Cecilia Scarlette’s Point of View
My body jolted upward, and I was welcomed with the view of my new bedroom. My eyes did a quick scan at the place, checking if I am dreaming or if this is the mere reality.
“I am supposed to be in Kinsey’s car.” I breathed out. My hand quickly runs from my head all the way to my top. I am still in my clothes when we went to the mall. He is supposed to wake me up as soon as we arrive. That’s what he said, at least.
“Did he carry me all the way here?” I asked myself, trying to rummage through my head if I had once known a bit of the aftermath, but I ended up being unfortunate and without a clue. I could only imagine what it must’ve gone or how it must’ve felt.
My cheeks burnt. I ought to feel nothing about it, but here I am gushing over it like some wild girl. Am I even myself anymore? My heart began to thump abnormally at the thought of Kinsey, which is definitely strange. Should I consult the doctor again?
My hand clutching my blouse a little tighter than before, “I should ask for some painkillers if this will go on.” I muttered before letting a loud sigh. What is wrong with me?
Once I’ve gotten to relax, I fished for my phone. “What time is it even?” I asked myself. Opening the screen of my phone is my biggest regret. It’s as if I just looked at the sun as it tried to blind me. My eyes immediately squinted as I turned my head away.
It read 6 in the morning once I’ve checked again. And as soon as I did, events of what had happened yesterday flooded my memory in a snap. Right, the photoshoot. I am not sure when will that be held. I really need to sort out the misunderstanding last night.
Ahhh. Just thinking about it makes me want to stab myself multiple times. I swear Kinsey might’ve wanted to wring my neck that time. If only he wasn’t so understanding.
“Wait a minute? It’s already morning?” I must be out of my mind! There’s so much to do and yet, I’ve chosen sleep and am now still stuck in my bed as I ramble things in this head of mine.
I was quick to sprint out and refresh myself. I took the fastest way I could to shower, get dressed, and be as presentable as I could. There were still no replies from the emails that I’ve sent yesterday, but it’s only to be expected. If I didn’t know better, my grandfather might’ve influenced them not to take me until I’d learned my lesson.
I’m not sure if I’m trekking over the right track, but the fact that gig from Sasha and Carla came by might be a sign to keep going. “Ha. I might be really losing my mind. When did I depend on my life decisions based on signs and fate?” I shook my head as I descended the stairs.
As soon as I stepped into the living room, it was not hard to notice Kinsey on his apron. The television that we bought was already set up, so I could just assume that the fridge had the same fate. I do not expect anything less from Kinsey. But at the same time, I felt useless. I did tell him that I was going to help, but there I was sleeping pretty without a care in the world- useless.
I was about to call on him as I try to navigate my way through some of the emptied boxes when the blonde bloke suddenly started waving his hips sideways. My brows furrowed in confusion as to what is it he is trying to do. Is he dodging the oil splash?
As I walk closer, the scene became more visible in my eyes, and it’s something I was not expecting, nor I do not think I will get tired waking up to.
He was so lost in cooking some bacon that he didn’t appear to notice me yet. With the sun rays drizzled all over his skin and the kitchen, it lit up the place showcasing it to feel more alive and livelier. The sound of the crisp from frying the bacon also gives character to the way Kinsey danced around while humming, spatula at hand as he continues to groove to the non-existent background music playing on his hand. I was not sure whether I should be amused or cringe as he proudly wears his apron proclaiming he will happily receive kisses.
Just watching him makes me feel embarrassed for him, but his energy was to my delight, surprisingly. It makes me feel at peace and at home. This is the home I want to wake up to and go home to. I shrugged as I leaned against one of the chairs, watching him flip the strip of meat to the other side.
Home. It might be too early to finalize this place to be my ideal home, but I am hopeful.
“Good morning, Kinsey.” A smile spread across my lips.
“And good morning to you to- Oh! Ahhh… You’re already awake. How long had you been there, Cecilia?” Kinsey turned around in surprise that he almost dropped his spatula and caused an oily mess on the counter.
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Long enough to see some of your hidden dance moves.” I teased a little. Was that a blush I am seeing from him? His ears are literally ringing in the color red. He was caught red-handed. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep it as our secret if you want.” I carried on.
“I- That would be much appreciated. “ He muttered shyly as he scratched the back of his head, lowering it as he does so. “Anyway, you could wait for me by the table. This is almost finished, and we are to eat soon.” He swiftly changed the topic, and I could not help but smile and agree upon it.
I walked over to the table, having Kinsey’s little dance party on his own replay once more into my mind as I wait. The table was already set as well, so I just sat like what I always do at the mansion, but this time as I watch Kinsey finish up.
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“isn’t it nice to have breakfast like this?” Kinsey gave me his million-dollar smile that makes girls’ heartaches in utmost delight. I followed his gaze from outside.
“Indeed. What a nice view we have, but also because I am living with an amazing cook. Everything looks so delicious. “I praised him, not only because he is taking effort but because it is mostly true too. Although, I do not expect him to cook for me every time. I ought to learn on my own, and also to be able to cook for him too.”
“I am glad you like it. Let’s eat.” Kinsey grins while pulling a chair for himself before he sits down.
I nod. “Let’s eat.”
“By the way, Sasha called in and told me that the shoot will be held an hour from now, so you need to be ready after breakfast.” He informed me, which I nodded unto as I piece out my portions of bacon. I am not sure if I can cut myself out as a model. Sure, I’ve been into photoshoots, but it’s for interview’s sake, not to advertise clothes and whatnot. To my understanding, it’s different in a way.
“Anyway, I believe you’ve told me that you’d wake me up as soon as we arrive? What happened to that? You even fixed everything on your own.” I said before taking another bite of my food.
“But I did, I tried waking you up, but you just won’t wake up.” Kinsey chuckles as if remembering what happened last night. My brow arches upward at the sight of him.
“Really?”
“You kept mumbling that you’d wake up after a minute, but every after minute you just won’t sit up yourself.” He elaborated even further. “I didn’t think of it that much, so I just carried you all the way to your room.”
“Y-you carried me all the way to my room?” I repeated. That’s the only explanation unless I sleepwalk, but I still could not help but be surprised. It’s already given, but I could not wrap my head around it yet. What if my mouth was open the whole time or saliva dripped on my chin? What’s worst is what if I was snoring?! Do I even snore? How embarrassing.
“Yes? I could not actually leave you there. You’ll end up cold and sore.” Kinsey shrugged as he happily eats his breakfast. “It wasn’t a bother too. It was nice to see you making friends other than me and Alexander.” He added.
This time, I faced him fully with a playful glare. “I have friends.” I replied.
Kinsey simply smiles at me before stabbing his strip of bacon with a fork. “Yes you do, princess.” He commented before eating that piece of meat.
I shook his sarcastic remark before I turned to face my now empty plate. Making friends. I never thought of it that way, and I doubt they think of me as a friend. This is only but a business matter, a win-win situation if I say so myself. We are doing them a favor while I get to venture about new things. And it’s all thanks to Kinsey again. My debt to him is topping one after the other. I want to make sure his help and time investment will be worth it. I must do my best like always.
“Are you nervous about the whole thing?”
“As if. I am aiming to do my best like any other.” I smile as I finish my breakfast with a sip of my herbal tea. “Thank you for the breakfast. I’ll dress up so that we could leave as soon as possible.” I said. Ah. I wouldn’t mind having breakfast like this every morning.
“Not so fast, missy.” Kinsey grabbed my wrist just after I stood up. I looked at him in surprise. “Don’t tell me we are having dessert?”
“No… You have to wash the dishes, Cecilia.” And I could only wish he is joking as we match gazes at each other for quite a while.
