My day went by slow, my night even slower. I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch, a steak (Cooked medium-rare, curtsey of Jacob) for dinner with baked potatoes and Macaroni. Mike proudly claimed it was a man's meal before digging into his own plate. Then I spent the next few hours replying to the usual dolled up questions of my ever present and adoring followers. I enjoyed answering their questions, as usual. It was an escape from my predictably dull and uneventful life.

My only real source of surprise was Edward. A boy who frequently visited my thoughts. Then the message on my computer arrived.

'I've been thinking about you. I wonder if you think of me too. -E'

My heart skipped a beat. E. My admirer and blog follower. I hadn't heard from him yet, so this statement had caught me off guard. For a second my mind entertained the fact that this E, this mysterious computer person could possibly be Edward. Then I brushed it off. There was no reason for this to be Edward. Edward could visit me any time he wanted. He knew where I lived and where I spent most of my time. He seemed to know more about me then even myself. Plus this E could be anywhere in the world. E could be male, or female. E could be an old person or even a young kid. That's why I loved the internet. It was so impersonal.

I held my fingers over the keys, unable to think of an answer. I could hear Mike and Jacob having a low conversation in the kitchen, the hum of my computer, and the usual outside noises of the night. Other than that it was silent. How did you tell someone you weren't thinking about them, not in the least, without sounding rude. And how did you do that over the emotionless keys of a keyboard.

'I'm sorry, You slipped my mind.'

I replied to the question and was met with an instant reply.

'I love our open relationship,

Your words answering to my every whim

holding me in suspense till I get to hear from you again.

I love that you can make me feel so safe,

that you make all my worries disappear

With your keyboard, not pen.

I love that I think about you all the time,

your words echoing in my mind

I love that you are so honest so real,

Your words make me feel surreal.

Don't ever change. -E.'

The words took me by surprise. A semi poem that made no sense. I couldn't help but laugh. Then another message before I even replied

'I hope I made you laugh, -E"

I smiled to myself and sent another message, a simple two words.

'Thank you.'

"Hey are you okay?" Jacob poked his head into the living room and I turned my gaze towards him, slowly shutting my laptop.

"Yeah…"

He took a few more steps in, "It's just. I heard you laughing."

"Is it that strange?" I laughed again standing up and stretching my arms up to the ceiling.

"A little bit." He smirked. "You know what we should do?"

"What?" A sly smile was coming across his face.

"Pillow fort."

"No." I felt a smile play at my lips.

"Yes." His was growing bigger as he walked closer to me.

"No!" I laughed.

"Oh come on!" He whipped on of the pillows off the couch and tossed it onto the floor. I crossed my arms as he ripped the next on off and then the next. He turned his head to look at me, puppy dog eyes staring me down. "Please."

"Oh fine!" I tossed my hands into the air, and he left to go get sheets as I assembled the pillows. Eventually we had built our castle.

"Are you guys serious?" Mike was tip toeing across the floor careful not to bump anything.

"Join us mike!" I called from inside the tangle of couch pillows, regular pillows, sheets, and chairs.

"No thanks." He laughed and I heard him leave the room. Jacob was already starting to fall asleep beside me, I could hear his breathing getting heavy. He had a long night, and then another long day at the reservoir so I could understand why he was so tired. I on the other hand sat wide awake. I rolled around in my little space before finally army crawling out of my fort only to have my face meet the toe of someone's shoe.

"Well hello there." That tinkling laugh. I knew who it was before I even looked up. A blush swept across my face.

"How did you get in here?"

He held his hand out to help me up and I took it, "The better question is, how did you build that?"

"Oh, that, it was easy." I smiled and looked him over. "But how-"

"Does it matter?"

"Kind of.."

"Well then I guess I should just get going then?" He turned to leave. I wanted to stop him but then what would that say of me. I turned towards my fort and then around again, he was still standing there.

"I thought you where leaving."

"I'm still trying to figure out how you did it."

"I had help."

"Well maybe next time," He stepped in close to me and brushed back a strand of hair behind my ear. "I can help you."

"That would be great." I smiled, a new blush settling in.

"Good." A rush of air-filled the space between us as he stepped away.

"I never did get to thank you for the flowers the other day."

"Your welcome." He smiled that half-smile of his. "You should go to bed."

"But I'm not-" I yawned, a sleepiness suddenly coming over me. "Tired."

"I think you are."

"Maybe just a little."

"Go to bed."

"Fine." I walked towards the steps and began to make my way to my bedroom, feeling his eyes on me every step. "You know you on't have to follow me."

"How else would I know you went to sleep?"

"I'm really not tired." I shut the door behind us and then flopped down on the bed, his eyes stayed on me.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Would you like me to sing you a lullaby then?"

"A lullaby?" He sat on the bed beside me and pulled me, so my head was in his lap, his grip was firm and strong. I laid there as he began to hum, and then sing, his voice velvety and beautiful. He tucked the covers in around me and brushed my hair with his finger tips. I wanted to remember everything about him, everything about this moment. I tried to hold it all in, but the more I tried the more I let it slip away, and soon darkness over took me as sleep set in.