dried off, blow- dried my hair, straightened it, and styles it so that my bangs were pulled back nicely and held in place with a bobby pin. I put a light pink beanie on and walked out in my towel to get dressed.

I walked into my room and shut the door. I glared down at my outfit and pulled on my strapless, skin colored bra and yellow underwear, I reached down and pulled on the monstrosity that was my outfit. I slid on white sandals and walked out. "Ready?" I called to Embree.

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