After I walked out of Tyler’s room, I had to calm myself back down. I was so nervous for this alone time. I walked down into the kitchen and sat at the island, knowing there wasn't much to eat. Tyler came down in his black Bruins hoodie and black shorts. His hair was getting longer and it was messy and brushed to the side. He looked so hot and scruffy. He hadn’t shaved since yesterday, I could tell. And I loved it. He opened up the fridge to see if there was any premade food already in there. After finding nothing, he turned to me, who was on the other side of the island and asked, “what are you in the mood for?” “I don’t really have a preference. You?” “Do you mind making your spaghetti sauce?” he blushed slightly with a little bit of a smile. “No, not at all. What do you want with it?” “Uhm, garlic bread?” “Sure, and salad?” “Ceasar!?” he asked. “That is perfect with me,” I laughed. My recipe for homemade spaghetti sauce was always his favourite, he would ask me to make it at least once a week when we were together. It got me excited to even think that he still remembered what it tasted like and that he wanted it still. Must be the zing in it or something. We took to our stations beside each other. I was busy, making the sauce over the stove and Tyler was next to me working on the homemade garlic bread and salad. Both Tyler and I love homemade garlic bread. While he was breaking apart lettuce, he broke the awkward silence by saying, “you know what I hate?” “What?” I asked, slightly confused. “I hate that in the states none of the restaurants offer ceasar dressing! The closest thing you can get is ranch, which isn’t bad but it’s just not the same.” Is he serious right now? Must be, he was even laughing at himself for being silly. “That’s actually so true!”
“I mean, everyone says the two countries are so different but in reality we kind of aren’t. I mean, look at mac and cheese! Kraft Dinner is way better than the stuff the make here, it’s too goopy!” “I wouldn’t know,” I laughed, flinching slightly, knowing that I was going to get an ear full from Tyler. He stopped what he was doing and shot me a serious look. “You have never had mac and cheese in the states?” “Nope, never.” “Well I guess I know what we are having tomorrow night,” he smirked. “You know though, Tim Hortons is way better than Dunkin Doughnuts,” I winked. His eyes have not left the counter top and focused on mixing the salad. I could see him trying not to smile and crack. I stood there with my hand on the counter and the other on my hip, just staring at him. He looked at me once and died laughing, “see!? You know it’s true!” we were both laughing at how we both knew it was true. “As a proud representative of Dunkin Doughnuts, I cannot make a further statement,” he said trying not to laugh. “Don’t worry Tyler, your secrets safe with me,” I winked. After a couple of minutes of quick chit chat the buzzer went off. I was busy trying to control the burner to turn it off for the sauce that was exploding and splashing everywhere, stirring it with my other hand, and Tyler rushed to tend to the pasta that was done. It is a tight squeeze from the island and the counter top, and I could barely fit in between it myself with my big ass. Tyler had to brush his whole body up behind mine. I felt a jolt go through my body when I felt his crotch brush over my butt while we squeezed closely together to get to finish the meal. It felt so damn nice. I wanted more, but I knew I couldn’t get it.
Once we served ourselves, I went upstairs to change quickly while Tyler set up a movie in the TV room. The theatre wasn’t ready yet and there was only one couch in the TV room, so Tyler and I had to squeeze together on it so we both could fit comfortably. While I was in my room changing, I couldn’t help but blush slightly over the last half an hour with Tyler. We were talking, actually talking and being nice to each other. We were laughing, and working as a team, something I never thought I would do. I never thought that I could have that with him ever again. I like this side of Tyler, not that rude and ignorant douchebag. When I walked downstairs we settled on this random movie on Netflix. The first one was boring and by the time we both finished, we agreed to stop watching it and change movies. Tyler chose some horror movie, and I was petrified. It was so cold in Brad and Jamie’s house, the AC was blaring and we didn’t know how to turn it off. That’s the problem with state of the art technology these days. Tyler tossed me a blanket when he saw that I was curled in a ball shivering. When he tossed me the blanket, I saw that he was frozen too. “Do you wanna share?” I asked quietly. He nodded, placing his arm up on the back of the couch. That was always his invitation to cuddle when we were together and even in Wasaga. I gladly accepted and scooched my way over. I placed my head on his shoulder while we spread out the fairly large blanket over the two of us. At first I could hear his heart beat going rapidly fast, I think it was from the move he had just pulled with me, that’s why mine was beating just as fast anyway. After a couple of minutes it calmed down to a regular pace and we were both relaxed. I could smell him so well where I was sitting. God I love his scent.

I was scared shitless of this movie and during all the scary parts I would hide my face into the crook of his neck or into his arm. He knew I hated them so much and was petrified by them easily, so he would move his arm down and wrap it around my shoulder and rubbed my arm soothingly, just as he always had done. I had to focus on the movie because I don’t want to melt in his arms and do something I shouldn’t. After a while, we both nodded off. I woke up a couple of hours later and we were still cuddling. I just layed back down and fell back asleep. Boy would we ever hear the end of it if we were caught looking like this in the morning.

Notes

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