Hey guys, I am extremely sorry on the delay, but I have been sooo tired lately and I haven't been able to find time to work on this. Also, I didn't really know what to write, so I took a break from it for a while. This chapter is significantly shorter than the previous ones, but I would rather put something up than nothing at all. I will try to keep working on this as much as possible, but I won't be making any promises, and for that... I apologize.

Arya lays on her bed holding onto her jacket thinking about what her mom said. What did she mean by knowing who she likes? She can think of no one, sure she may be attracted to Eragon, but that doesn't mean she likes him. There's just no way that I would like someone like him. Right? She draws up an image of Eragon in her head; his beautiful face, his body, his warm smile, his searing eyes, everything about him.

Checking her watch, she grabs the jacket and decides to go to Farthen Dur. I'll just go say thank you for bringing the jacket back. Yeah, that's it, that's all I'm going to do.

Eragon is trying to look interested in what the lady in front of him is saying. Lately, there has been a lot of girls coming on to him, but none of them even remotely interested him. None of them are Arya. Growing weary, he apologizes to the girl before going back to work. She gives him her number, but with a slight of hand, he throws it away.

"Eragon, why do you do that to those poor girls?" He turns to see Oromis looking at him.

"Do what?"

"I saw what you did, you threw away that girl's number. All she wants is to have fun. Don't you have a soul?" Oromis puts his hand over Eragon's heart.

"Don't touch me you pervert, and I don't want to hear that from someone who only have one night stands. You have less of a soul than I do when you break someone's heart to satisfy your own perverted desires. I would much rather go with a girl who loves me than have one night with a total stranger." He says not knowing if it was even possible that Arya would ever come to love him. It's impossible.

"Ugh. Don't speak to me of love, it is such a disgusting subject." There is a look of sadness on his face but he just turns away to serve another customer.

Eragon wants to say something but decides not to press the subject further. Getting back to work, he roams around the club looking out for any sign of trouble. There really isn't anything going on today since there are less people than usual. Some just sit and chat, some just feel like they needed a drink, and some will occasionally dance. Eragon wishes that Saphira is here today to make his job easier, now, he has to wait for a few more hours until his shift ends.

Deciding that he needs a break, he tells Orik that he wants work outside for a few minutes. Orik gladly takes his offer and runs back inside to the warm comfort of his club. Eragon breathes in the cold air as he watches the night sky. He could barely see the dim stars above him as he tries to count them one by one, but only to have a cloud cover it up to end his amusement. Looking back down towards the street, he sees a lone figure walking towards him. Observing closely, he notices that the person is a woman, and that woman is Arya.

Arya takes a deep breath contemplating about how to give her thanks to Eragon. Walking towards Farthen Dur expecting to see some big bouncer in front of the door, but is astonished to see that it is Eragon.

"ID please." He says

She quickly takes it out and hands it to him.

Eragon looks at the beautiful picture on the ID and hands it back to her. "Hold out your hands."

Arya did as he asks and holds out her shaking hands out towards Eragon. Why is it so cold. She looks as he takes out a marker and draws a big X on each hand to signify she's still underage. What am I doing? He's right here, I didn't have to go inside the club.

"Have fun." Eragon says with an emotionless voice.

"Actually, I'm only here to thank you for bringing my jacket back."

"Oh, you're welcome." Eragon looks at her with intense eyes. "Is that all you came to do?"

"Well yes, but…" I wanted to see you. Arya shakes her head at the thought.

"But?"

"Nothing, nothing at all."

He looks away, saying nothing.

Arya's heart twists when she sees Eragon's sad and disappointed look. She must be going crazy to have these feelings for someone she barely knows, and on top of that, he's impoverished. Why is she feeling this way? There is no way that I like him, there must be some explanation. I won't say I'm in love… great, now I sound like that girl from Hercule's. Just what in the world is wrong with me! Not knowing what to say, Arya takes a step forward, and before she realizes what she is doing, she kisses him.

Eragon was taken aback when Arya kisses him softly on the lips and looks at him with her emerald green eyes. Unable to get a single word out, he watch her walk away as he falls to the ground.

"Now it's too hot, Eragon, let's switch jobs again. Eragon? Are you alright?" Orik walks out sweaty and looking at him with concern.

"I don't know…"

Meanwhile:

Arya sat in her car with her hands over her mouth. What did I just do?

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If not, I'm sorry. I'll improve on it. ALSO... HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

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