Sometime after Gregory had assured me that I would be okay I had fallen asleep. The only thing I remembered was my body feeling so heavy; any energy that was left had been completely drained by his whole new load of revelations. What choice did I have but to accept what he had to tell me, because even if there was so much as a sliver of a chance that everything that he told me was a lie, and that he was in fact a psycho path, which I doubted, the last thing I wanted to do was make him angry.

I was awake, but my eyes remained closed as I somehow hoped that it had all been a bad dream and that by keeping my eyes closed it would shove out any unwanted realities. Alas, I grew anxious and allowed myself to open my eyes. Someone had slipped me under the covers of a very large bed with soft cream sheets, a dark red blanket and a black comforter that was hitched all the way up to my collarbone. Beside me I noticed a note with my name printed on it, I picked it up to read it.

Aurie,

The bathroom, is the door closest to you with everything that you will need, and

there are clothes for you in the closet by the sliding glass door. There is also

plenty of food in the fridge if you are hungry. Please make yourself at home.

Gregory.

I got out of bed, my feet touched the cold hardwood floor and I winced a little, I must have hurt a muscle when I was running from Gregory in the forest. I wonder where he could be.

"Gregory?" I called. With no answer I made my way to what he had said was the bathroom door and knocked softly. With no reply I peeked inside; it was the most elegant bathroom I had ever seen. A large Jacuzzi bath and a grand shower were placed side by side, looking so incredibly inviting. The sink had gold faucets and marble counter tops and the entire room was decorated in various off whites and creams. Leaving that room I drew open the curtains of the sliding glass door, his balcony stretched out wide and had a huge fireplace all of which was greeted with a spectacular view of the Atlantic Ocean, with golden sand touching its borders. Even with the glass door shut tight to keep out the cold winter air I could smell the salty air flowing toward me.

The closet next to the door was stuffed with designer clothes of both mine and his looking like they belonged to a pair of newlyweds rather than a pair of random people having to stay with one another for a short while. I shrugged off my wrinkled clothes and changed into a simple blue dress.

My curiosity soon got the better of me as I explored the rest of his home. The kitchen was so well equipped with every gadget and gizmo that a pro chef would weep with joy in its presence. Nearby a dining table that could fit six was beautifully decorated with red and gold place settings. The living room was spacious and had everything; high bookshelves stuffed with every kind of novel imaginable, a huge entertainment system, chairs and a comfy couch and even a pool table. It's the perfect bachelor pad.

A door I hadn't realized that I had passed earlier caught my attention. I wonder what this could lead to. Probably just another closet or something. Not thinking twice I creaked it open and looked inside only to see that it was another bathroom. It was another bathroom with yet another half naked Gregory. At least this time instead of a towel he had sweatpants on and he was dry.

"I'm sorry. Again-oh jeez!" I said.

"You know if you are going to keep doing that I am going to have to ask that you try and walk in on me before I get into the shower, that way I can be polite enough to offer to have you join me." He replied.

"Oh I am sure that would be something you would truly enjoy." I said sarcastically.

"It most definitely would be." He said darkly. He struck his arm out snapping it around my waist and brought me to him, his free hand tangling in my hair. "I am not opposed to taking a second shower it I knew that I would have company this lovely."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what baby?" He asked innocently, staring at my lips hungrily.

"Trying to seduce me like you are interested or something!"

"Maybe I am interested." He said seriously.

"W-Why, why would you be?" I asked. "I mean I bet a guy like you would be able to get any girl he wanted."

"Maybe it's you I want."

"Again I ask why, my whole life has been a train wreck and I am hardly anything spectacular even without the drama."

"Aurie," he said looking into my eyes now. "The things that you have dealt with in your life are hardly your fault, and very few can build something out of nothing like you have, that and the fact that you are truly…beautiful, and smart, and incredibly unique in the best way, most definitely makes you spectacular. It makes you beyond spectacular. I never want to hear you say otherwise again, you are above self deprecation, do you understand me?"

I nodded, unable to speak. I could feel tears that I could no longer hold stream down my face. He put his hands on either side of my face to wipe my cheeks clean.

"Please don't cry." He said.

That just made me want to weep even more. I put my hands over his which were still lightly placed on my face.

"Aurie." He whispered to me.

I looked up and realized how close we were to one another; his lips were only inches from mine. He leaned in close, and for the first time since I had met him all I could think about was that single moment. Not a single terror or trial of my life before this moment existed. I just need one thing.

I leaned in closer to him and our lips met. His kiss began so soft and sweet. Bringing a hand to my waist to pull me even closer, if at all possible, and intensified everything. I looped my arms around his neck and moaned slightly. He backed me up until I was pressed between the wall and him. He left my lips so that he could kiss me from my jawbone all the way down to my neck and then back up again. He repeated to do the same thing on the other side and I twisted my fingers through his thick, soft, black hair.

He broke away from me and rested his forehead against mine smiling to himself. I cupped the side of his face to bring his lips back to mine. He lifted me up so that my legs were wrapped around his waist and he sped us to his room then gently putme on the bed, his arms holding his body just inches above mine. He kissed me again and then broke off quickly, within seconds he was off of me and stood on the floor at the foot of the bed.

I sat up, surprised and breathing heavily.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "Did I do something wrong."

"No, no you didn't!" He exclaimed breathlessly, as he grabbed my face and kissed me full on the mouth again before returning to his standing spot at the end of the bed. "How do you feel about me?"

"I don't know." I said. "I mean I think, that despite everything that has happened to me and despite not knowing you very well I can trust you, and I feel safe with you. I also know that the moment that we just had was the most intense and exciting thing that has ever happened to me. For once I didn't have to over think every single aspect because I know, I mean, I can feel that I am going to be okay as long as you're with me. I know that must sound crazy."

He laughed, though it had no humor behind it. "Trust me Aurie, it is not crazy. It is frightening but not crazy."

"Frightening?" I said hurt.

"Yes, because what you have just said has convinced me that everything that I have tried to push out of my mind involving feelings for you, has made me want you more, and now that you want me back I-"

"You what?" I asked.

"I think I may just keep you. All. To. Myself."