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Henry's POV

I open my front door and see Sacha fiddling with her dress. Was it too much of me asking her to stay? I know it is selfish but I really don't want her to go.

We walk inside in complete silence. She walks towards the couch and sits down.

"Why do you need me Henry? Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?"

Looking at her and seeing her face breaks my heart. I don't know what to say to her. I take a deep breath and try to make her understand.

"No of course not. You did everything right. You remember my ex right?"

She looks down at her hands. "Yes."

I swallow hard. "There was a girl who… she liked me a lot and… well… I didn't know until it was too late." Trying to keep it together I avert my gaze to the window. "She was in love with me and she felt heart broken when I proposed to Tara. She… she…" I can't finish my sentence and I feel a tear running down my cheek.

Before I know it Sacha is in front of me and her hands are on my chest. She slowly lifts her hand to my cheek and wipes away the stray tear. "It's okay."

I hold her close to me. "No it's not."

Her face is buried in my chest. "It's not your fault, she chose her own path. Please don't blame yourself. You loved Tara and it was the right time to do what you did. You can't make everybody happy babe. You can only make you happy." She holds me even tighter if that is possible.

And we just stand there for a while.


Sacha's POV

I feel him relax against my body and I close my eyes. He has been through so much. After a while we part. I look at him and he gives me a half smile. I smile back but it turns very quickly into a yawn.

"I'll get a tee for you." He walks out of the living room and I sit down. What a night! Pulling off my heels I look at my poor feet. I'm never going to wear those again. Henry comes back into the room and gives me a t-shirt.

"Thanks." I say feeling a slight blush coming up.

"You can change in my bathroom if that's okay? Do you wanna sleep in the guest room, or...?" He shifts from one foot to the other. He pulls his lower lip in between his teeth.

"Where else would I sleep?" I tilt my head to the side and look at him with a smirk. He looks back at me and huffs, his hand going to the back of his neck. A nervous tick he has whenever he feels uncomfortable. I walk towards him and stand on my tiptoes. I am even smaller than before without my heels. He bows his head and I kiss his cheek.

"Good night babe." He smiles and I walk out of the room towards his bathroom.

*Next morning*

"Shit!" I drop the spoon full of batter on the ground making a rough sound throughout the kitchen. Henry's shirt, that I still have on, is all dirty with the pancake batter. I put the spoon away and get a clean one. While the pancake is in the pan I get down and clean the floor.

"Well, this is not your strongest moment now is it?" I look down at the shirt and decide to take it off. I still have my bra and panties on and I walk towards the bathroom to get the shirt in the hamper.

Back in the kitchen I put on the radio and dance and sing to the song that is playing. Henry's kitchen is so big that moving around is not hard at all. Looking at the stack of pancakes that I made I turn the stove off.

Still dancing through the kitchen I turn around and scream. "Jesus Henry you scared me."

He doesn't say anything, he just stares at me with his mouth a little agape.


Henry's POV

The music is blasting from the kitchen when I get down the stairs. Sacha always loves to begin the day with a good start. When I walk into the kitchen I freeze. She is singing and dancing, but where is my shirt? Her matching red bra and panties is all I can focus on.

She turns around and screams. I am still staring and I know I should say something but what is there to say? Now I can also look at her breasts and I feel my blood draining from my head and going south. She looks at me and clears her throat. I look up and see her smiling… busted!

"Uhm… good morning!" My hand goes to the back of my neck trying to focus on her face.

"Good morning, I made pancakes."

"Where is your shirt?" She looks down and then back up, her cheeks flushed.

"Oh my god Henry! Why didn't you say anything?" Before I can say anything else she runs out of the kitchen. I want to follow her but my feet don't work at all. After standing there what feels like an hour she comes back into the kitchen.

"Better?" She has another shirt of mine, a dress shirt to be exact. The shirt just barely covers her thighs.

"That is a trick question that I'm not gonna answer." She smiles and leaves the kitchen to walk to the dining room. I follow her and see a big plate full of pancakes which can feed the whole neighborhood. I sit down and look from the plate to her face and back.

"I know it's more than enough for us but I don't know if you need to eat normal or if you need to eat like the hulk." She chuckles lightly at her own joke.

"Wrong universe, but thanks anyways." I smile as I see her confused face. "The hulk is marvel, not DC." Her face doesn't change. "How are we best friends?"

She laughs and the sound fills the room. "I'm sorry. I know there is a difference. But you know what I mean." I nod and get a pancake.

We have small talk while we eat the pancakes, well mostly me. "Do you have enough?" I look at her plate, she only ate one pancake.

"Yes, I am not that hungry." She doesn't meet my eyes. She stands up and walks with her plate to the kitchen.

"You know there is more than enough."

"I know. I think I'm gonna get dressed. I need to do… uh stuff." She wants to walk away and I grab her by her arm.

"You don't have to go. You can stay and we can watch a movie." I look in her eyes and see hurt. What happened to the woman who was dancing in her undies?

"Maybe another time." She kisses me on the cheek and leaves to get dressed.


So what do you think is going on with Sacha? Are they on the same page when it comes to their feelings? Thank you so much for reading. Stay safe!