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Summary: Storms in her area weren't that uncommon, some stranger coming and knocking on her door saying this was his home too before passing out was a bit new. What was going on? Each chapter has a song that fits it, I recommend listening to each song for the respective chapter to get a feel for the atmosphere of the chapter.

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Chapter Two

Take Me Away by Avril Lavigne

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It started at some point after he'd been moved to the guest room, sleep had kept him in a peaceful state for a couple hours before something woke him, he couldn't identify what disturbed him, whether it was pain, nausea, and noise...he had no idea. Nor did he have time to, he was able to blink blearily in the darkness before IT hit him. What felt like hours...maybe days...pure emptiness, nothing...no sight, no sound, no feeling...absolutely nothing. Whatever this was, it gripped him so intensely that he was barely aware of when it finally faded away, leaving his eyelids fluttering as he succumbed to exhaustion once more.

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The IT that hit him in the night was barely registering in his memory when he finally stirred that morning. Sun light streamed through the sheer curtains, giving the room a warm glow as he cracked his eyes open at last. He was lying on his stomach, on sheets so soft and smooth it was almost like a cloud. The so light tan it was almost cream bedding only emphasized his bronze skin as he leaned up on his forearms, looking around and realizing he was shirtless, and in bottoms different from the ones he'd been in before he passed out.

Sitting up took a bit, he was still tired as he pushed himself upright and really looked around. The bedroom was spacious and well decorated, elegant furniture, classy accents, all keeping to the tan, light tan, and a soft green color scheme. The main door was cracked slightly to indicate he was free to move around, and the door to the bathroom was open and waiting as he finally got out of the huge bed. The bathroom was just as nice as the bedroom, large and full of top of the line features, the decor matching the bedroom.

Hot water from the shower felt wonderful on his tired muscles, soothing the tension from his skin as he cleaned up. Exiting the spacious shower stall with a little reluctance, he was surprised to find fresh clothes waiting on the counter, the light jacket he was wearing last night was washed and folded, the shoes cleaned and had new laces in them. The rest of the clothes were not familiar to him, but he accepted the offering, slipping into the boxers, jeans, and shirt gladly. He ignored his shoes for now, simply putting the warm socks on his feet instead to keep his bare skin off the smooth floors.

The hallways and what he saw of the house as he wandered towards the smell of something edible were just as fancy as his rooms, somebody well off apparently lived here as everything was expensive yet tasteful. He just hoped the occupants of the house weren't as posh as the place appeared, he was honestly scared...

The smells were wafting from the large kitchen, the dark stone counters blending nicely with the dark wood cabinets and contrasting with the gray stone floor, stainless steel appliances tucked in appropriate places. Two people were already there, one was an older gentleman sipping a liquid that smelled so good, the other as a young woman around his age judging by appearance. The older man leaned on a counter, alternating between sipping his drink and polishing a large set of silver forks and spoons, the knives already sitting in a box, shined and cleaned. The girl on the other hand was perched on a stool, sitting at the huge island in the middle of the kitchen and reading some papers in front of her as she ate a bowl of cereal.

The older of the two noticed him standing awkwardly in the doorway first, bowing his head slightly as he set his polishing rag down and stepping forward a bit.

"Good Morning sir, how may I be of assistance?"

He stared a bit blankly as the girl looked up as well, giving a small smile as she hopped off her stool and fetched a carton of milk from the fridge. "Was wondering when you were going to wake up."

He didn't respond right away, taking them in first as the gentleman-he couldn't describe him in any other way-waited patiently for his answer, he was dressed in a suit, black slacks, shoes, and jacket, and a crisp white blouse underneath. She was dressed in denim shorts with bejeweled pockets, and a white tank top, and knee high neon colored socks, that's what really got his attention...

"I...I'm..."

His throat seemed too tight as he tried to put his thoughts to words, he was so confused...

The gentleman didn't seem to notice, but the girl moved closer and held her hand out, "Let's try last night again, didn't go so well, "I'm Kate, or Kat according to my dad, Katalina Marie if you ask my mom, and Hey Babe if you're like any of the other guys they've sent to me and if that's the case then we'll take you back to the air port after we eat. This is Jeeves, or really Henry 'Hank' Azaro, he's the everything around here, butler, secretary-go to guy; Jana, the housekeeper and cook, is off today so we have to fend for ourselves for food."

