8 Lance

Feeling hot Olivia stirred from her sleep. She felt an arm wrapped tightly around her waist and legs tangled onto hers.

Her mind still hazy from waking up, as her senses coming back, the man beside her snuggled closer and hugged her tighter.

She groaned, trying to break free from her grasp. Struggling, she kicked his legs but the man slept like a dead log.

Unable to break free, she gave up struggling. Then she moved facing the spoiled brat sleeping beside her.

She stared at his sleeping face. The man is really handsome. She traced her fingers along the side of his face. He's long lashes complements his charming eyes. His skin fair and tender, and his messy but soft gray hair looks good on him. Then his eyes darted towards his lips. They were thin and bloody red, he looked so young. If not for his tall figure and mature aura. He can passed being a teenager.

Appreciating his charming and exquisite face. She suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity. As though she had seen his face before but her mind doesn't recall any particular scene.

Still recalling her memories, the man beside her moved and because of his movement, she snapped out of her reverie and immediately freed herself from his grasp.

The man frowned on his sleep, tapping the empty space beside him. Olivia saw this and giggled.

She grabbed her pillow and placed it on his arms. The man hugged the pillow tight, smelling her familiar scent, he started falling asleep again.

After fixing herself, she started preparing food. It was already noontime. Her stomach has been grumbling from hunger. She just reheated what they had last night and cook rice.

She was thinking about her job tomorrow and whether she would bring him along. She can't let him stay here all alone even if he's well behave.

Also her sister, she hasn't told her anything yet. She's probably going to give her an earful of nagging when she gets back.

Speaking of the devil..

Her cousin is calling her right now.

She picked up her phone and answered.

She was about to speak but her cousin already bombarded her with words.

" Hi Oli, how have you been? Did you followed the things I've told you? Don't stress yourself finding job, I've already prepared something for you. Have you eaten? Don't always order food, it's not healthy. Hey! Are you still there? Why aren't you talking? "

I rolled my eyes and said, "Oh, are you done talking? I thought the nagging would continue for an hour or two." I Kidded.

"Your hopeless." she replied annoyed.

"I know, and please stop worrying about me. I can handle myself just fine. I'll just wait for you to come back then we'll settle matters about the job your offering." I told her.

"Okay, just don't do stupid things and were fine and don't burn my apartment, I want it perfectly fine when I came back." She laughed telling me.

"First of all, I'm not an arsonist and second there might be some things missing in your apartment, especially in your closet." I kidded back.

"What!---." I heard her yell at me before I turned the phone off.

I love pissing her off, it makes my mood happy.

She was laughing inside, thinking how annoyed her cousin at moment, but then she hasn't told her about their new 'tenant' that's when she felt conflicted and troubled. She doesn't know if her cousin would understand but one thing is for sure, Kia will throw a fit when she finds out.

Deep in thoughts, she didn't notice footsteps coming from the dining area.

When she turned around, she saw the man chomping on her food. She was walking towards the dining table then sat across him.

"Look at you, you can perfectly feed yourself but last night you acted like a spoiled child, letting me feed you."

When he heard what I've said, the man immediately looked up. His gray hair messy from waking up, his huge eyes staring at me, his cheeks bulging while munching his food.

He looked shock and it's just so adorable.

Hurriedly gulping down his food, almost choking up.

"Slow down, why are you eating so fast? I already caught you, tsk."

The adorable man just gave me a smile with his puffy cheeks. I reached out and wipe the corner of his mouth, tsk! what a messy eater.

You have eaten my food, slept on my bed but I haven't know your name. Do you perhaps have a name?" I asked.

I saw him paused eating, he knitted his brows as if thinking then he shook his head and continued eating.

" Do you mind if I gave you one?"

He stared at me, still chomping down his food. I wonder what name suited him most.

I looked at him, " How about Lance?" I glanced at him looking at his face. " It's my father's second name, Oliver Lance Staley." I smiled remembering my kind and loving father.

My parents wished to have a son but weren't blessed to have one.

"Do you like it?" I asked, looking for his approval.

I saw him nodded his head vigorously, then he gave me his most beautiful smile, different from the smiles he had given me. It's filled with sincerity and warmth. I saw his eyes glimmered with happiness.

Then it's official, the bratty man has a name.

I look at him while he continued chomping on his food happily.

Lance it is then.