“What about her?” she asked with the quirk of her brow.

“Everything. He seems to have a crush on her,” he shrugged.

“Oh, if it had been another time, she would have jumped him.” Yes, Stephen was just her type, in the industry, famous, well-off and handsome. His body wasn’t bad either.

“Well, good to know. If he holds on, maybe he will get a chance. He was mesmerized when he heard her voice over the phone, I think. And when he saw her? I knew that look. He likes her.”

“Well, how much can he like her just by being abused by her over a call?” Katherine laughed.

“Well, things happen, and he might just be a masochist.” They snickered together.

“Where is your friend Lily, though?” he asked lightly. He had heard a lot about Lily and knew she was a ballbuster. It would be weird to meet her after the misunderstanding, but he would have to get it over with soon.

“She went out with some friends from her professional circle, but I don’t know what she is doing.” She brought over the food on plates and placed it in front of him. He took a whiff of the dishes and smiled.

“They look wonderful,” he commented. She hoped that she had not botched the dishes and that he wouldn’t choke on her food. That was the last thing she needed when she bragged about her cooking. He took the fork up and dug in.

He didn’t look like he was holding back and seemed to actually enjoy the food. He moaned sometimes and chewed with his eyes closed. She wanted to roll her eyes because obviously he was exaggerating.

She too started eating. She had to admit, her cooking was not bad.

“This is the best thing I have ever had.” He had eaten at the best restaurants across the world but nothing tasted this good to him. He had an uncanny feeling that it was because he was eating something his girlfriend had cooked for him.

‘His girlfriend.’ He wanted to grin. Actually, he wanted to go to the nearest rooftop and scream it at the top of his lungs, letting everyone know.

They walked hand in hand back to her room and sat on the best for some time. For a moment, he twirled her hair through his fingers, making her want to purr.

It felt incredible.

“Lily might kill you when she comes back.” She joked as she tried to divert her mind. “She might hold back from your face because she is a fan, but otherwise? Would totally kick your ass.” He pretended to gulp.

“I’ll have to count on you to protect me then!” She thought it would be fun to play along.

“I might,” she said coyly. He was pouting and damn she wanted to bite his sexy lips. “It depends on how you perform on our date.”

“Bribery!” he gasped. “What do I have to do to win your protection?” He grinned.

Katherine giggled and bounced off the bed. She went to the corner of her room and started to sort through the movies she had stored. “If I tell you the answer to that it’ll be cheating.” She clucked her tongue. “What do you want to watch?” She asked, stopping the conversation short.

“Anything that is not mine.”

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t want to embarrass myself by fangirling and screaming in front of you.”

Oh, what he would give to see her do that. If it were anyone else, it would creep him out, but because it was her… he liked it.

“Deadpool. Let’s watch Deadpool,” she said decidedly. She moved out of the room and came back after a couple of minutes with a bunch of things in her hands.

“Guy came in here looking for you. Real Grim Reaper-type. I don’t know. Might further the plot.” His imitation of Deadpool was on point. He even sounded like Ryan Reynolds.

“I didn’t think I would feel hot hearing that line from your mouth.” He smiled slyly.

He was too cute, on top of being too sexy and perfect and wonderful and every other good thing that existed.

“You have a good taste in movies,” he commented as the movie began.

“This is a masterpiece that needs to be exalted. The fans joined hand and created this abomination… but it is a masterpiece. It couldn’t have been better.” She sighed. “Dad?” she said, imitating the main character, but ended up bursting into laughter.

“Well, I don’t mind if you call me dad, but I don’t have a weird crotch.”

“I’ll have to check for myself before I believe you,” Katherine challenged. He almost choked. Yeah, he walked right into that one.

“You got me, little girl.” She turned to him.

“Still calling me that?”

“I like it.”

They quoted the movie, having seen it multiple times. Ah, she is the perfect woman for me, he thought while they were watching and he told her as much. She didn’t take it seriously, though.

“I could be.” But she didn’t know how it was possible. It just felt right. She moved over and pulled the pillows up so that they could rest against them. She patted the bed indicating that she wanted him nearer.

He scooted up and against the headboard as she flipped off the lights and hurried back to him. When she sat back down, he immediately put his arm around her.

The thought flashed through her head: ‘He can’t stop touching me.’ She loved it.

Ryan Reynolds came on the screen and she decided to question him. “You know a lot of these people through awards and projects. How does it feel watching them act?” He shrugged.

“I know them, but it’s a movie. I just watch it like that. I especially love the ones that came out before I joined the industry because that was part of the reason why I joined.” He paused. “But I don’t like watching myself. It’s weird.”