He shook her hand before rubbing at his temples, a headache pounding behind his eyes as he tried to understand, "I'm-"

"Benjamin Ahken Malek, or "Ahk" as you said last night before collapsing."

He nodded, that part he knew but the rest was a fog in his head that just wasn't clearing up. Kate walked back to her stool, sliding a glass of milk to him as he sat near her, the other man returning to his polishing. She slid the papers she'd been reading over to him, the papers that had been in his bag last night. At least they'd been in a plastic folder, the bag was ruined within minutes of being out in the rain but the vital documents were safe. It was all there, papers he'd never seen before, but ones he knew instantly. Birth Certificate, ID, Bank statements, Drive's License, and High School diploma papers...his entire life just about...besides who the heck he was besides his name and the little money he apparently had.

"Sorry that I read through those, very few of you guys show up in the middle of the night, let alone like you did-set a new standard that's for sure-wanted to check you out to make sure you weren't a creeper or anything."

He rubbed at his forehead again as his eyes read over his Birth Certificate again, the names listed as his parents were ones he didn't recognize at all...none of it made sense...

"I'm sorry...but...*sigh*...I do not know what you mean by 'you guys' or whatever...I...I'm sorry...my head..." He winced at a particularly painful throb making his vision blur for a second. Kate scooted her stool a little closer, resting a hand on his shoulder as he dropped his head to his hands, trying to understand...

"Hey..."

He didn't look up, trying to stop his eyes from watering at the thought that something was going on that he just couldn't remember...for hours the day before he'd been wandering around helplessly, few would stop and talk to him when he asked for help, and even fewer had been able to let alone willing to give him information. The hopelessness and dread that had built up as he'd tried to find the address on his ID had made it hard to breathe and had honestly scared him. Finally finding not only his destination at last, but to be allowed in even though he had no idea what was going on or who these people were...it hit him like a freight train to the chest.

The shaking that had taken over his body as he sat there surprised him, as did the soft hand that was lightly rubbing his back as he tried to focus, tried to force the answers to come to him. It just wasn't happening...

"I'm sorry...I don't know what's going on...I...I don't know who I am or why I'm here...or just anything...there's nothing in my head...I know these papers...but I've never seen them...or maybe I have...but...God I can't remember! There's nothing there..."

Kate didn't answer him, she just kept running a hand up and down his back for a couple tense minutes before pulling one of the papers closer to her, "Benjamin Ahken Malek, twenty years old, born in Los Angeles on January 20th, so you just had a birthday, not bad...and you graduated with 4.0 in High School so you're apparently smart..."

He shrugged, shaking his head as he leaned on one hand and watched her look through the papers again.

"So what do you remember...? Like do you remember waking up yesterday or..."

Again he shrugged, "I'm not really sure, yesterday is pretty...blurred I guess, I kind of remember being in a park somewhere, then dug through my bag until I found my ID in my wallet...after that I wandered around hoping to anything that I'd find this address...my head hurts just trying to remember that...let alone anything before...it's just not there...I don't even know if it's missing..."

"Huh..." Kate let the silence hang before accepting the bottle of aspirin from 'Jeeves' as she called him, she popped out two pills, handing them to him to swallow before sliding a plate of toast over. "Here, at least eat something."

He did so, chewing slowly as he tried to find more answers and only succeeding in further frustration at the lack of anything else in his head.

"What did you mean by 'you guys'...why would I call you babe if you do not like it?"

Kate stared at him narrowly for a minute before smiling gently, this one seemed more natural than the one she'd used when introducing herself, "Bet you've noticed the house as you walked down here? Not exactly the average place, at least to some-my mom is one of the top fashion moguls for modeling, designs, and the industry, I kind of live in style here...or at one of her other estates as her daddy dearest was the biggest real estate tycoon when he was alive. While my mom and dad don't get along very well-that's another story-they do agree that my brother and I need to be protected and that the family's 'values' need to be carried on properly. I agreed not to date while in high school, and accepted their aid for college tuition and in return I 'date' the candidates they find and screen as appropriate matches for me until I'm 25, if not engaged or married by then, then I can go out by myself. Literally, I'll be cut off from the family..."

"Sounds rough..."

