~ Chapter 64 ~

I slide down the hallway in Scott's boxers and one of his signature shirts. I almost slip on my socks but I make it finally, to the kitchen in time to place the bowl of fruits there.

Scott comes behind me, laughing and clutching his stomach.

"I wasn't really going to eat it"

"You were eyeing it Scott" I narrow my eyes at him. He does this little dance with his hips that make him look so cute I try to hide my smile, but it's so hard.

"You still took a banana"

He flops on the couch and rest his hands on his stomach, shutting his eyes. I'm left standing with a bowl in my hand and a smile on my face. This is one do the times where he does a Scott time. Or so he calls it.

He doesn't reply or talk. Just stay still with his eyes shut. I drop the bowl gently on the counter not to disturb his little meditating. Arranging myself in between his legs, I lie down on him, my he