◦ ◦ Cayden's POV ◦ ◦

There comes a time in a girl's life when she has to rely on her assets, rack and all. As planned, Eric had picked me up around ten this morning and we headed to a few dealerships. Right now, were at a Inifinite and it was time to negotiate a price on a beautiful pearl white 2009 G Coop with tan on charcoal leather, digital everything and a cute little remote that controls everything. I had plenty of money left over after selling my amazing condo in New York and getting Eric's condo for a steal. I sent Eric away, giving me and the preppy sales man with the ugly purple and gold tie, some private time, to negotiate. With my blousse opened a couple of buttons, of course. Eric said this guy was starring at me the whole time he was consulting us, or me, on which car to buy. And apparently he wasn't starring at my face, if you know what I mean. I think the choice of wearing a pair of white skinnies and a light blue tank top, nothing fancy but sure got this guy's attention. I think the blond hair was a plus too. Eric told me to use my butt and get the price I want. So he left to get some coffee and I was in the creeper's office waiting to sign some papers.

It didn't take long, maybe a half hour, and I got the price I want. Imagin what I could do with a screwed up, sex deprived snitch in jail. Anyway, I got my car and it was going to be driven over to my place today. Eric and I were now going to do some grocery shopping and he was going to show me around town.

The best thing is, we forgot about yesterday's misshap. I was having a fantastic time and I want nothing, like what happened yesterday, to ruin it.

So we hit the road and Eric turned his big truck towards my condo, passed it, and took a left onto a little street that went along the water. Almost right away, he parked the truck along the sidewalk and we walked to this little store with shelves of every fruit you can think up, and that was just outide. Once you step in, there was deep green and the odd colored veggies swarming the little room. So, Eric and I split up, I took the fruit part and he took the veggie part. I picked some awsome green apples, two blossomed pineapples, a few very orange oranges, some bananas, all the good stuff! I met Eric at the counter, paid for my food, well he insisted he paid for some because he was planning on eating some of the dinner he was going to make tonight. I didn't argue with him, hey, if I can get free food, I'm in. Have I mentioned I loved food, eating it.

I got back in his truck as he packed the food bags into the cab, then jumped in a road the engine. He drive along the ocean till we reached the edge of the city limits, then drove into town, on the main road, showing me the hotest clubs to the best cuisines. I demanded he show me the mall and best street for boutique shopping. Since it was early afternoon, I wanted to shop.

"You mind if I do a little shopping? I have no clothes worthy of Miami and I really want to shop…"

"Your asking me to tag along? Carry your bags…" Then a bark of laughter came out his big mouth and he bent down, hands on knees. Then he slowly flipped back up with a smile that went ear to ear. It was a very dazling smile, even if it was mocking me.

"No, I just thought maybe you wouldn't leave me on my second day in Miami, because you want to make my experience here better than it is…" I insisted.

"Your funny. You shop, I'm gonna go get a beer down the road." I didn't realise he had parked the car and was at my door, waiting for me to step out. I felt his hand pull me out gently and maneuver me onto the side walk out of everyones way. "Text me when your done. I'll come pick you up." And he was gone before I could answer. Why don't guys like shopping? It isn't that bad, they can buy stuff too, I can help with the bags. It didn't matter, I still went shopping and bought the cutest things. The boutiques here were amazing.

I got, two pair of jean shorts, one pair short shorts and the other pair were half thigh with some fraying at the bottom. Next were some tank tops, 2 for 20, 5 for 40, so of course I got about 10. I also got a couple brand name t-shirts, some flip flops, a pair of gladiators, a cute yellow turtle neck tank top that flowed to below my hips, a white hoodie, a jogging outfit for when I feel like doin the minimum of exercise and a cute red dress that ties around my neck, boost my bust and ended above my knees. It was a sexy clubing outfit I firgured I would need soon. Plus, I got these really sexy gold pumps to go with the dress.

I was sitting on the curb, bags at my side, waiting for my ride. And he finally showed up.

"How was shopping?" He asked, packing my things in the cab.

"Good, how was your beer?" I said, getting onto my seat

"Beers," he corrected me. "I talked with the bartender, sat on the patio, talked with a few girls…" He trailed on. Girls, girls, girls… That doesn't bother me, were not dating, were not together, he just sold me his home, brought me car and grocery shopping and was now cooking dinner for me. None of that means anything. But for some reason I am head over heels jealous.

"Fun." I acted nonchalant. I can tell it didn't work because he started smiling as he drive back to my place.

When we got to my place, we onloaded the truck and the man behind the counter in the loby stopped me before we could make it to the elevator.

"Miss, your car has been dropped off, here are your keys." He said.

So, I made my walk a little more confident and took the keys and walked back over to Eric and took a long ride in the elevator. We walked to my door and I heard the loud whines and the random bark from Duke. So, Eric offered to take him for a walk and I thought I should just un pack the soon to be rotten food. By the time I was done, the fridge was half full with food and a case of beer. So I cracked a bottle open and moved to my couch. At that moment, Eric and Duke swept through the door wagging their tales. So Eric doesn't have a tail but I'm sure his butt counts. He sat beside me on my couch, leaned back and but his arm around my shoulders. He was a foot away from me so his hand just barely reached my far shoulder. He tapped my shoulder with his hand and when I turned my head back to him, he stole my beer and was sipping it.