Kate made a face before nodding, "Yeah...mom's picks are a bit...how should I say this politely? Stuck up pricks, whose definition of respect is snobbish disdain with a side of asshole."

He snorted into his glass, choking a little as he tried not to laugh, only giving in when Kate chuckled as well. "Sorry...mom's picks are sons from colleagues, investors, old friends of her dad's...rich kids basically...dad doesn't send a lot of guys to meet me...not fully liking this idea. You're one of the first from him...at least I'm assuming so, since you can't remember."

"No...sorry."

She shrugged, "It's fine...little weird though to be honest."

"You think this is a little weird? I can't remember anything past sometime yesterday afternoon besides my name...I stumble here...and find out I'm part of some match making thing because of your father who I have never met? This surpasses little with flying colors..."

His tone sharpened as he spoke, ending in a frustrated snap as he sagged against the island, playing with his ID card idly as he stared at nothing. His anger was well justified, he was just so confused and desperate for something to answer all the questions running through his head.

Kate huffed slightly, "I'm not saying you're part of this, just assuming so as I have no other idea why you're address would the same as mine, and I'm also assuming my dad sent you because you're not like the sleazy rich assholes who just want me for money and sex...that's not something you can forget, memory or no their dumbass-ness is bred into them and not something that goes away...you're different from the others. I understand you're confused about this, hell I am too...just trying to come up with a working answer as to what's going on..."

He nodded, sighing before glancing up to meet her gaze, for a moment distracted by her brunette hair with auburn streaks, and one gold highlight on the right side that was a sharp contrast from the rich brown. He shook his head a little to focus again, earning a smirk and a playful wink as she caught on to his minor distraction, tossing her long ponytail back over her shoulder.

"I know I'm cute, but focus a little bud, gotta get something worked out since you're here, what do you think?"

He almost said he thought he was going to be sick...but swallowed heavily instead, rubbing at his eyes a little, "I think that's the best answer...I really have no idea...can't thank you enough for letting me stay here...this has to be awkward..."

"Eh...a little bit...but then again I'm the queen of awkward when it comes down to it..."

"I doubt that."

She snorted, completely un-lady like, "You haven't seen me right when I wake up in the morning, or when I...well just anytime really when around people...I'm usually faking it."

"Fake it til you make it..."

Kate giggled, the sound pleasant to his ears, "Where'd that come from?"

He shrugged, "No idea...this is going to be hard...I...can't even tell if there are supposed to be memories I'm missing...it's like before yesterday there was nothing..."

"Well you've got today and that's good for now, and you've got me...and not much else to be honest, a hospital would have seen your papers here and kicked you out without even an ounce of caring. There's too much here for you to claim full memory issues...so for today you're stuck with me and Jeeves, let you get your bearings a bit...and tomorrow it's up to you, we can try to track down someone who knows you, my dad might..."

That made him shudder slightly, he just didn't know what to do.

"Or we can go from here and try to make the best of it, people around here see you with me and they'll assume you're another match candidate, my mom's always in the media spotlight and by default I am too a lot of the time, so saying you have no memory and are some random person who showed up on my doorstep with my address on your ID...gonna look a little odd to the public."

"This can hurt you?"

The concern in his voice shocked both of them, but he just couldn't let the thought of his actions affecting his currently savior negatively.

"Could...if not done right, I mean the gossip chain is always rattling about me, goes nuts when there's another candidate, to be honest the truth about how you ended up here-whatever it is-won't look nice to others. I'm not really worried about me or my mom, our reputations get messed up all the time and we clear things up just fine within a few days, but yours? People will tear you apart before they even know you're name, add in everything else...the real world just isn't nice."

He nodded, 'fake it til you make it', those words were going to be his mantra for now on, or until answers showed up.

"Why are you doing this?"

The tone of accusation surprised him, he didn't mean to be that harsh, or maybe he did, but it was too late to take it back. His fear of the posh environment, the fear of why he had no memories, the fear of...everything...it was too much and he just was at a loss...

"Because...I don't know."

"What?"

"Miss?"

They both glanced over to Jeeves, his look of slight confusion just as strong as the worry in their guest's chest.

