I showed up at Cohen's house at 4pm sharp as usual, but the door opened before I could press on the doorbell.

Cohen stood by the door with his eyebrows knitted together, "Are we good?"

He sounded as if I could only get into his house if I said we're totally good. So I crossed my arms and asked, "If I say no, does that mean I can go home now?"

He seemed to get what I meant, he took a step back and let me enter the house, then he shut the door after I came in.

"Where's Amy?" My eyes searched around but couldn't even find a shadow of hers.

"In her room, sleeping." Cohen pointed upstairs, "She said she's tired, and fell asleep in the car."

Cohen sat down on the sofa and so did I.

Sweet lord how I missed the sofa so much even though the last time I sat on it was only last night.

I'm so glad I'm back to your arms now, sofa...

When I was enjoying my reunion with the sofa, Cohen started talking again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you."

Why was he apologizing again? I thought he did that at school? Was he seriously thinking that I'd still upset about what happened in the lab?

"But you did." I sounded emotionless trying to see what's he was thinking.

Cohen was scratching the back of his neck, "So you're still pissed."

God, he really thought that I was still mad for what happened earlier.

I cleared my throat, looked at him with the most serious face that I managed to make, and spoke with the calmest voice of mine, "Cohen, how well do you know me?"

He sat up straight and pondered awhile before answering me. "What if I say very well?"

I doubted that. Very much.

However, to my thorough surprise, he thought he knew me very well.

Apart from the fact that we never spoken at school, for more than two years, we've seen each other almost everyday, including weekends and holidays, so I'd say that I knew him well enough if anyone asked me, but for him to say that he knew me well too, that's unexpected.

"Then you should know I wasn't mad at you anymore."

"Really?" He raised an eyebrow, carefully observing my reactions, apparently not buying my words.

I slightly rolled my eyes at him, "Really. I stopped being pissed at you even before the Chemistry period was over."

That's true. I was only mad at him for about five minutes. I mean, how could anyone be mad at that beautiful face for longer than five minutes?

His eyes brightened a lot more after hearing what I said, even let out the sigh of relieve, "God, do you know how much I love you on that?"

"On what exactly?" I said as I got out of the sofa, headed to the kitchen and took two sodas from the fridge.

I passed Cohen one when I was back to the sofa's embrace while he said, "Can't able to be mad at anyone for a long time."

"I am starting to think that is actually a bad thing." I turned on the TV, trying to search for some movies to watch.

I thought that's actually one of my weaknesses, people who knew me would hold that as their advantages to make me mad, because I've never been mad at anyone for more than 12 hours.

Life was short, we only had 24 hours a day, you shouldn't be mad at everything when you could choose to be happy.

"Not bad at all." He grabbed the remote control from me because I stopped flipping the channels when I saw Animal Planet was broadcasting some documentary about wolves.

I loved wolves.

"Hey! I want to watch that!" I tried to grab that remote control back from him but failed.

"But I'm not interested in wolves. Now this is what I interested." He hid the remote control away after he changed to the movie channel which 'Kingsman: The Secret Service' was showing.

Since it was a movie I liked, I stopped trying to get the remote back from him and tried to concentrate on the movie.

This was one of my favorite action movies ever, every time I re-watched it, I still felt excited, and I even watched it in the movie theater for two times, it was definitely a good movie for you to buy tickets into the theater to enjoy it, twice.

However, given the fact that Cohen was currently watching a movie with me, at his house, I was curious about why he didn't invite any friends over today, or why he didn't go over to other people's home, more of that, I was definitely curious about what they did every time when they hang out.

I understood how curiosity killed the cat, but my curiosity was killing me right now, so I asked him after gathered enough courage inside me. "What do you do when you guys hang out?"

"Let's see," he crossed his arms over his chest while his eyes were still fixed on the movie, "hang out will eventually became make out, make out will eventually lead to sex, and then..."

I regretted at the second he talked about sex, and I felt my heart stung at that word, even though I heard amusement between his words.

"Okay, forget I asked that question," I threw a sofa pillow at him, but he caught it and hugged it in front of his chest, "let me know when you have STD, or HIV."

He shrugged and jokingly said, "Don't worry about that, I use condoms."

"Okay," I shot him a hard glare, it wasn't hard since my heart was still stinging a little bit, "I don't need to know about such details."

"You brought it up." He smirked.

Yes, I did bring it up, so all I could do was rolled my eyes at him.

We carried on watching the movie on his really big screen TV. I started to enjoy the moment between the two of us more than the movie and the sofa.

It's like we were hanging out at his house like he did with the other girls instead of me being here just to babysit Amelia, only that it would not become a make out session, nor it would lead to any sexual activities to happen.

Did I just imagine myself having any kind of sexual activities with him?

I sort of did, didn't I?

What is wrong with me?

Suddenly, Cohen spoke and broke the silence, which put a halt to my train of thoughts that went too far. "Is your mom's shift over yet?"

Shaking my head, I said, "Not until tomorrow morning."

"Then why don't you stay here for dinner?" His eyes met with mine and I felt like I was melting. With those pair of beautiful eyes and the sexy, husky voice, I thought it wasn't big of a surprise if I did melt.

If Cohen and I were hanging out right now, I'd think it's so sweet of him to ask me to stay for dinner, maybe he'd cook us something and made the night special, but since we weren't hanging out, at all, I knew it wasn't just a simple dinner invitation.

It occurred to me that their father was out of town for his business meeting and won't be able to come home until midnight.

I narrowed my eyes and gave him a punch in his arm, "You just want someone to cook for you since your dad is still out of town, isn't it?"

He pulled me to him and kissed on the top of my head. "That's the other thing I love about you."

I didn't want to lie, my body stiffen and I panicked when he did that, he has never done that to me before, so for a moment, I couldn't find my sense. "What exactly?"

He didn't let go of me after kissing me, err I'm sorry, my head, and this was the first time I leaned so close to him. My stomach has thousands of butterflies inside and my heartbeat wasn't stable anymore.

With this close distance between us, I could see his piercing eyes, I could feel his steady breath, I could kiss his tasty lips.

No, you couldn't!

Oh my god, what did I almost do?

You almost kissed him!

"You can literally read my mind." He finally said.

"That's definitely a bad thing. I don't want to read your dirty mind." I said pushing him away.

He crossed his arms, "If you don't read my mind, how do you know it's dirty?"

I rolled my eyes once againwhich made my eyes hurt. I didn't know I can hurt my eyes for rolling too much,and Cohen Kane was responsible for that.     

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Sorry it's a bit short, but I'm having midterms and my exams are until Friday, but I'll update another chapter tomorrow.

Thank you for reading! XD

Chelssy