"That's mine!" I sqeeked and stole it back.

"Jeez, sorry!" He took his arm from around my shoulders and flung them in the air then placed them on his lap. I sipped what was left of my beer and watched out my window. I heard a little bit of a crackling sound, so I turned…OMG, Eric is going through my shopping bags.

"What are you doing?!"I squealed. "Don't touch tha-" It's too late, he found the lingerie. He pulled out a white Victoria Secret bra and then his fingers trailed back into the bad till I shouted. "Don't you dare! And put that back!" So, I forgot to mention that I got some bras and underwear, strictly for work. He was looking at me with a very dirty smile. "It's for work!"

"For work?" He doesn't believe me!

"Of course, I need support when I'm busting drug deals and collecting evidence." I was stealing my bag back when he started his talking again.

"Don't you find it's a little, provacative…" He was saying that in as more of a question then a statement.

"Maybe, sexy can be comfortable. Anyways, you won't see it.."

"Your covering it up?! You kidding me? Strought your stuff in that bra, work that thong!" Eric had swept the bra from me and was now doing some sort of fashion show walk, holding the bra to his chest, as if it looked good.

"Eric, stop!" I was trying to get it back. He kept turning around so that I was always face to face with his back, then he would walk away. I jumped onto his back but he kept prancing around with my bra, as if I wasn't even on his back. "Eric, it was fifty dollars! Please, give it to me!" I hadn't realised it but I was laughing. He had the bra on his now and I wasn't trying to really get it from him.

"I think I look better in it." He stated, putting back on his chest, blowing it up to make him look like he has a bigger bust size.

"I think you do too." I was laughing so hard, I fell off onto the couch, pulling him down with me. Well, he sort of landed on the ground. I was still giggling and he had the bra draped over his eyes. "Now I'm gonna have to power wash it." I settled down to a smile.

"I shaved, added a dab of cologne, it's for ever gonna smell like me."

"You ruined the moment."

"Oh come on, you like it." He got on his elbows, pushing himself up so that his face was infront of mine, dangling the bra over my head. I yanked it out of his hands and walked, with all my bags in hands, to my bedroom to drop them off. When I came back, Duke had his collar on and Eric was closing some windows.

"What are you doing?"

"We're going over to my place."

"Why?"

"For dinner. Remember."

"I thought we were cookin' it here."

"Nope. Now pack an orange, green peppers, an onion and garlic. I have the rest at home."

I hurried and filled the bag with what Eric told me and made it to the door with Duke's leash in his hand.

"All set?" Eric takes the bag I am holding and rushes me out the door. "Let's go."

Eric's appartment is so cool. Its got the fanciest loby every. I felt bad walking all over the marble floor. I felt even worse walking on his partly carpeted floor in Eric's beautiful condominium. But after thinking about the incident with the lingerie, I didn't feel as bad anymore. Mean, I know, but I felt better, which is all that mattered.

"Woah..." I was walking over to the big glass windows on the far side of the appartment, running my fingers against the rim of the window contour. "It's beautiful." I slid the sliding doors open and leaned against the glass railing on the balcony.

"That's my favourite part…"He's pointing to the amazing view, somehow, with out me noticing, he was at my side looking over the ocean too. "Love to scuba dive. I got a boat down at Palm Springs Marina. I've had it for a while now, but I don't think I would ever give her up."

"Of course, it's a her… She got a name?"

He was laughing now, a short and eveil laugh. "I guess you'll have to find out for yourself." I was considering what he was saying when it just clicked.

"I'M GOING BOATING WITH YOU?! I'VE NEVER BEEN BOATING, OTHER THEN THE FAIRY IN MANHATTAN… OMIGOSH!" I am jumping up and down, looking like a loser. Calm down, act cool. Who are you kidding, blast some music and party. Haha blond beach babes that were talking with Mr. Delko at the bar earlier today, haha, I am the one that's gonna be sailin' his boat. That sounded a little naughty, change that, I'm the one who will be… There's no way to make that sound good enough for it to not be dirty.

"What are you thinking about?" He's asking me this, staring me in the eyes. I don't know that because I'm looking at the sunset. What color is the sunset, you may ask? I have no idea because some how he got me staring back in those damn, rich, brown, glitering eyes. He gave cough, get me out of my daydream thing.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked you what you were thinking?"

"I was just admiring your boat benefits."

"You going to use it to pick up men?"

"I can think of a few different ways…" I was smiling my evil smile. "There's one man I am more interrested in but I can do with them all."

"Lucky bastard." He has grin as big as his ego. He thinks it's him. Ok, you got me, it is.

"You think it's you. Ha! Your funny." His arm is crept around my shoulders and he is dragging me to his kitchen.

He made this dish called Fricase de Pollo, a cuban dish he caught on from his mother, one in about three. Turns out he doesn't cook much, nothing surprising there. He tried some pick up lines on me, turned into a girl against guy thing. A lot of fun.

