The Cumberbatch himself was standing at my door. I was in such shock that I just stared at him. "Um, it's rather cold out here. Sorry to intrude but may I come in?" he asked. "Oh gosh of course" I replied. "Sorry for staring but you are Benedict Cumberbatch right?" "Yes" he replied with a cute smile. I then reached over and poked him. "Am I real enough yet?" he asked. I said yes and let him inside. "Well I happen to have some tea ready. Would you like some?" I asked as he sat down on the couch opposite me. "It was like you knew I was coming" he said "I'd love some. It'll warm me up" "I could warm you up some" I murmured to myself. "Oh I'm Lily by the way" I said. "You can call me Ben or Benedict or whatever you want" he said with a cheeky smile. "I'll go get that cup of tea for you now. Sugar and milk?" "Yes please" he replied.
I walked to the kitchen and immediately started to hyperventilate. The most attractive and sought after actor was sitting in my holiday home's living room in Switzerland of all places. I slowly grabbed the teacup and took a deep breathe. "Get ahold of yourself Lily" I told myself. I finished the tea, breathed in deep and walked back to the living room. "Here you are" I said as I handed him the teacup. He gently grabbed it and took a sip. "Ah that hits the spot. Thank you" he smiled as he sighed. I took a seat across from him and stared, still in disbelief. "So what brings you to these parts, Benedict Sherlock?" I asked. He laughed and said "oh you saw that did you?" "I sure did" I said with a laugh. "Well I am filming on location near here. About three and a half miles away actually. I told my driver I wanted to stretch my legs and walk back to the little hotel I'm staying at. It started to snow a mile into the walk and I got too cold to walk anymore and your cottage is the only thing I saw with any signs of life." "Lucky me" I replied with a smile. "So what about you?" he asked. "Is this your cottage or...?" "On heavens no" I said. "I actually arrived today from Canada for a week long vacation. I needed to get away from my job and family for awhile. You know how it is and honestly I'm in shock that you're here sitting across from me." He chuckled. "I am thankful you opened your door. Any further and I would have become an icicle." "Well we can't have that now can we" I said with a wink.
I stood up and went to look out the side window. It was snowing heavily and I couldn't make out the stone wall that surrounded the cottage. I felt a breath on my neck and knew he was standing behind me. "So beautiful and treacherous isn't it?" he said. I nodded "You might have to stay the night. There's no way you can walk with all that snow coming down and I don't have any mode of transportation to offer I'm afraid." "You're right. I hope it's not an inconvenience" he said. "Oh not at all. It's quite the honour" I replied with a smile. "Plus I'll have a story to tell the folks back home." He laughed and answered "Great then" "I'll go find an extra blanket and pillow for you. There's only one bed so I hope you don't mind the couch." "Not at all" he replied. I went to get the blanket and pillow and handed them both to him.
"Goodnight Benedict. I hope you sleep well." I turned to leave and heard him say "Wait, I can't thank you enough for opening your door and letting me stay the night. You're so very kind and I appreciate it greatly." He walked up to me, leaned down and gave me the softest kiss on the cheek I'd ever received. I could feel my face go as red as a tomato. "You're welcome and feel free to shower or use the kitchen at your leisure" I said. I had never power walked from a room so fast in my life. I closed my door and launched myself onto the bed. I had so many emotions running through me. He kissed me on the cheek! How was I supposed to get a good night's rest after a life changing moment like that? I got into my pajamas and slid into bed. I laid my head down on the soft pillow and that's all I remembered till morning.
When I opened my eyes, it was 8am. I threw the covers back and sat up. "Benedict Cumberbatch is sleeping on your couch" was the only thing going through my mind. I slowly opened the door and quietly crept to the living room where Ben was sleeping. He was asleep with one leg out of the blanket. He was even gorgeous in his sleep. "Did the man have any flaws?" I asked myself and apparently he didn't. I quietly walked to the window and pushed the curtain aside. "Morning love" I heard from behind me.
I turned around slowly to see Ben sitting up and flashing me a toothy grin. "I have some bad news Benedict." I said. "What's wrong Lily?" he asked with much concern. "I don't think you'll be leaving any time soon." "Why is that?" he replied.
"We're completely snowed in Ben."