Cream and Sugar novel

---- racing heart by sipping some water, but water can't solve everything. "T'd do it anytime." I smile at her. ''So, I was actually wondering ..." Are you straight ? "How old are you?" "Twenty-seven, I'll be turning twenty-eight in August nine." I nodded, my approximation was correct. "How about you?" "T'm twenty-four. My birthday is a month from today. " "Really?" She says, getting up again, "So your birthday is June thirteen?

Uhm, you want a drink?" I nodded to both questions , she disappears again and reemerges with two bottles of beer. When she hands me the beer, I quickly realize that I was still wearing her coat, "Oh, thanks for the coat." I say, taking it off and having a whiff of it in the process. "No problem," Cameron smiles, fixing her hair to one side, "are hungry?" I bobbed my head from side to side, "A little. You?" She mimics my actions and words.

"A little." I didn't know why but she really seemed nice, too nice, if you know what I mean. But, I don't know, are people normally this way? I've been out of the dating and social world since Pam and I got together , since ---- she was always jealous of whoever I was with. Icleared my throat and took a swig off my beer, "Hey, didn't you say you were full? Isn't that why you declined Pete's offer?" Cammie chuckled , a little embarrassed , "I haven't eaten, to be honest.

I was just a little embarrassed that Peter and Tiffany would pay for dinner, since I didn't even buy my ticket for the movie. You know, working at a coffee house isn't that fruitful." "Hey, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's perfectly normal." We were sitting across each other in her living room and I was seriously gripping my bottle too hard. "How about we cook something? I mean, since we're both hungry, how about it?" Cammie groaned, "Really? Cook?

I was thinking more of just take-out." "Oh," I say, a little disappointed, "alright." "T'm just kidding, Gail." She says with a smile, then stands up, "Now come on with me to the kitchen." We raid Cameron's shelves of what to cook. We came up with boxes of uncooked pasta, a box of cheese, some eggs, white sauce , tomatoes , salami, a can of dough, thick beef, cornflakes and milk, and a lot of jarred spices.

I sighed, "How about we just eat your cornflakes?" ---- It was her turn to look at me, "After taking out all my food you just want to eat cereal?" "Alright, now it's me who's kidding." I say, smiling. " How about we just make some pasta? Half of what you've got points to it anyway." The blonde nods in agreement, "All right, carbonara it is. And... Maybe a steak we can split?" I reply with an excellent and we went on working. "So, what do you do fora living?" "T'm a web- designer.

The pay is fine, and I only need to go to the office twice a week since I do most of the work at home." "Wow, that's pretty cool. Have you done works I might know of?" I thought hard of the long list of websites I've designed that she might know of. "Do you know the local shipping service here?" I ask, taking a special amount of grounded pepper and slathering it on the steak. "F.C.R?" she asks, her back against me. "Yeah, yeah, that's the one.

I've designed their website for them." Wow, she said again. I've never met anyone who liked my job. Most people would just hear the word ''artist' and paint me as poor and unfulfilled in life. When in fact, I was very happy in what I do, and the pay isn't too big, but it was ---- enough. Without me knowing , Cameron turned on her stereo and put on some music. "Do you like Ellie Goulding?" I answered sure and put on some finishing touches to the steak.

"I like her songs, it's easy to dance to." "Yeah?" I ask, imagining her dancing to one of Goulding's song. "So, what kind of name is Hughston? "