the radio, I prepare the coffee and toasted ham and cheese sandwiches. I can't believe that the first time I'm home alone, I have a gorgeous hunk as a guest. I titter. Mum would chuck a pink fit if she knew, and Dad would have a heart attack—but then if they knew what Seal was going through, I'm sure they'd let him stay.
I gaze out the window and sigh. How can I have feelings for a boy I just met—and from the moment I first laid eyes on him? It's too weird. Sure, I've had crushes, but I've never felt like this before, but wanting someone who doesn't feel the same is the pits. I bet he doesn't even like me and he’s just being nice because I'm letting him stay here. I shake my head. There's no point fantasising about him. He's drop dead gorgeous and could have any girl he wants, even if he can't remember who he is. Besides, he's probably already got a girlfriend and I bet she's stunning. With a strange ache in my heart, I carry the food to the table, singing along to Carly Rae Jepsen’s song: Call Me Maybe.
“Something smells good,” says Seal, walking into the kitchen.
Butterflies flutter in my stomach and I glance up at him. Gosh he's dreamy. Dad's clothes fit him perfectly. The singlet is stretched tight across his chest, displaying his perfect physique, and though I try not to gape, my eyes roam down his stomach to his slim hips and the low-slung waistband of the blue denim jeans. I suck in a breath. He looks like a movie star.
His face turning red, he pulls on Dad's blue jumper, then lifts the tray from my hands. “Here, I'll carry that. You've already done too much. Going out of your way for a stranger like me is just amazing.”
I shrug. “Well, what else did you expect? You wouldn't let me call a doctor for you. What kind of a person would I be if I didn't help you to get your strength back?”
He sets the tray on the table and smiles. “Your compassion and kindness is a rare find, Eloise.”
“But how would you know? You can’t remember anything.”
He shrugs. “I don’t know who I am, but I seem to know other things. It’s all very strange.”
I give him a half smile. He may be unattainable, but I can't help the longing in my heart whenever he says my name. As I take the plates and cups from the tray, goose bumps prickle my skin and I try not to look at him.
“I hope you're hungry,” I say, pouring the coffee into the mugs. “Do you take milk and sugar?”
There's a moment's silence before he answers. “Um … now that’s something I don’t know.”
“Okay, try it black first.” I pass him a mug. “You can add sugar or milk later.”
“Thanks.” He takes a sip, then curls his nose.
I chuckle. “Here.” I plop some sugar and milk in, then stir it. “Now, try it.”
He tastes it. “Mmm, that's better.”
Poking at my food with a knife, I peek up at him. I've never felt longing like this before, ever. If this is love at first sight, it sucks. It's no fun when it's unrequited. I rest my head on my hand and sigh. Gosh, he’s dreamy.
As he chews his sandwich, he closes his eyes and inhales like he hasn't eaten for years. He must be really hungry. Maybe he didn't eat yesterday either. The phone rings, startling me from my thoughts. As I jump up to answer it, I look at Seal and hold my finger to my lips in case it's my mother. I hope he understands because there's no way I can explain him to her at the moment.
“Hi, Mum,” I say into the handset.
“Hello, sweetie, is everything okay?”
“Yes, Mum, everything is fine. How's Nanna and Pop?”
“Your nanna is okay, but Pop has to have an operation next week, so I don't know when we'll be back. Now, if you need anything, you can always go next door. And if you want to join us, you only have to ask and we'll get you a plane ticket.”
I roll my eyes. Why does she keep trying to convince me to go over there? “I'll be fine, Mum. I told you, I want to start this job on Monday. I hope Grandpa will be okay. Give him and