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Evan, well, Baelfire actually ,woke up. He found himself smiling, realizing whose bed he was in. But where was the owner of the bed? He heard tinkering downstairs. Throwing on his jeans, then he crept down to the kitchen. She stood there, prepping two bowls of oatmeal, and then placing them in the microwave. Afterwards, she tended to the coffee maker.
"Quite the hostess," he thought. She heard footsteps in the door way. She peered over in his direction, smiling. She felt a little awkward to the fact she had on no make-up and wore only her undergarments under a silk , short night gown. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was without all that make-up.

"Hello…" She wasn't sure which name to use.

"Please, use my real name."

"Bealfire," she corrected herself. "How did you sleep?" He broke his trance.

"Oh…not to well", he answered. She suddenly appeared unhappy.

"Oh…did I do something wrong?"

"Oh no sweetheart. I was going to say, I was too busy watching you sleep, and helping you relax."

Jade blushed recalling last night, how he held her, massaged her, gave her kisses…so many kisses, anywhere and everywhere.

She laughed to ease off the awkwardness.

He walked up behind her, grabbing the coffee out of her hand.

"Let me do that for you…"

"You always like taking things away from me, when I am doing something for you." He smiled as he spooned the beans into the maker.

"It's my nature to help…and what do you mean I take things away from you?" The confused expression of his made her giggle.

"Oh, well, in my dreams, visions, memories, whatever you'd like to call them. I would be doing something like dusting; you'd take it out of my hand and do it for me. Another instance was washing your clothes, one day, you kind of nudged me out of the way and told me you will do it, not to "tire myself out," or I would always attempt to make tea, and you'd beat me to it. It's as if you wanted to treat me like a queen."

He playfully grabbed her, Jade let out a gasp feeling his muscular, lean body between the silky material of her dress, the only other thing between them were his jeans as well.

He bent down, first kissing her cheek, then her neck, lastly her throat.

"It's because you are my queen, and I am your most loyal subject", he said seductively. She brought her hand up, gliding it over his shoulder.

"You always had the best pick-up lines," she struggled to say, while he still held her close, his kisses making her incapable of doing anything.

He picked her up effortlessly, placing her on the edge on the counter. Gently, he got between her, still holding on to her waist. He closed his eyes, breathless as she moved her cold hands up his chest.

"Oh…Sweetheart", he gasped.

"Mmmmm, I like this side of you," she said. He bent in close, placing his mouth on her. She slid her hand behind his head, moving her tongue along his lips, then kissed him. A satisfied grin appeared on her face while he let out a moan.

"Didn't think I'd get so much gratitude making oatmeal…" He laughed.

"Oh…it's not the oatmeal, Sweetheart, it's just you…in that tiny little night gown."

Again, he locked his lips with hers. She yanked his hair back playfully. In reaction, he let out a small painful grunt. Her other hand raked down his back, he felt her nails dig in, but he didn't care.

"You're so rough…why," he asked.

"That's how I like it," she said while laying kisses on his chest. He nearly lost it when she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his hair harder.

"I'd do the same, but I don't want to hurt you," he warned.

"You could never hurt me, and pain doesn't always have to be so bad," she argued.

The microwave beeped. Jade wriggled out of his gasp, jumping off the counter, to tend to the two bowls of oatmeal. She looked at him, he stood there, flushed, and judging by the bulge in his pants…frustrated. She grinned at her evil victory.

"Well, I'll have to say Baelfire, that was the best two minutes and thirty seconds I had in a while."

"Damn you woman," he mocked. He went over to the small, round dining table.

"How did you know it was that long," he asked. Jades shook her head towards the microwave.

"The timer you dork" she replied. All he could so was snicker.

After their quick breakfast, Evan threw on the rest of his attire, Jade changed into a pair of stretch pants and a black halter top.

There was a firm knock at her door.

"Be right back," Jade announced. She ran downstairs to her foyer to get the door.

Looking through her peephole, she realized it wasn't anyone she knew.

Opening the door, Jade put on a smile. A woman with a short simple hair cut with a pretty face, adorned in a pair of dark blue jeans, and a high colored buttoned punk cardigan was revealed.

"Hi, what can I do for you," Jade asked.

"Hi…I'm Mary Margrette, I live down the street, I somehow got your mail. So…here you are," she said, handing a magazine and two envelopes to Jade. Jade took the articles, holding them at the side.

"Why thank you…you look so familiar though, were you at the fest yesterday," Jade asked. Mary Margrette smiled.

"Yes…why yes I was! Were you with…um, Evan , if I'm correct?

"Yeah, I was! Nice memory", Jade complimented.

"Oh, thanks, he's a great guy. He helped me repair my roof a couple months back when I was tight with money. Sweet guy… I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name," Mary Margrette said.

"Oh, Jade…Miller."

"Such a pretty name. How did you like the fest?" Jade leaned into the door frame.

"Thanks, and it was fun…well, almost."

"Oh… I'm sorry to hear that. I worked so hard, I was on the planning committee."

"Oh, it was beautiful Mary Margrette, it wasn't the décor, more of a man…a very annoying older man." Jade laughed.

"Oh…does he happen to own a pawn shop?"

"You got it, girlfriend…Mr. Gold."

"Yeah, I saw him step in while you were dancing with Evan…that wasn't very polite,"

"No-" before Jade could continue, she looked around making sure Evan was out of view. She leaned in closer to Mary Margrette.

"He's his uncle too…how cruel is that?" The raven haired woman gasped.

"Oh my…that is horrid!"

"Yeah, you're not kidding. But, our date was great afterwords." Mary Margrette smiled.

"I'm so glad to hear it, sorry if I am prying too much, I was only curious, small town, nosy people."

Jade laughed.

"It's ok, I was aware half the town saw our little incident. I had been through worse."

"Well Jade, I am glad to meet you, I don't want to overstay my welcome…we should catch up sometime! Oh…I remember you now! You are in a band with some of my students elder siblings!"

"Yeah, that's right," Jade confirmed.

"You were great by the way. Your songs are so beautiful."

"Awe, thanks. That's what I strive to hear." Evan came down the stairs. Jade didn't realize what her new found friend was looking at. Evan waived at Mary Margrette before going into the dining room.

Jade now wondered what Mary Margrette thought of her. It was now know her date have stayed over.

"Well Jade, we need to catch up, you should let me show you around town. You have a good day."

"You as well Mary Margrette," she said before the woman turned away, waving good-bye.

Jade walked into the room to meet Evan. He looked over at the sword, and then turned as soon as he saw her.

"Hey there Sweetheart, do you know Mary Margrette as well?"

"Oh, we just met actually…it's funny, I feel like I knew her from somewhere, so long ago. Bad case of de ja vu."

He embraced her and gave her a quick kiss, then looking down into her eyes.

"Who knows, she could be someone we both knew long ago. I have a feeling we have much more to learn."