Chapter 2. Shades of Crazy Feelings

Isabella’s POV

“Thanks for the Advil.” I finally said as I walked down the stairs and lured him working on his computer.

“You are welcome, Isa,” he said with a smile and went on to work.

“You are working on a Saturday morning?” I asked trying to make conversation.

“Yes, there are some documents I have to make sure are available before Monday,” he said.

“Wow, I could even dare” I muttered but he heard anyway.

“I know, right you still want to have the life of a teenage girl in an adult body,” he said and I felt pissed but decided to let it go.

“I will go get some more sleep now. You know where everything is at, right?” I asked to make sure.

“Yes I do, and thanks for hosting me,” he said, and I smiled before going back to sleep thinking of that great smile.

If I had said I did not want him around, then sure as hell, I wanted my cousin around now.

“What’s that beautiful smell I perceive?” I asked, finally refreshed and not looking like a zombie.

“Oh, you’re finally up. I made lunch,” Tommy said, leaving my mouth open because the kitchen area was the least attended portion of my house. I could hardly do some cooking or trying to reheat anything.

Yes, there were times I would nasty the place, but then I would clean up the trash from fast food cartoons, and that was it.

“You cooked?” I asked, eyes wide as saucers.

“I hope it is not a problem that I took the leverage to make use of your stuff.” He asked.

Problem?

Damn, there was no problem with the way he stood there shirtless, just flexing his muscles.

“Get a grip of yourself, you whore. He is your cousin.” I had a mental scold to myself.

“No, there was no problem. I was just wondering because this is my last attended area of the house,” I said with a smile.

“Then that explains the cobwebs!” he said and we both laughed.

“Touché,” I said and sent my hand into the bowl of meat that he had just turned off from the cooker.

I was a meat lover.

“Hmm, this is so good, Tommy!” I hummed, and he just smiled. Aw! that breathtaking smile melts my heart into thousands of pieces.

“Just have a sit at the table, and then I will serve you,” he said, and I happily jumped on the table as I awaited his masterpiece.

A few minutes later, my plate was before me, and I saw the best-looking steak I had ever seen. Oh, well, I might be exaggerating but I am no chef to differentiate between what’s good and not I mean it’s my house but I don’t know where the seasonings were conserved

I just have those for decorations and funny enough, I change them every after three months when I think that might be a tale or something.

“Where did you learn to cook?” I asked, then retracted my question.

“Oh, I know, from my auntie, your mother, she is the best cook, but please don’t tell my mama, she would whoop my ass so bad,” I said, and we both laughed to my silly jokes before I turned serious.

“So how long would you be here?” I asked.

“Geez, Bella, you already want me out of your space that fast?” he asked he didn’t understand my question if I may say so.

“Come on, Tommy we are family. I was just asking how long your contract was going to last for, you know, maybe it’s a month, two months, or maybe a year. Who knows?”

I said, and he nodded.

“Oh, now I get it. Sorry, I thought otherwise.” He asked forgiveness.

“You are pardoned, so no bother, honey.” I said and felt weird using such an endearment already, what the heck was wrong with me?

“Well, it would depend on after I show them my proposal, I might be here for over six months, but during which I would be looking for my place to be so I don’t inconvenience you,” he said, and I smiled.

“You aren’t inconveniencing me, if anything I already enjoy your company you like when we were kids, and you would tease me heavily about my skirt or how ugly my braids were, you were super evil you know Tommy Anderson?” I said, and he just laughed.

“You, deserved it sometimes, you were super naughty that’s why,” Tommy said, and touched my cheeks.

I felt a certain way, the touch had me wanting his hands all over my body, and, most especially my lady parts too.

Slut!

My subconscious reminded me and I had to calm down on the thoughts they were gruesome I guess.

“I will clean these up and maybe you could read since you still look tired, and dreamy,” Tommy said, bringing me out of my reverie. How dumb of me, I shouldn’t have done that eh. I had just gone all MIA while seated before him and maybe a drool left my mouth shut. I mentally face-palmed myself

“We can watch a movie or go sightseeing since you’ve never been here, I could show you beautiful places “ I offered.

“At least as a way of saying thank you for taking the cobwebs out of my kitchen after what seems to be ages of not visiting that area of the house,” I continued.

“Well, that’s okay. Let me get done with this page, and I will get ready, and we shall leave for the sightseeing. Is that okay, by you?” He asked and I rushed to go get ready myself.

Finally, out of his side, maybe I should reconsider asking my mother if this fella was indeed my cousin because I felt things one shouldn’t feel for their relatives. It was taboo, and it didn’t sit right with me, but he was a fine specimen of course.

“I am all done,” I said and he came out with his knickers and a white tee shirt I just was amazed at how his music was toned. We hadn’t seen each other in a long time, probably in years, and it shaken me. I would swear my panties were wet and I didn’t care about taboo or whatever anymore.

“Shall we?” he asked and opened the door for me.

“Oh, such a gentleman he was and I could not help but feel like I needed to be in his arms right away funny enough, I was not the only one thinking about it because Tommy was giving me shades of crazy feelings.