You still need to know a lot about me

We got out and he again carried the bag. Although I tried to take it but he said it was heavy for me. Rachel hold his hand and lead him.

Rachel: Let's go Mr. Handsome. I will take you to my home.

I scoffed when I heard it. Your 'my home' is mine too princess. She run to the elevator and poor Lucas also got dragged with her. Meanwhile I walked behind them...empty handed. It's been long since I to walk like this, sometimes it is Rachel and sometime some bag in my hand.

But a sudden thought made me stop in my tracks. We are taking the lift...what if I meet someone who knows me? Although the neighbours are not too nosy, they will still ask the obvious. How will I introduce him if someone asked who is he?

Calm down Bella. Why are you panicking? It's your house and you can bring anyone over. Moreover we are not doing anything evil.

A ding sound bring me out of my thoughts. We entered the elevator and I found Rachel talking to him non-stop. Seriously, from where did this little girl got so much to talk about.

We soon reached our house and I opened the door. The familiar fragrance greeted me. Someone said it right...the best place in the whole world is home.

Lucas's pov

Rachel kept telling me about her encounter with a dog when she visited the park few days ago. She is just a chatterbox. But her talk is sweet, it is not a bit annoying. Soon we reached their house and Bella opened the door.

Bella: Welcome to our sweet home. It is a bit small for your status though.

Lucas: I'm not obstinate about status and all.

Bella: Well aren't big bosses like you have a prejudice about standards.

Lucas: Then I guess you still need to know a lot about me.

I entered the house and roam my curious eyes all over. It is kinda cosy here. There is a bookshelf below the TV, a sofa in the middle of the room and a centre table.

There is also a balcony connected to the living room and it is separated by glass door. I can see a part of city clearly from here. There are also many paintings on the wall.

Lucas: You made them?

Bella: Yeah...I made them few years back.

Rachel: They are beautiful, right?

Lucas: Yes they are beautiful.

Bella: Thank you. Rachel you know what we do after coming back home, right?

Rachel: I know mumma. We need to wash our hands after coming back.

Bella: Very good...now go and wash your hands properly, okay.

Rachel: Let's go Mr. Handsome...we have to wash our hands or we won't have dinner.

She still holded my hand and we go to wash our hands. When in Rome do as the Romans do.When we came back Bella had already changed into a more comfortable outfit and was tying her hair.