63 OMELETTES

Lily raced down the stairs in her spaghetti top and bum shorts. She stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath before opening it. “Hey there,” she said unexcitedly as she moved out of the way so he could enter. “You should have told me you were coming, what if I wasn't around?” He shrugged as he strutted in, looking around her house. “Then I'd have waited till you came back,” he told her making her smile but she replaced it with a scowl before facing him. “Yeah, right. You really would have.” She walked into the living room with him following behind her, his eyes following her every movement. Since he met her at the movie theatre, she occupied his mind but he had gotten busy dealing with issues related to his gang so calling her skipped his mind entirely. What is it about her that I can't get out of my head? She was a beauty no doubt but he'd come across far more beautiful ladies and yet, they never caught his attention as she did. “Hello?” She snapped her fing