"Uh, hey." Jen said back.
"Um, lets go upstairs Eddie," Ella grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the stairs.
"No!" Jen protested weakly.
"You two need to talk." Ella told her before heading upstairs, tugging Eddie after her, who sent a look to Daniel that Jenifer couldn't read.
When they were gone, she felt herself have a mini panic attack. Daniel was looking at her deeply, and she tried to ignore his gaze by looking at every single object in the room with severe concentration and interest.
"My looks cant kill you." he told her.
'You have no idea,' she thought to herself, wondering how a guy this gorgeous could possibly be in HER house talking to her. She knew that this wasn't a dream because there was no way that her mind could come up with something as crazy as this. Her only solution was to try to face this head on and not make a fool of herself. Besides, she bet he had only come to return her phone.
"I know that." she told him.
Daniel smiled that breathtaking smile that made her knees buckle and forced her to break eye contact once again. He seemed to notice her uneasiness, because out of the corner of her eyes, she watched him pull her phone out of his pocket and lay it on the coffee table.
"Thanks." she said, still not looking his way.
"Yeah, you're welcome."
They stood in awkward silence for a while, each in their own thoughts. Jen wished that he would just go away. Her nipples tightened under her tank top, and since she did not wear a bra, she crossed her arms over her chest praying that he didn't see it. Luckily, he didn't. He was staring at a painting on the wall, obviously in deep thought, she allowed her eyes to skim along his figure.
For one, he was tall and dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt with a black and white plaid shirt over it, unbuttoned, with a pair of dark denim jeans, a brandname sneaker that she didn't know the name of on his feet. His hair was cut perfectly, not too long, not to short, and was curly, but had a certain straightness to it. His hands were manicured and clean, cut short.
She realized now that his brilliant green eyes were suddenly darker, looking intently at her. Jen had no clue how long she was going to be able to stand this. It was bad enough that this guy was in her house, and she was pretty sure that if they knew, half of America's population would probably kill her.
"You gave me my phone. You dont have to stick around." The voice that came from her lips didn't sound like herself. She wasn't sure if she was more afraid that he would leave, or that he wouldn't.
"Listen Jen-" Daniel began.
She shut her eyes and drew in a deep breath. Here it is, she thought, already feeling the disappointment. He's just throw me out like i'm yesterday's garbage. She couldn't believe that for a second she actually thought that he was going to try to let them see where this goes. What was she thinking. The only thing that they had ever shared together was a bed.
"-I know that you may not like me all that much, but, I really do want to get to know you. I know i'm not exactly the most perfect guy because i'm new to this, but if you just like, try to-"
"Are you kidding me?!" She yelled before she could stop herself, a feeling of numbness suddenly taking a grip on her, forcing her to back to the couch which she sat on and rubbed her temples. She looked up and him and couldn't believe what he was telling her. "So wait, you WANT us to be together?"
He grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."
"Oh wow, I wasn't expecting that at all." Jen confessed.
After much battling with his inner self, Daniel sat on the couch next to her. "Let me guess, you thought that I came here to just give you back your phone and say that the night we had was a mistake?"
"Well, yeah."
Daniel knew that he shouldn't be offended, because that's exactly who he was, but he couldn't help it because no one had exactly admitted that he was a jerk to his face except Eddie who only joked about it. The truth really hurt. "I guess I kinda give off that impression, huh?"
