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NINETEEN

It's been a few days since I last saw her, since I saw Tessa. I've been kept buzy with school, work and Tim. But I can't help wander where she is or feeling worried. She is my best friend, how can I not be worried. Marcel and Tim keeps assuring me she will come back, I mean she has to right? This is not like her, overprotective yes but not even wanting to know him is not like her at all. Did she change that much since I left?

'Love you'll get wrinkles if you won't stop frowning' Tim said and pushed his thumb against my frown to ease them.

'There she is' he said smiling kissing my forehead.

'I'm sorry for not being here with you' I sighed and chopped another piece of chicken for our dinner together. I am spending the night here in his house, I couldn't stand the look on Marcel's face anymore. And maybe this way she will come back home.

'Angel you need to stop worrying about her, she is fine and needs time'

'But what if she won't accept us?'

'Then she is making a huge mistake, it will hurt yes but you will get over it. There is more then just Tessa you know like jobs, your degree and us' he said.

'You thing we are more important than my best friend who is currently missing?' I snapped at him. But I regretted it immediately, 'no Tim I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap it's just I am so worried. What if she get killed or worse? I know what it's like to be out there alone and no one to protect you'

He sighed and pulled me to him, my hands all covered with mushy chicken but he didn't care.

'She will be fine, just like you are now. You don't have to be scared anymore. I will be here to protect you always and forever. You are never going to be alone again' he whispered soothing in my ear. I sighed, 'I know that and I am gratefull, I really am but I can't help thing about Tessa. I just hope she will come home soon' I sighed.

'She will don't worry about her, now go cut your chicken I am getting hungry' he smirked and kissed my forehead.

'Fine, hungry bastard' I laughed and went back to my chicken.

'At least I am good looking' he said what made me laugh so hard.

'You are getting cocky' I said and cut another piece and placed it aside.

'Well at least I am your good looking, cocky bastard' he said smiling, 'yes mister Ashcroft you are' I grinned and went back to cooking.

'This is great, you are quite the cook yourself' I said and I took another bite of whatever it was. It was chicken, and that is all I know.

'It's a family recipe, it's a secret but I have to admit I love the face you are getting from the food I made for you' he said and took a sip of his wine. He licked his lips and he looked so hot in this very moment.

'Stop' I whispered.

'Stop what darling?'

'You know what I mean, stop being seductive' I said.

'I don't know what you mean, maybe you need to get a little closer and point it out for me' he said and took another sip. He was doing it again, being his handsome self. He obvious recovered from our some like twenty questions about his past. I should have never brought it up the way I did it. It really hurted him only to talk about it.

I walked to him and he pulled me on his lap, one leg on each side of him. He is not the only one that can tease. 'What is wrong pretty eyes, you got a little problem down there?' I whispered in his ear and cause friction between me and him down there.