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next to me and I peeked over. Adrian was turned toward me, his brow furrowed in thought.
    “Did you really mean all that stuff?”
    I shrugged, suddenly feeling bad for being so honest. “Yeah,” I said softly. “Sorry.”
    “Right,” he replied, turning to glance at the ceiling of our sheet-fort. “That was definitely not what I was expecting.”
    My heart thudded in my chest and without thinking I reached over and placed my hand on his outstretched arm and squeezed lightly. I tried to not examine how good the muscles that bunched beneath my fingers felt.
    “Is that why you didn’t ask me to pose for your paintings?”
    I shook my head adamantly. “No. I was going to ask you, but I’ve been preoccupied.”
    He glanced at me like he didn’t believe me, so I changed the subject.
    “You can have a go at me if it’d make you feel better,” I said, running my thumb along his bicep.
    He turned toward me, his dark eyes meeting mine.
    “I would if I could, but I’m having a hard time coming up with any faults you may have.”
    I blinked at him, soaking in his comment and my heart flipped excitedly in my chest until he opened his mouth once more.
    “It’s just because I don’t know you. Give it time. I’m sure there is something you do that is god-awful and when I find out what it is, you’ll be the first to know.”
    I couldn’t help it. I pinched him.

 
    Chapter Four
     
    The rumble of Adrian’s stomach woke me up. I peeled my eyelids back and peered at his blurred figure as he pushed himself up and out of the tent. I heard the cupboards in my kitchen open and close before he reappeared a few minutes later.
    “You have absolutely nothing to eat in this house,” he said. “Is that why you’re so skinny and small?”
    I stretched my legs out. “No, I just haven’t made it to the store lately.”
    “Well, get up. I at least have something to eat at my place.”
    “I’m not hungry,” I replied, not wanting to move despite being extremely uncomfortable.
    “I have cake.”
    I grunted as I pushed myself upright. A woman could eat cake anytime, two in the morning included.
    I followed him over to his place and as he went to the kitchen to get food, I decided to make myself at home.
    “Are you sheets clean?” I called out as I walked up his stairs.
    “Yeah,” he shouted.
    T he walls going up to the second floor were covered with pictures of him and his family. Somehow it didn’t surprise me to see such obvious affection splattered around his house. The more I got to know Adrian, the more I learned he was capable of deep feelings.
    I heard Adrian’s footsteps behind me as I entered his room without asking. I knew right where it was because this house was the same design as mine only flipped. Inside, the room was decorated in ric h colors. The bed was made of dark mahogany with a dark green comforter spread neatly across it. A light colored chair sat by the window with a quilt thrown over it and in the corner was an antique dresser. Overall, the eclectic furniture gave the room a homey feel.
    “Wow, this was not what I was expecting,” I said, as I turned to glance at Adrian.
    “Why’s that?”
    “Well, to start there’s no whips and chains and the bed isn’t adorned with red velvet sheets.”
    “Please, I’m not some tacky twenty dollar hotel. I do have class and my parents actually gave me the furniture. I just haven’t had a chance to go out and buy anything of my own.”
    “How nice,” I replied, as I lowered myself onto his bed and expelled a large sigh.
    “Wow, your bed is really comfortable,” I added as I sprawled out. “What kind of sheets are these anyway?” I slid my bare legs against the silky smooth fabric as I rested my head on his pillow. Adrian propped a slice of cake on the bed stand and slid in next to me.
    “The most expensive,” he replied.
    “They sure do feel nice. I’m kind of jealous. I buy my sheets at Target. They’re the cheap kind.”
    “Well, you can