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Chapter 4
Trying hard not to look too happy and excited about what she had heard, Morgan left her room half an hour later. She smiled at Greg's parents. "I'm all ready to go!"
Greg's father smiled back at her, Greg's mother just stared at the floor. It was obvious Greg's words had hurt her, although that probably hadn't been his intention.
"We're just waiting for Greg," Greg's father explained to Morgan.
"I'll go see if he's ready," she immediately offered. She walked over to Greg's room and knocked on the door. "You ready to go, Greg? I'm getting kinda hurry…"
A few moments later Greg left his room, but he didn't smile at her like he usually did. Clearly he felt bad about what he had said to his mother as well.
"Yeah, I'm ready," he softly said. Morgan tried to hold in a deep sigh. This day couldn't get any better, but it could definitely get worse!
The dinner they had was probably the longest hour in each one of their lives. Greg's father tried to keep a conversation going by asking Morgan questions, to which she politely replied. Neither Greg nor his mother said anything the entire time and after about forty minutes, Greg's father gave up as well and they finished dinner in silence.
After leaving the restaurant, they drove back to the villa, where Greg said right away: "I'm tired, I'm going to bed."
"We best get to bed as well, we have to get up early," Greg's father said. He turned to Morgan and explained: "We have to pick up Greg's cousins and his uncle and aunt from the airport tomorrow morning. We'll try not to make too much noise!" he added with a smile. Morgan smiled back at him. "Thanks! Well, good night, everyone!"
She tried to catch Greg's eye, but he had already turned around. A little disappointed she turned around as well and went into her room. She quickly changed and brushed her teeth, but then she hesitated. She really wanted to talk to Greg after what she had heard, but what was she supposed to say to him?
After another few more moments of hesitating, she carefully checked if Greg's parents had gone into their room before she quickly made her way over to Greg's room. She softly knocked on the door. "Greg, can I come in?"
"Door's open!"
She opened the door and saw he was already in bed. He got up when he saw her, though, so she could sit down next to him on the bed.
"You okay?" she asked him, smiling a little. He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know… It's just… I think something I said earlier hurt my mother's feelings and now I don't really know what to do… I should probably apologize, but… I just can't get myself to do it as I don't wanna take back what I said!"
"What did you say?" Morgan asked him, even though she already knew.
"I sorta told her not to tell you any more embarrassing stories about me," Greg admitted immediately. "I know you probably love them, but I don't!"
She grinned for a moment. "They're cute, I'll have to give you that, but… I do understand why you said it. I'd feel just like you if my Dad started telling everyone at CSI stories about me when I was little! But, you know, it's just what parents do. They keep thinking about you as their little boy or girl forever and telling other people those stories kinda keeps that thought alive for them."
Greg gave her a questioning look. "Do you have a couple of kids somewhere no one knows about? You sound suspiciously like a parent!"
Morgan started grinning.
"No, I don't," she reassured him. "I just had a couple of good conversations with my own mother when she did the same thing to me…"
She gently squeezed his hand. "Just try and talk to your mother tomorrow. You'll feel a lot better, you'll see!"
Greg made disagreeing noise. "With my cousins flying in tomorrow? I doubt that!"
Smiling, she got up. "I'm sure they're not as bad as you're making them sound! And otherwise… I'll be there for you…"
She gave him a bit of a flirty look, which immediately made him blush, before she made her way over to the door. There, she turned around and looked at him. "If you feel like talking any more, you know where to find me!"
After one last smile she left the room and returned to her own. Expecting Greg wouldn't come, she crawled into bed, closing her eyes. Just as she started to drift off to sleep she heard a soft knock on the door, followed by an even softer: "Morgan?"
She quickly sat up. With a shy smile Greg looked at her, the question 'Can I come in?' in his eyes. She pointed to the other bed, trying to remain calm. Was this just about talking or would this finally be the moment he'd tell her about his feelings for her to her face?
After he had sat down, he softly asked her: "Do you… do you think I'm acting… childish when it comes to my cousins?"
She looked at him, trying to understand what was going through his mind.
"Tell me more about them," she finally said. He shrugged his shoulders. "What more is there to say? Their father, my uncle, lets them do whatever they want and they get away with everything. And I mean everything! I remember this one time when I was about nine or ten and we were all staying at my grandma's house. I was reading, my cousins were playing some sort of stupid game. Suddenly they came running into my room and took my book. When I chased after them, I accidentally knocked over my grandma's favorite vase. And instead of telling my cousins off for taking my book, I got told off for breaking the vase. It cost me months of allowance to replace it! When I told her my cousins had taken my book, she even grounded me for two weeks as I shouldn't have been running after them. According to her, I knew they loved teasing me and I shouldn't be giving them more reasons to enjoy it."
Morgan gave him a pitiful look. "I'm sorry… I can understand your grandma, but I also think it's not fair."
"Oh, I got plenty of those stories!" Greg said with a sigh. Morgan leaned back against her pillow. "Go ahead, I'm listening!"
