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"Yes I did. " Cole answered.

"What the fuck? I thought you left? " Parisa asked.

"I just closed the door. I didn't leave. "

"Now you're getting all the words inside of my head. " She mumbled. 

"Why? " She asked again coughing a little. 

"Cause I know, you want me here. To join you in the shower. That's what your mind wants. " Cole replied, smugly.

"Now what are you? A mind reader? " Parisa asked.

"So, you're accepting the fact that you actually wanted me to join you? " Coke asked pulling his shirt off his head.

"I- Never mind. " Parisa said finishing her shower.

She quickly wrapped a towel and left the bathroom. She dried herself and slipped into her dress only to find Cole admiring her when he turn around. 

"Oh my- You scared me! " She gasped. 

"You make me feel like a statue. I'm stuck staring right at you. " He answered sweetly. 

"Umm, what am I supposed to answer after that? " She asked but she didn't know she already answered him by blushing. 

"You already did that. " Cole said coming closer.

"Okay? Now why are coming closer? " She asked. 

"You don't have a bad breath anymore. " Cole smiled as he bend down a little and then kissed her, wrapping a hand around her tiny waist. Another hand went up to her face, caressing her cheeks. 

"Cole- " 

"Shh...." 

He lifted her and placed her in bed as he hovered over her. 

"Cole, I don't think I'm ready- "

"But still a part of you want me right now. " 

"How did you know that? "

"I said earlier. I'm just a im- Nevermind. " Cole said as he suddenly stood up. 

"Be quick and come downstairs. We'll have our breakfast in the cafe. " He said again. 

Parisa just nodded, blinking a few times. 

She stood up and fixed her dress and hair. Her hair was still damp. But she didn't care. She never learned to care. But she still looked beautiful, carelessly. 

She headed down and there was standing Cole. Smiling at her. How she craved for a smile like that?

How long did she wait for someone to smile like that for her? 

"You ready? " Cole asked. 

Parisa nodded and they exited the house. Cole took Parisa's hand as he intertwined his with hers. Parisa looked at their hand. 

She admired how her small and cold hand fitted so perfectly in his big, warm welcoming hands. 

They entered the 'Pop's Cafe' and took a seat. Soon a waitress came for their order. She asked Parisa what she would like to take and Parisa looked at her front. 

"What would you like to take? " Parisa asked and Cole just looked at her saying, 
"The one you'll take. " 

Parisa smiled as she looked at the waitress only to see her looking at Parisa weirdly. She looked at Cole and then again Parisa. 

"Two Caramel macchiato please. " Parisa said still trying to maintain a smile. 

"But mam. You can't finish two cups of caramel macchiato. It's big cups. " The waitress answered. 

"What do you mean by 'You' ? " Parisa asked. 

"There's Cole sitting there. He will have another one. " Parisa laughed and the waitress nodded quickly before going. 

"She's crazy. " The waitress mumbled but Parisa clearly heard her.