Who are you Reece Cullen?This is the one question that has been bugging me, for the whole day, that I have spent around him and Ava.I've never spent so much time around this man yet today, there's been a change of things, in which I was introduced to. I've been introduced to a Reece Cullen who showed a caring side, the softer side in the presence of Ava, a Reece Cullen who smiled.It was a real smile and not a smirk or grin. I have witnessed a Reece Cullen, who actually laughed, and even stuffed his face with spicy noodles. He even helped me tidy up at my apartment, both of us taking turns to entertain Ava, while the other volunteered to a different task.The most that has strike me to continuously ask this question, is the sight of Reece handling Ava. My mind couldn't help but place an image of Reece, as a dad. As I sit here on the bench, watching him push on the swing chair, that Ava is sitting in, I keep

I had asked him about what we are doing, and he had answered with words along the line of us, just feeling.  I had done nothing else but feel at that moment, where I was in his arms.In all honesty, I can't deny that something within me fluttered, I didn't admit it but I think my response to him, proved everything to him. What has taken me aback, is that throughout the days passed, since I last saw him, I haven't felt any regret.I am still trying to figure out my own feelings, and what it is, that always pushes me to cross his path. It's like something pushes for us to meet somehow and I don't want to say it out loud, that soon, I might get used to it, which is not good.Especially now, since I still need to figure things out, to maybe put a name to whatever it is, that is happening between us. One thing I thought I'd end up doing, in these passed 5 days, is overthinking and going crazy, trying to make sense of my thoug

" I think I'm sold on those spicy noodles." Reece comments, as he returns from the kitchen." I kinda suspected that you'd be a goner, when you even wanted seconds." " I'm usually not big on spicy food but there's something about them." He says, joining me on the couch and covering both of us with a blanket." Maybe I'm more convincing." " Maybe that's it." He says, smirking at me.I try to suppress a smile but a shy one comes out." Did you ever think of showing up at my place, in the past couple of days?" " Many times, but I had to hold myself back." " And that's when you decided to become a stalker." " Again, I was simply keeping an eye on you, I wanted to make sure that you were safe." " Are you trying to divert me from calling what you did creepy?" " No, I just think that taking extra precautions in making sure that you are safe, wont ever hurt anyone." 

I haven't found the words to speak, after overhearing my parents conversation, concerning Reece. My dad believes that now that he is involved, he will be able to protect and keep me away from Reece. He believes that he can serve as that wall, that will draw Reece back.The words seem to fall short, in how I can convince them to see that I don't share, the same mindset as them. I don't wish to be far away from Reece anymore, but I want to be near him.I want to explore more of what is happening between us, because I can't avoid him. He is Reece, that I want to get to know." Skylar, you've been really quiet, since you came out of your room." Dad points out." Don't you like the food?" Mom asks." The food is nice mom, I'm just not really hungry." " You have to eat Skylar, I'm pretty sure that you didn't eat this morning." " I did, actually." " Will you finally tell us, where you were last night?" Mom asks, maki

TWO MONTHS LATER.....Reece Cullen is certainly not only a man, that I have come to know, little by little, during these past two months, but he is the man I have deep feelings for.It may seem way too fast, according to some people, but in my opinion, I don't think it is. He has found a way, to make me think about him, more than I have, in the last two years, he makes me smile and I like being around him.There is just something about that man, that makes it so good, be around him. He's been good to me, though I must say, that I've noticed, that in some parts of our conversations, he's witheld or rather, been reserved. I think he's found himself to being careful at times, about things that he thinks may offend me, but I want him to be completely free.I desire for both of us, to be entirely truthful about how we feel, even if, the other may get hurt. At the end of the day, it is still the