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you have things to
do?”
    “ I’m going to
pack.”
    “ I’m going to
help.” Caleb grins and chases me up the stairs to my room. “Okay,
you take that section.” He waves to the entire room. “And I’ll take
this section.” He opens the top drawer of my chest of drawers and
pulls out a pair of lacy pink French knickers.
    Snatching them from his hand, I
hand him a suitcase and place the lace inside. “Stop being a
pervert.”
    “ Yes ma’am,”
he grins over his shoulder as I start putting everything I want to
take, onto the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I see him picking
up my underwear with less speed than necessary and slowly placing
them in the suitcase.
    I grab a tennis ball off the
shelf by my bed and throw it at his head.
    “ Ouch,” he
laughs, dropping the thong. “What was that…?” I grab another and
take aim. He laughs and holds his hands up. “Okay, okay I’ll be
good.” I place the tennis balls on the bed, looking perplexed and
feeling perplexed when he puts them back on the shelf. “I think
we’ll leave these behind. You have a good aim.”
    “ Yep. Be
warned.”
    “ Oh I’m
thoroughly warned. If I go against your warning will you spank
me?”
    “ You’re such
a dork,” I giggle and go back to my job. “Hey Caleb.”
    “ Yes
princess?”
    “ Thank
you.”
    His brows furrow, “For
what?”
    “ For getting
me out of here.”
    He walks over to where I’m sat,
I have to tip my head all the way back to see his face. His body
dips as he places his soft lips against the bridge of my nose. “No
problem Gwenny.”
    Swoon.

    We spend the evening unpacking
my things after spending the afternoon boxing them up and fitting
them in the car. We go through bills and utilities and figure out a
way to pay for them until he finds a job.
    My boss Derrick, who owns
Chicago’s tells me to bring him in and we’ll give him a trial.
    It’s safe to say he picks it up
easily enough and works here most nights. I only work weekends as I
work at the café during the week and as much as I love working with
my boyfriend I also hate it because I have to watch girls fawn all
over him. When I see him smiling or laughing with them I turn a
dark shade of green. I trust him though, he announces to everyone
that I’m his girlfriend and is always touching me when we cross
paths. Most girls don’t care though, there’s one girl in particular
who I want to feed to rabid wolves.
    She’s stunningly beautiful and
she lets him know she’s interested by showing up every Friday night
and sometimes Saturday, in a different outfit to the one before.
Each outfit slutty and revealing.
    I see her before he goes to her
table, she pulls her dress down and pushes her boobs out. Slut.
    Fortunately my boyfriend can
see straight through her and we laugh about her after every night.
Her desperation is astounding. Whenever he’s taking her order and
listening to her flirt shamelessly, he looks at me and pulls a face
or winks. He doesn’t let her know he finds her severely
unattractive though because he’s got a job to do and because of her
obsession she’s spending a hell of a lot of money.

    It’s the following Monday when
Caleb takes me back to the place we met and sits by me just
silently watching the waves flow across the sand. He’s holding my
hand firmly, his thumb circling my palm.
    I smile at his profile and his
eyes meet mine. He looks at me with so much love in his eyes I
can’t resist leaning in to kiss his perfect lips.
    He smiles back at me and lowers
me onto my back, his body hovers over mine as the kiss deepens.
    It only lasts a few minutes and
I’m so relaxed due to his fingers stroking my cheek that I barely
register his words at first. “I’m falling in love with you Gwenny.”
The way he says it is quiet but so sincere tears come to my eyes.
“No,” he amends and runs his nose along mine. “I am in love with
you. You’re the very reason for my existence.”
    My breath hitches and my