"I don't know why I'm doing this, something about you is different...especially compared to the other guys who show up here, they demand to go out on a date or to hop in bed right away...you showed up soaked and so confused...I just want to help you...and you're right, part of this will be 'fake it til we make it'...but I'm not like the other rich girls who live in the lime light since they were old enough to smile for the camera, which I have...I want to help you...for some reason I don't know...that's all I got..."

He nodded, sighing yet again as he rubbed at his face, "Thank you...for everything..."

Kate smiled, and this one was something he found himself always wanting to see on her face if he could help it.

"You're welcome...now eat up...since you're going to be hanging around a bit, might want to get you some clothes, my brother's don't fit the best."

He glanced down, the jeans fit but not the best...and he was sure there was a hole in one of his shoes still in the room he'd slept in. "I have some-"

"Nope."

His eyes narrowed as she pulled the bank statements and other papers from him, tucking them back in the protective folder and sliding them out of reach as she went back to her cereal and toast.

"I'm paying, save that for whatever, but part of the match thing here that my dad set up was those sent from him get a card to access his chunk of the family's fortune, he rarely touches it so someone might as well enjoy it. Another reason he sends so few guys to meet me, doesn't really find a guy willing to date someone richer than them and be handed an unlimited card without going nuts."

He chuckled, "I think I can contain myself, wouldn't know what else to do...kinda at a loss here."

Kate giggled, reaching for a bedazzled wallet sitting on the counter which he passed to her politely, she smiled again, making him look away quickly to avoid doing anything as she pulled a plastic card from a slot. "That's the latest one, all the others expired since no one's used them. Going along with our hodge podge answer, you're honestly the first guy my dad's "sent" in awhile, it was supposed to be every other guy between him and mom but after the first three he stopped, so you're a newbie!"

That earned her a smile, it was rather easy to just go along with the idea he was here as a candidate as she kept talking, explaining the whole plan her parents had come up with to ensure the family's good name wasn't tarnished and the fortune wasn't lost by stupidity. A bit cruel that she had until her 25th birthday to find someone to ensure her part, but her brother was 22 and was still looking, their parents had given up on helping him find a girl, he hadn't been thrilled at the match-making idea from the start so he'd fought it and earned the gossip name of "Dine and Dump" one nice meal and then ciao.

From some odd point in him, he understood, something about keeping the family pure and the good name kept in high regards, where this was coming from he had no idea...but it was all he had to go on and he'd take.

Kate worked out a basic plan for him, while he was sort of wanting to know who the heck he was, it was becoming clear there was nothing to find when even an internet search Jeeves pulled up for them showed little, just basic stuff, and his parents were dead in a fire years ago supposedly and he had no other family. He was alone.

Not anymore according to Kate, she refused to let his mood keep sinking as the hopelessness tried to drag at him. So few answers...but she kept smiling as she talked. Between the two of them and Jeeves and Jana, they'd look for answers, they'd even go to Kate's dad if needed-Kate had so little contact with him that a sudden phone call about a mystery guy or candidate would be bad. It was easier to assume or just play along. Meanwhile to the rest of the world since Kate couldn't just disappear for a few weeks or however long to help him...he'd fake it, being a candidate and 'dating' her to the public eye.

Wasn't the best plan, but it was all they had. Fake it til they make it to something with a little more clarity.

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Since it was clear he'd be staying for awhile, they went clothes shopping later that day, grabbing lunch at a soup and sandwich bistro near the mall closest to Kate's neighborhood, or more like complex. He was lucky he'd reached the street the night before when he had, the houses-or actually estate mansions on Sydney Avenue were blocked off from the rest of the world by a gate and wall. The car that had drenched him right beforehand had allowed the gate to be open when he'd headed towards the mansion with 112 on it.

Fate or luck he wasn't complaining last night and wasn't complaining now as he climbed out of the 2015 Porsche Cayman Kate drove and followed her inside after she handed off the keys to the valet, she was grumbling about the ride, she didn't like the fancy little car, preferring her other vehicle which was at another estate. Something else they'd have to pick up eventually, a luggage set and traveling stuff for him, they had three days until Kate's brother would be back from his latest escapade to Europe, and that would mean back into the fast pace social life. Currently Kate's mom was at a fashion expo in Dallas, Texas so Kate was excused from the fashion industry's hold on her until that ended. But once Jason, her brother, arrived, and the two's mother returned to her penthouse in another part of Seattle, it would be traveling for awhile as Kate's social life went from content and quiet to buzzing and everywhere.

