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Chapter 5

Alex's POV

I woke up before John the next morning.

I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. I wanted to make us breakfast in bed.

I turned on my little TV in the kitchen to watch Coronation Street just as I always did on Sunday mornings.

I thought back to last night; I had woke up and John wasn't beside me in bed. I had gone looking for him and found him sitting up out here in the kitchen. Maybe it was because I'd been half-asleep but John had looked to me like he had something on his mind. I planned on asking him later. Maybe he had been having second thoughts about us, I prayed that wasn't it.

I made us a nice breakfast. Bacon and eggs, with freshly squeezed orange juice; along with some fresh fruit on the side. I then slipped out to the corner store and bought a single long stemmed red rose.

I placed the rose into a little crystal vase I had and made up the tray I would take into the bedroom to surprise John.

I slipped into the room quietly, John was awake, sitting up in bed, listening to some music on his iPod.

He smiled when he saw me come in.

"Damn girl, you're spoiling me." He said, with a smile. "This looks awesome."

I set the tray in John's lap, and he turned off his music.

I got into bed beside him and picked up the remote, turning on the TV and tuning it to Coronation Street.

"What's this?" he asked me.

"Oh; just a soap opera I like from back home. It's called Coronation Street."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot you were born in England."

We watched the show together, John asked me all sorts of questions about the storyline and the different characters.

After Coronation Street I got up to go and do the dishes. John got out of bed and went to have a shower.

I finished the dishes and went back to the bedroom to make the bed. As I was passing the bathroom I heard something that made me smile. John was freestyling in the shower! He was using the lyrics from that old song "My Girl." As well as throwing in rhymes of his own.

I giggled and went out to the living room, deciding to forget about the bed. It was only going to get messed up again later, judging by the way this weekend was going so far!

I decided to put on some music. I went over to the stereo and looked through my CD collection. I decided on Sean Paul, I wasn't sure if John liked him; but there was only one way to find out.

I put on the CD. Starting with track 4, "Like Glue." I loved this song!

I danced around the living room, straightening things up, and then I heard a chuckle and turned around to see John in the doorway watching me.

"Damn Girl! I didn't know you could move like that!"

I blushed.

John looked very sexy today, wearing blue jeans with what appeared to be my Toronto Maple Leafs jersey. I laughed.

"Nice Shirt!!" I cracked.

"Oh yeah, I saw this in your closet. I only put in on as a joke though, I'll take it off if you don't want me to wear it." He said.

"Nah! Go ahead, it looks hot on you!" I said.

John sat down on the couch, grooving a little to the music.

I decided now was as good a time as any to ask him about last night.

"John?"

"Yeah; babygirl?"

"When I found you sitting up in the kitchen last night; was something on your mind? Were you maybe having second thoughts about us?"

"No! it was the opposite, actually, I was thinkin' about what I'm gonna do now. People have to be told, Alex." He said.

"I know." I agreed "Our folks, Vince…"

"Exactly." He said, adding "And I was thinkin' about how I could go about it without it being spread all over the world, y'know?"

I heaved a huge sigh of relief. I felt better knowing what that was all about. I joined him on the couch.

"I love you John!" I said, wrapping my arms around him.

"Love you too baby." He said.

John and I spent the rest of the afternoon listening to music, and playing video games. Later in the afternoon he went down to the Gym in my building to work out.

We had a light dinner that evening; and then went to bed early. Both of us dreading morning's arrival.