When Greg gave her a questioning look, she smiled at him. "Hey, if I have to be on the same page as you, you'll have to fill me in!"
"Okay…" Smiling as well he started telling her more stories about his cousins. Like he had said before, he indeed had plenty of stories and even though they included a lot of funny stories, Morgan felt herself nodding off to sleep a couple of times. By the sound of his voice, Greg was drifting off as well.
"Greg?" She forced her eyes to open and saw he had fallen asleep. With a small smile around her lips she closed her eyes again and immediately fell asleep as well.
When she woke up, daylight was coming in through the windows and she heard voices in the living room. In the other bed Greg suddenly sat up.
"What?" she murmured, not quite awake yet.
"My parents are up!" he whispered. "I've got to get back to my room!"
"Why?" She couldn't even bother to open her eyes. She had never been a morning person, which was one of the reasons why she loved working nightshifts.
"Because I'm in your room!" He sounded genuinely freaked out. She sighed, her eyes still closed. "So what? Nothing happened… And what if something did happen?"
She finally opened her eyes and looked at him. He shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing, but… well, you know, I just don't want my parents to know I spent the night here!"
In spite of still being half asleep she could understand why he didn't want his parents to find out he had spent the night in her room. She also knew they'd find out anyway as she already heard Greg's mother's voice from the living room: "Greg's not in his room!"
She actually sounded worried, Morgan noticed. Greg's father tried to reassure his wife: "He's probably in Morgan's room, don't you remember what he said yesterday? Come on, we have to go now or we'll be at the airport too late!"
"I'm just gonna go check real quick…" Greg's mother decided.
"Anna, no, just…"
The sound of footsteps told them Greg's mother was walking over to their room. Greg quickly lay back down and pretended to be asleep. Morgan didn't have to pretend as she was still pretty much asleep, but she had to try not to grin as the situation looked rather funny to her. Her smile disappeared when she heard the door of her room opening and closing again a few moments later.
"He's here, they're each in different beds," she heard Greg's mother saying.
"Well, what did you expect?" Greg's father nearly called out.
"Nothing since he's your son! You were exactly the same when we started dating! Or have you forgotten we didn't sleep together until our one year anniversary?"
Their voices became softer and softer, telling Morgan they were leaving the house. In the other bed Greg groaned. "Too much information…"
Morgan grinned, her eyes still closed. Yeah, she definitely agreed with that! She opened one eye when she heard Greg moving around and saw he had gotten out of bed. He looked at her with his head tilted sideways. "Aren't you gonna get up? We have the house all to ourselves…"
As tempting as that sounded she just couldn't get herself to open her other eye. It was too early!
"Get used to it, I'm not a morning person," she murmured. She heard him grin. "I can see that! But I know what'll wake you up: a dive in the pool!"
She finally opened both her eyes, her eyebrows raised up high. "What are you saying?"
"Come on, let's go for a morning swim!" He looked like a happy little boy who had just opened his presents on Christmas day. It made her smile until he added: "Unless of course, if you're not coming, you want me to throw you into the pool…"
She frowned. Was he serious? Half a second later she knew he was as he pulled the sheets off of her bed and grabbed her arm. She protested, she didn't want to go for a morning swim! She tried to grab something to hold on to, but he was too strong for her. Almost without any trouble he managed to get her outside to the pool area.
"No, Greg, don't!" she called out as he pulled her closer and closer to the pool. "I can't swim before ten o'clock in the morning!"
This finally made him stop and look at her. She immediately seized the opportunity and tried to push him into the pool. As he really was surprisingly strong, he barely moved. She quickly tried to get away, but he had already grabbed her arms again and pulled her over to the edge of the pool.
"No, Greg, please, don't!" She hated having to beg, but she really didn't want to be pushed into the ice cold water. A little surprised she looked up when he indeed stopped pushing her. It even looked like he was losing his balance… She grabbed his arm to prevent him from falling into the pool and before she knew what had happened, she was in the pool herself…
A smiling Greg looked down on her.
"I'll get you for this, Sanders!" she threatened him. She quickly climbed out of the pool and took after him, managing to push him into a corner. Bending over him, she held her hair a few inches above his neck and then squeezed it. The ice cold water rolled down his back, making him scream. With a triumphant smile she looked at him. He shook his head. This meant pay-back time! She tried to get away, but he had already put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. As she tried to escape, she turned around in his arms and found her face only inches away from his. Just like in the pool yesterday, only now there was no one else around…
She could feel his breath on her skin, his eyes locked with hers. It wasn't hard to read in them what he wanted. She slowly bent towards him, but with her lips only an inch away from his, she suddenly felt ice cold water raining down on her: the sprinklers on the grass had just gone on and ruined their moment.
She looked at Greg and saw he was just as bummed about it as she. She hesitated: would she try to kiss him after all?
"I'll, eh, go and take a shower and make us some breakfast," Greg said, making the decision for her. She managed to smile a little. "Sure."
More than just annoyed she walked into her bathroom. As soon as she had closed the door, she let out a groan of frustration, unaware that Greg did the same thing in his room.