YAY! Chapter 11! Okay I really LOVE the reviews and I just get so excited especially when you want me to update soon! And I'll be happy to know what you want in the next chapters, you know to keep you guys interested.

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KATNISS POV

Peeta and I return home to my house in the Victors' Village. Peeta holds my hand in his, and as soon as we walk through the door. His lips attack me.

I stumble back, and he catches me, kissing me passionately. Before I could even do anything, he breaks away.

"Sorry," he says. I just had to do that. "Guess you're just too irresistible." He grins. I grin back, but then my stomach rumbles. Peeta laughs. "Looks like someone's hungry."

We walk into the kitchen, and Peeta goes straight to work, washing his hands in the sink then reaching in the cabinet for a pot. I go and take out the memory book and begin working on it.

Peeta whistles as he works, improvising some random tune. I start to hum along, surprising both of us.

Peeta stops and looks up from the stove. "Were you just humming?" he asks.

I nod slowly, "Yeah…"

"Oh. Okay well, this may sound weird but, can you sing something? Like a small tune perhaps? I've been dying to hear you sing for a long time." He puts down the pot spoon and comes over to me, a hopeful look on his face.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea…I mean, I haven't sang in a while." A long while, actually.

Peeta smiles. "Exactly. So start now. It's just me, anyway. Please?" And Peeta's face looks so irresistible I can't let him down.

Sighing, I nod my head reluctantly. Peeta beams at me, and leans forward. His eagerness makes me nervous. I clear my throat.

Then, I sing a simple song my father used to sing me to sleep when I was little. It's something about a star and the person doesn't know where it is or something. Anyway, I sing it, slowly. I'm a little pitchy at first, but then my voice tunes itself and I sing pretty good, if I do say so myself.

When I finish, Peeta just stares at me. I wait patiently, but his face betray nothing. What on earth is wrong with him? Maybe he's disappointed? Or could it be another flashback?

This thought makes me say something. "Peeta? Peeta please don't tell me you're having on of those again."

Peeta snaps out of it. "Katniss! No I'm sorry. Don't worry, I'm fine." He blushes red. "Your voice…it's so…"

"That bad, huh?"

"No." He looks up. "It's beautiful. You're beautiful."

"Really?"

Peeta smiles. "Of course. I've waited a long time to hear you sing, and I wasn't disappointed. Not one bit."

PEETA POV

That was awesome, Beautiful. When I heard Katniss sing, I couldn't breathe. She sounded like an angel. Her voice had adjusted from years of disuse, and she reminded me of when I first heard her when we were five. Her voice is much more mature now, of course, but it's even more terrific than before.

Katniss looks a little embarrassed, and to ease her nerves, I lean forward and kiss her lightly. It gives me a weird tingly feeling I've been getting lately, and makes me want more of her.

To distract myself, I return to my pot. I hope Katniss can't see my warm cheeks. I stir the pasta, and strain it in the sink.

I hear Katniss drop something and I turn around to see what it is. Her pencil has fallen under the table, and she reaches underneath to pick it up. As she does this, he shirt rides up a little, and I can see the small of her back. She reaches even further and I could see her lacy underwear, the one from the night before.

The sight does funny things to me, things I never had much time to dwell on before. I try to avert my eyes, but I find I can't.

When Katniss sits back up, I turn back around. Disgusted with myself, I shake my head. I peek back at Katniss to see if she noticed, and she's into her memory book once again.

I am so relieved, but for some reason again, I can't take my eyes away from Katniss.

After a few moments, I feel something extremely hot touching my arm. I turn around and see that the pot I just emptied of pasta has burned my right arm. I cry out in pain and quickly set the pot down. Wow, I must have been pretty distracted.

I feel Katniss come up next to me. "Peeta! Are you okay?"

I'm holding my arm, and I run my arm under some warm water. "Here, let me see." She says. Katniss leads me to the table and tells me to sit.

She leaves the room and comes back with a tube in her hand. "What's this?" I ask.

"Burn ointment. I might as well make use of all the stuff my mom left here." She sits next to me, and goes to work on my arm. As she does this, I gaze at her. I remember how I was distracted earlier from staring at this woman before me. I don't know why, but lately, I've been seeing Katniss differently. Maybe it's just my body speaking to me. Yeah, that's it.

I sigh. I can't take it anymore. I want to hold her. I want…I'm not sure what I want.

Katniss screws the cap on the ointment and set it down. "Okay, the burn should heal. With the ointment-"

Katniss doesn't get to finish because I attack her.

I grab her face and kiss her. I open my mouth, tasting Katniss with my tongue. Katniss is shocked at first, but then joins her tongue with mine. They tango and twist, and I grab Katniss by the waist and pull her over my lap, straddling me.

Katniss pulls back, breathing uneven. "What is this?" she says.

Voice husky, I say, "I want you, Katniss Everdeen."

Ooohhhh, what's gonna happen? Will Katniss agree? And more importantly, what about their lunch?

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