CHAPTER TWO

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EMMA POV

I wake up to silence for once and sit up in my bed, causing the blankets to slip down and revealing my breasts.

I grab my phone and check the time and messages before getting out of bed. I put the tshirt on and walk down to the kitchen. I grab my bagels and put them in the toaster before getting started on my coffee.

"Morning." A very deep, very raspy voice calls out. I raise an eyebrow before turning around and seeing a very attreactive, shirtless man walking over to the fridge.

"Morning?" I say, skeptically. He takes out the milk and starts looking through cabinets before he finds the cereal. He takes one of the bowls and spoons out of the dish rack and just helps himself.

"It's too early for this." I mumble to myself grabbing my mug out of the Keurig. I pour in some creamer and set it on the island counter before grabbing my bagel out of the toaster. I put the cream cheese on it and then turn to grab my coffee to see it wasnt there.

I look over at the cute guy and catch him drinking my coffee.

I clear my throat and he looks over at me

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I clear my throat and he looks over at me.

"Yes?" He asks.

"That's my coffee." I say trying to keep my cool.

"Oh, sorry, here." He says, licking the rim of the cup and handing it back to me. I purse my lips and narrow my eyes at the cup. I dont even know this fucking guy and he's in my house, eating my cereal, drinking my coffee. AND LICKING THE RIM OF MY FUCKING CUP.

"Keep it." I say through gritted teeth.

"Oh how kind." He smirks before taking another drink and then continuing to eat my cereal. I let out a loud breath before turning back to the Keurig and making another cup of coffee. When it's done I walk of the kitchen trying not to pay any mind to the rude stranger.

I turn on my Teen Titans and start to eat my breakfast. As I take my mind off of the stranger I start to feel better, and my spirits start to rise.

"What are we watching?" He asks sitting down on the couch next to me. I grab the remote and pause the show.

"I'm watching you leave." I say, rudely turning to face him. I've had enough of him!

"Aw, you want me to leave?" He asks, putting on a fake pouty face.

"Yes! I dont even know you!"

"Well if you must know. I'm Cameron." He says, smiling. I'll give it to him, his smile is breathtaking, but he's just so rude.

"I dont care! Leave!" I yell and he throws his hands up.

"Alright. I'll go." He says getting off the couch and walking back down the hallway. A few minutes later he comes back out fully dressed with a phone in his hand. He gives a short wave and smile and then leaves the apartment.

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