Not that he minded, the thought of traveling was something that appealed to him, the thought of being the center of attention scared him a little, and the fact that Jason usually resided in the same estate Kate did made him nervous, there would be no fooling him about the truth. Hopefully he'd help or just go with it at least.

They'd tackle that later, right now Kate was leading him towards a high end fashion store with determination. Her dark blue jeans hugged her legs and he was honestly glad her black pea coat fell almost to her knees and the top of her boots. Lingering exhaustion and the ever bearing lack of memories were beginning to make it hard for him to concentrate, but he'd insisted on getting the shopping 'expedition', as Kate was calling it, out of the way first since Kate had things to do whether he was ready or not. And he was little nervous about being on his own...

The store was rather vacant besides a bustle of sales associates at their posts and one or two others. He didn't dare glance at any tags he could see on the few items actually labeled, a little scared of the figure he'd see.

Kate led him on, taking off her coat as they reached a back area where some comfy couches were set up outside a dressing room. "Fernando! I know you're back here, I have a project for you!"

A man ducked his head out from a dressing room where's he'd been fussing with a mannequin's outfit. "Katalina? My-my it's rare I see you in my area without Josephine by your side-and with a guy! What is this darling, some charity case?"

"A candidate mi amigo be nice!" Kate kissed the flamboyant man on both cheeks, playing with the measuring tape draped around his shoulders, "This one's not only made it past the first night, but has agreed to my trial period, this one is one of daddy's picks-have at 'im!"

Fernando looked him up and down, one hand to his chin as he leaned on one leg with a soft hum before turning to Kate in exasperation, "Oh no...I still say charity case darling."

"Fernando!"

The fashion man sighed dramatically, fanning his face with one hand a bit as he looked again.

He was honestly uncomfortable as he stood there in Jason's simplest jeans, his clean but dull converse, a plain t-shirt and button up and the light army style jacket he'd arrived in that he refused to part with at the moment. Fernando's gaze was sharp and calculating, but it smoothed into a more welcoming one when Kate tugged on an arm and pouted a little.

"Please mi amigo...you can Calvin Kelin-Gucci-Haggar-Nautica-even Paul Smith or Ralph Lauren this one...just gimme something form that Spain born head of yours."

"Give you darling? No, I bestow upon...and this one is in no way a Haggar are you crazy? Has Fernando taught you nothing? Nautica...please! Klein, Gucci and a bit of Lauren, maybe Smith and Cavalli to add flair." Fernando stepped forward, circling like a hyena as he eyed his prey.

He shifted uncomfortably, looking to Kate for help and receiving a warm smile in return as she set her own designer coat to the couch with her leather hand bag. She removed her gloves as another sales associate came over with a tray of drinks, she grabbed a pair of sodas and sent an order out for crackers and cheese as she dropped onto the center couch with a contented huff.

"Fernando-oh! Yes or no mi amigo, I gotta get him in shape for stuff."

Fernando sighed again, this one like a slight moan but he consented with a cocky smirk, "Fine darling, it's going to take everything I got...this one is definitely different than the others you've brought. Definitely not that Kensington."

Kate glared at Fernando as the Spaniard dragged the girl's companion towards the dressing room and began hollering out brand names, sales associate's within earshot rushing to comply.

He glanced to Kate, earning a slight shake of her head to not ask about the other guy mentioned, followed by a reassuring smile as Fernando dragged him inside the huge changing room and shut the door after demanding he strip.

"Boxers only darling, I don't mix playing with clothes and playing with toys."

"Fernando!"

Kate's cry made him feel a little better, as did the sound of her face palm as she slapped her forehead in exasperation.

"Sorry luv, you know me!"

"Unfortunately I do." Her tone earned smiles from both men before she spoke to just her companion with gentle affection, "Sorry about him...he's the best there is but a little over the top."

"A little, what is it with you and calling things little?"

His comment earned a true laugh from her, making Fernando eye him carefully as he shucked the ill-fitting jeans and shoes and socks.

"You are definitely a different one darling," Fernando's voice was soft and just for him as he paused in his movements to look to the man, "She doesn't laugh for just anyone."