Now we are sitting on the lounge chairs on the patio, I have wine, he has beer. Our chairs are across from each other, feet almost touching.

"That's not bad," Were still talking about pick up lines, "some guy used this one on me, 'I wish you were DSL so I could get high-speed access'. I just walked away."

"I can beat that, once, when I was young and thought boobs were all that mattered, I used this on a girl with huge honkers," he cleared his throat. " 'Was that an earthquake or did you just rock my world'. Lame, I know, but turns out this chick was completely hammered and she thought I was saying she was fat. Her boyfriend noticed her slapping me in the face and gave me a black eye on the dancefloor. Didn't use a single pick up line for a few weeks."

"Ouch. Even if I were drunk, I don't think I would have turned you down." I shouldn't have said that. Now he's thinking that I think he's hot and now his ego is bloating to the size of his imagination. Good job Cayden, not good. "Not that it would have gone far." His face wasn't smiling anymore, he knew I was trying to cover up my mistake now he was smiling a wolf grin. I sipped my drink he went to talking.

"You want some more wine?" I didn't know I was out of alcohol.

"Um, no. I should get home. It's almost ten." I was walking over to door when I feel a hand pull on my wrist. His hand was pulling me closer and closer to him every hundreth of a second till finally his lips were nothing but milimeters away and started whispering against them.

"Are you sure it isn't going far?"

Obviously, his question is retorical because he started kissing me. His lips are a drug to me, I can't get enough of him. Everything about him is intoxicating, his smell, his warm skin, his voice, his eyes, his everything. But, for some reason, he was pulling away. I felt like yelling at him, don't pull away! Is he crazy, it felt so right.

"Don't…" I don't know how but I managed to let that escape. He stopped kissing but that didn't stop me from trying. I leaned into him wanting more but he didn't let me. I got the hint and I stopped.

"Cayden, I can't. I need you to listen. Cayden, I know th-" My cell phone went off, interrupting him.

"I better get this." I flipped it open and Eric left towards the balcony, I walked over to the kitchen for more privacy. "Aurora?"

"Hey! How's Miami?!"

"It's great. Turns out the previous owner of my condo, he's really nice. He showed me around town today, made me dinner…"

"OMIGOD, is he cute? Now you can end that internet fling with what's his face-"

"Aurora. He's not a fling, I really like talking to him. He's really amazing, he understands me, he's the only thing that hasn't changed in my life and he puts me back together when I'm falling apart. Which happens a lot right now because I'm practically alone in an unknown to myself city. He makes me feel safe…"

"Oh Cayden, please. You have a hot guy infront of you, or was, you get what I'm saying. Stop wasting your energy on this science dork. It's obviously not going to happen because your way to afraid to hook up with him so give him up."

"Why do I have to know him physically-"

"Because your human! You're naturally curious, sooner or later your going to want to find out. Why not now. Get it over with. Then you won't be wasting your time on him and you can waste your time in bed wi-"

"AURORA! Look, I'm busy right now, I'll call you later."

"You better!" And I hung up. I placed my elbows on the counter and leaned my chin into my hands and starred at Eric starring at the ocean. I could see three quarters of him and it was illuminated by the full moon in the sky. His long sleeve charcoal shirt was no longer on him, and his white pants weren't held up by a belt anymore. He looked so comfortable, so chic, and he was where he belonged. Me, on the other hand, is a mess. My hair was in all directions because I kept nervously running my fingers through my hair. My purple t-shirt was tousled and wrinkled from the friction that was between Eric and I and my dark blue jeans weren't very tight. All in all, I didn't fit the picture.

A few minutes later, Eric chugged the last sip or two of his beer and headed over to me. He didn't look surprised that I had finished my conversation, in fact, he had a worried look on his face. Did he hear my conversation? Oh shit.

"Well, let's go." He sighed and picked his keys off from on the counter. Then called Duke over.

"Wait, what were you going to tell me?" I stepped in front of him, attempting to stop him from getting to the door. Did I really believe that I could stop him? Not at all, but better look like I could, even if I couldn't.

"It doesn't matter…"

"Yes it does."

"Cayden, drop it." He smiled. "Don't worry about it. It will be taken care of."

He was able to get around me to the door, able to pull me into the elevator and managed to get my dog, me and himself in his truck in record time. Then, when we arrived at my condo, he walked my all the way to my door like a true man should do and waited till I was inside, then he pulled me hard against him and kissed me again. This time, I managed to get my hands away from my side and around his neck, a couple of my fingers playing with the little hairs on his neck. I felt his hands on the small of my back, I think I even felt one of his hands slip down to my butt but he pulled away before I could make sure.

"Goodnight." He said. I slipped my hands into my pockets and he started walking away.

"Are we like, you know?"

"Should we be?"

"Do I want to be, yes. Should we, I don't know." He smiled then just walked away. Shit. What does that mean. I shrugged and gave up for the night. I took a nice one hour shower and went to bed, Duke beside my feet.

"Goodnight Duke. At least you won't leave me, right?"

I heard a grunt and considered it yawn, he does love me!