I fell in love with my kidnapper

Another new job

   I looked back at the cafe, "hurry up then," I said impatiently.

   "I got a new job! I get paid well so you won't have to work for too long, just until we get Callie back," he told me excitedly.

   I smiled, "that's great, who's Callie?"

   He laughed, "my little sister. Haven't I mentioned her name before?" He asked me, furrowing his eyebrows.

   "Nope. We should talk about it. Inside. While we eat," I said beginning to walk to the cafe again, my stomach felt like it was going to run away from me to find food.

    He shrugged, "okay sure," he said before taking my hand and walking into the cafe with me. The smell of food made my stomach rumble even louder, I slapped my hand to it and smiled sheepishly at James. He chuckled slightly and shook his head. It wasn't my fault I was so hungry. We got to the counter and a teenage boy smiled at us.

   "Hey! What will you two be having today?" He asked smiling.

   James smiled back at him, "can we have two full English breakfasts and two coffees please," he said. He knew me well, full English breakfasts were the best.

   The teenager typed out order into a cash register, "that will be sixteen pounds please," he said holding out his hand.

   I looked to James, "you should've told me to bring my purse," I told him.

He smiled, "I don't want you to pay, I'm treating you!" He said happily whilst handing over a twenty pound note. We got our change and walked over to a table by the window. The cafe was still quite empty except for a group of girls and an elderly couple.

    "So what's your job?" I asked James to start a conversation. That and I was curious.

  He smiled sheepishly, "well, just helping out a friend with business," he told me.

   "What kind of business?" I asked him, his answer was quite vague. Maybe that was the phone call he had last night with Justin. But Justin worked at the restaurant with me.

   James fiddled with his fingers, "just normal business, nothing big," he told me with a small smile. His answers were making me anxious.

    "James? Are you lying to me?" I asked him.

    James opened his mouth to reply but a ginger girl came over with two plates. She smiled and put them in front of us before telling us she would be back with our drinks.

   James half smiled at me and grabbed the salt. He poured some onto his before doing the same to mine.

   "Thanks," I mumbled. Was his job legal? The way he was answer my questions really put me on edge. No, James wasn't stupid, he wouldn't do anything to put us in harms way.

   He shoved some bacon in his mouth and smiled at me, "it's really good!" He said with a mouthful of food.

   I wrinkled my nose up in disgust, "James! That's disgusting, don't eat with your mouth full!" I scolded him. With his parents being so posh I would have at least thought they would have taught him how to eat properly.

   He swallowed, "my parents did teach me how to eat properly! I was only talking to you," he told me.

   I groaned, "please stop reading my thoughts," I told him. It was really irritating, he could read my thoughts whenever and not let me know. I could be thinking something horrible and he would be able to use it against me. I doubt he would do that though, he likes to act all though but really he's a big softy.

   He smiled, "I can't help it, it becomes natural the longer you're vampire," he told me.

   My eyes widened, "James! Shut up, someone might hear you!" I told him looking around at the people in the cafe with us. Fortunately, they hadn't seemed to hear.

   He shrugged, "sorry, mum," he said grinning. He acted like a kid, I actually could be his mum.

   I smiled back, "that's alright son!" I said beginning to laugh. The same ginger came back with our drinks and I thanked her.

   James took a sip of his coffee, "hey, Lily?"

   "Hmm?"

  "Why did the food come out before the drinks? Surely the drinks would be made faster?" He asked me. He looked so cute when he was confused, I had to fight back the urge to kiss him.

    I ended up just shrugging, "I don't know, maybe the machine wasn't working properly," I suggested taking a sip of my own drink.

    He shrugged too and shoved a whole sausage in his mouth.

   I stared at him in disbelieve, "you are so gross," I said quietly.

   He smiled, "but you love me!" He chirped happily.

   "Yes, I do love you. You animal," I said before putting half a sausage into my own mouth. We carried on eating in silence until I looked up to James.

   He smirked at me, "open your mouth," he said holding a black pudding on the end of his fork.

   I shook my head, "no way! I'm not a baby and black puddings are gross! They look like really burnt burgers," I told him.

   He frowned, "well they don't taste like really burnt burgers, just open your mouth," he said with the cutest puppy dog face I have ever seen in my whole life.

   Frowning slightly, I gave in and opened my mouth. James shoved the fork in too far and I choked on the black pudding.

  He removed the fork, "I'm so sorry! I got too carried away," he told me.

  I rubbed my throat, "I'm fine. I'll just remember that you're dangerous with forks," I said laughing a little.

  He smiled sheepishly, "yeah..."

   Suddenly, the door burst open, "James! Lily!" Bennett cried as he stumbled towards us. I could smell alcohol on his breath.

  I gagged, "God Bennett, it's a bit early for a drink," I said trying to bare the smell of the booze.

   He shrugged, "it's never too early to have fun!" He shouted.

   James grabbed his shoulders, "Ben, your drunk already! Are you alright?" He asked him sitting him in a chair beside us.

   Bennett nodded, "get off, I'm fine!" He smiled. He definitely wasn't fine, he was paralytic drunk and it was only half past eleven.

    I turned to James, "we should get him home," I said quietly. He needed to sober up.

   James nodded his agreement, "we'll take him back to ours, he can sober up there," he told me before standing up and leading Bennett out the door.

  Back to ours, James had referred to his house as ours. I smiled, it was our house. It was our home. The thought of it made me go warm and fuzzy but I realised I was standing in the cafe like an idiot.

  I scurried to the door, "thanks!" I shouted over my shoulder before jogging to the car and climbing in. Bennett was already asleep in the back seats and James was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

   He began driving, "I'm worried about him, Lily," he told me sadly.

   I nodded, "yeah, I am too," I said quietly giving Bennett another glance over my shoulder. He really needed to control his drinking before it got out of hand.