He nodded carefully, the implications behind the message were loud and clear, it wasn't just the media who could ruin him alongside Kate. The fashion industry wasn't just the cameras at the show. He continued again when Fernando clapped his hands impatiently. The jacket he refused to let be taken away, instead tossing it out the door quickly to Kate to keep safe as Fernando eyed his current garb like he wanted to burn it. The fashion oriented one watching closely as he stripped down to his boxers.

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Kate jumped when a sharp squeal came from the dressing room, almost jumping up to check on them, her feeling of wanting to help Benjamin keeping her concerned for him, when Fernando laughed giddily.

"Darling I love this one! Have you seen his abs...oh to die for! Can I keep 'im please!?"

"No you can't keep him, and I haven't seen anything yet so come on!"

Fernando groaned dramatically, or at least normally for him, seemed a bit over the top to Benjamin in the dressing room who let out a sigh that Kate barely heard through the door. The fashion specialist reached out the door blindly, being handed an arm full of clothes that he snatched away from the gal in an instant.

"Here, these one's first, to get the fit..."

A minute later Fernando was bouncing slightly as he stood outside the dressing room door, earning a smirk from Kate.

Benjamin was only wearing a pair of jeans that hugged between his waist and hips perfectly, and judging by Fernando's darting gaze, hugged his butt right as well. Fernando had insisted they show Kate a topless version before continuing.

Her smile was enough to ease his nervousness, but he still crossed his arms over his chest in modesty as the other sales associates, mostly women, peeked out from around racks of clothing with looks of longing and approval.

Fernando bounced forward, gleeful as he looked to Kate for permission.

"Armani?"

She frowned, one eyebrow lifting as she looked him over again before glancing over Benjamin's great physique again, her bright smile earned a delighted squeal from Fernando as she nodded.

"Armani...and maybe some Versace, Jason likes to go out a lot after his post-travels binge sleep."

Fernando chuckled before snapping his fingers, directing where the sales associates with arm fulls of clothing should hand their selections on the racks in the dressing room. Calling out brand names and names of certain selections as he went.

"You do know I have no idea what any of those names mean, right?"

Benjamin's gentle accent made her smile wider, earning a slight shrug and then laugh as Fernando sighed in exasperation at the comment.

"Oh I figured, but hey go with it, you might like it."

She wrinkled her nose when Benjamin rolled his eyes before accepting his fate and heading back inside to change yet again. Kate knew what was in there. The jeans would be removed and hung up on a completely empty rack on the opposite side of the dressing room, Fernando was vowing to fill it before the day was up and nothing was going to stop him.

Kate thanked the lady who brought the cracker and cheese platter, nibbling on a tomato and basil one as she listened to the sounds coming from the other side of the door. Benjamin was going along with it, but was going to keep his head while doing it.

"Katalina darling, this one has a temper! I really like him!"

"I kinda like him to, just behave yourself Fernando, he's daddy's pick remember, they don't always come from our world."

"Well that is so obvious darling, this one is so new!"

"Hey!"

Kate giggled, "Be nice Fernando."

Another dramatic sigh, this one almost a moan again, "Fine..."

"Do you want me to take away Armani?"

"Nothankyou!"

The blur of words and meek tone that came from Fernando earned a smirk he couldn't see, "Then behave."

Fernando's voice wentt back to his giddy self, "But of course! We shall bestow upon him the gifts of the fashion gods, especially the great Armani whose blessings cannot be squandered, you my new friend have been given the honor of wearing Armani, take it well."

"Umm...thanks?"

Kate outright laughed at Benjamin's soft agreement, probably so confused with Fernando's eccentric attitude.

"Come one boys! Dazzle me!"

Fernando shot out a fast "Yes!" of joy as the sounds of hangers on racks lit up the room, Benjamin ducked his head out the dressing room door, looking to her with a gaze that was part exasperation and part amusement.

"Is this really necessary?"

She nodded, laughing when Fernando cried out and yanked his project back inside and slammed the door.

"No peeking!"

Kate was still chuckling as she munched on another cracker, testing out the small cheese ball nearest her and humming in ecstasy to taste the ranch and bacon in it, at least this time the gal who'd fixed it knew her.

Benjamin's voice called out to her, sounding just a pang desperate, "Save some for me!"

She giggled, "Do you only think with your stomach?"

"Most of the time? Yes."

She laughed.

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