'do you want me to cook for you?' she asks him, they entered her home. 'okay' he briefly says. He walks to the couch and sinks his down. She chose to cook an easy one so it will cook fast. She knows that he's tired. . . . .'come over here, dinner is ready' she calls him. He stands up and walks to her. They eat together. . . . She washed the dishes, but her eyes are on the man sitting on the couch, his head rested at the back of the couch. When she is done, she goes to him. He is sleeping. She looks closely into his face, she traces his nose with her finger, he is indeed so handsome, no girl wont die to have him, but she is the lucky one that he chose to be his girlfriend. She smiles with the idea, 'yes! Am so lucky to have you, i love you' she whispers. 'really?' . . 'ahh' she jumps back. He laughs and grabs her. He pulls her down the couch, he lays her down, him over her. He traces her face with the back of his hand, 'you're so beautiful', she sees him leaning down on her, she shuts her eyes close.