11. uninvited guest

"Who the hell is Mykel?" I voiced out my thoughts

"I am" a voice said behind me and I had to turn my head to see the person just to see the guy I met at my grandparent's room all dressed in a white shirt and a blue shorts. His hair was still dump from the shower… why am I drooling at him again? Yeah it's might be temptation, I still have a boyfriend the one I still love so much.

"You?" I asked surprised how on earth I don't know him. I know all the family's friends how comes I don't know him. He stepped the last stair case and we were a step away.

"Yep! Who else could that be?" he said popping the 'p' sound which made him look so sexy. He filled the gap and now we were inches apart, I could feel his breath fanning my face and my heart beat so wildly and I bet he could hear it. Control yourself Denise, control yourself I reminded myself but it seems my body was not listening to me at all.

"I…I don't know … anybody called …Mykel as… family's friend" I tried to control myself but failed miserably, I bet my cheeks are as red as tomato. He smirked and I bite my lower lips. what's with him and smirks?

"You can ask Damien, I guess you will be more convinced" he whispered on my ear and I felt like lightening has strike all over my body and my legs felt so weak that in the next second I might fall down. My heart was not giving me space as it pounded like it wanted to jump. Why am I feeling this way? No one has ever made me feel this way, what is he doing to me? "Excuse me, because I have dinner to make." He passed me as I tried to calm my body and not fall and embarrass myself.

I managed to calm myself a little bit when it hit me. He is going to make dinner? In my house? I turned my head and found he was gone and I followed him to the kitchen. I avoided the stares I got from the guys and walked to the kitchen. And there he was taking some ingredients from the freezer. He had tied a grey apron and he looked so hot in it. Stop that we are to scold not to drool I mentally snapped at myself and I breathed in and out before entering inside just a step though I don't want what happened at the living room to happen again. I don't know if I can withstand it again.

"Hey, you can't cook in this kitchen" I blurted out but he didn't seem to listen to me "I said you can't cook …" he cut me off

"I heard you the first time, you don't have to repeat again" he said as he took the onions and began cutting them.

"Then you should leave" I said pissed

"Sure I will but after am done here, you should go and call your brother" he said and folded my hands in a fist.

"I will, but you can't use my kitchen until I confirm that you are someone my family knows" I firmly said

"I can't wait you to call when I know am telling the truth, and beside am hungry" he turned his face at me and I held my breath "so if you excuse, you are distracting me"

"I will cook, you don't have to do. It my house and you, you are just uninvited guest" I said as I walked to get my own apron.