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Chapter 7

Zack, the key to Bitsey's freedom

Bitsey woke up first, a little stiff from the position that she was sleeping. Getting up carefully, not wanting to wake Zack, she finally stretched when she removed herself from the couch. She heard a couple spots in her back pop, but it relieved some stiffness. It was dead quiet in Zack's house, and Bitsey was never one for quiet. He had to have a radio in here somewhere. She wondered through the house, and she finally found a radio in the kitchen. She turned it on, and quickly turned the volume down, not wanting to disturb Zack. She channel surfed for a while, until she found the station she usually listened to. Light music, and Bitsey knew almost every song that the radio station played. She noticed that Zack had dishes pile in the sink, and she needed something to clear her mind. As she started to fill the sink with soapy water, she heard her favorite song, "My Heart will go on" by Celine Dion, come on the radio. She started to sing along as she did dishes.

Zack awoke to music coming from the kitchen, and Bitsey removed from the spot he had last seen her. A smile instantly cam to his face as her heard Bitsey sing, she had a beautiful voice. He started making his way to the kitchen.

Bitsey didn't even hear him coming, and she jumped slightly Zack started belting out.

"You're hear there nothing I fear," he sang into his invisible microphone.

Bitsey couldn't help but laugh. Then she decided to sing-a-long with him. She was a much better singer than Zack, but he didn't care. Zack continued to sing as he got closer to her, and started singing into her eyes. They both stopped singing and Zack pulled her into a tight embrace. His lips met hers with much passion and love. When they broke apart, the song was over, and "A kiss from a rose" by Seal was playing. Bitsey smiled as she turned around to finish what she started.

"What are you doing?" Zack asked gesturing the sink full of soapy water.

"I needed to do something to clear my mind, and I noticed that you don't like to clean," Bitsey replied with a giggle.

"I can't have you doing my dishes at least let me help," he requested.

"Okay, you can dry and put away, since I have no idea where stuff goes," she told him.

"Alrighty."

When they finished Zack's dishes, they sat on the couch. Bitsey snuggled against Zack, and he had an arm around her. They had brought the radio out into the living room, because neither of them were interested in TV.

"So what are we going to do all week, since this was your brilliant idea?" Bitsey decided to ask, breaking the silence between them.

"I don't know," he said, "talk, I want to know who you are, what you like."

She looked up at Zack and smiled. Finally, a man that cared for her mind instead of focusing all on her body.

"Well, what do you wanna know?" she asked as she took his hand in hers.

They sat there for the rest of the night, just talking, getting to know each other.

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