*This will change between Eli and Clare's POV*

Chapter Two: Waking Up To Sunlight

(Eli)

My eyes open slowly and everything from last night floods back into my head. I look down to see Clare with her head still against my chest. A smile forms on my face and I start to stroke her hair hoping I don't wake her up. The sunlight that was seeking through my windows dances on her ring.

I lightly touch it and read the words, True Love Waits, on it. I smile at it and think, Yes, it has waited, waited for me to find her.

I shake me head. Did I really just think that? Do I love Clare Edwards? I think I might…I'm so sorry Julia, but I think I am falling in love with Clare.

She stirs and sits up. She gives me a tired smile and I smile back.

"Good morning, Clare," I whisper.

"Good morning, Eli," she replies.

I lean forward and whisper again, "Good morning, Clare."

And before she can reply I press my lips to hers. The kiss is slow like the beginning of a slow song, but as the kiss goes on it becomes harder asking for more, like the middle of a slow song where the guitar is doing a soft, but yet loud solo. Our tongues start to explore each others' mouths and I'm pulling her closer until she's pushed right up against me and nothing, not even air can pass through us.

One of my hands is meshed into her hair as the other one starts to explore her. She is so past the point of perfection. I defiantly have to call the people who make Webster Dictionary and tell them to put under the definition of perfect, 'Clare Edwards'. God, I just can't get enough of her! And yes, I am in love with Clare Edwards.

(Clare)

One of my hands starts to move up and down Eli's chest. He isn't like chubby, but he isn't overly ripped either. He's just undeniably perfect. God, a synonym for 'perfect' should be 'Eli Goldsworthy'.

The kiss was just like our kiss the night before, but it held more…it held…love. And, though I just met Eli a month ago, I do love him. I am in love with Eli Goldsworthy.

We pull away at the same time, but still oh so close.

He presses his forehead against mine and whispers, "I love you, Clare."

I could feel tears of joy forming and as they spill over my cheeks I murmur, "I love you, too, Eli."

My stomach grumbles and Eli laughs. "How 'bout I get some food into maladies' stomach.

I laugh and nod my head. He holds out his hand (gentlemen?) and I take it. He pulls me up into a hug. We stay there for a few moments, but then he drags me down to his kitchen.

He takes out an Aunt Jemima mixture while gloating, "I make some killer pancakes."

"God, can you be anymore conceded?" I ask jokingly.

"Oh, of course," he answers and tops it off with his signature smirk.

As he makes our pancakes I can't help but have my mind wander.

Does this mean that he's my boyfriend?

(Eli)

I look up from my awesome pancakes to see Clare deep in thought.

I put down the spatula and say, "Spit it out Edwards."

She looks at me with wheels turning behind those mesmerizing blue eyes of hers. "Well, I-I was just w-wondering…if…uh…never mind."

Something clicks in my head. She wants to know if we're boyfriend and girlfriend or not. God, why do girls always need their labels?

I eye her carefully. "You know as my girlfriend you can tell me anything, right?"

Relief makes over her eyes and she smiles. "Of course, boyfriend," she says while getting up.

And this time she kisses me. It was just a peck, but boy it was as good as the first two.

I turn back to my pancakes smiling like an idiot.

Good God, Clare Edwards you'll make me mad.