Touch of Eden

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my mum sitting day and keeps looking at me strangely. We get in our cars. Of course Lorraine insists on coming in mine. She's got great taste in cars obviously. Everything is loaded up, including horse puzzle tray, and we set off.
    I show them around my cute man stable which they can't help but love. I also take them over to the house and show them around Father's grander abode. Then I get started on the dinner while Lorraine sits at the table with her puzzle.
    “ What the fuck are you up to?” Eden finally asks me suspiciously.
    “ Can you be more specific?”
    “ Why have you been hanging out with my mum all day? Doing puzzles, taking her for BK and shopping, and now this, cooking us my favourite dinner... I don't get it, what do you want?”
    “ I had a very nice day with Lorraine. I'll ignore that last comment.”
    “ Oh come on, I imagine you had better things to do with your day off than mum sit. There must be at least a hundred women to fuck somewhere or other?” Oh dear, now she's getting ratty with me.
    “ I had nothing planned for my day off, as it goes. And if you really want to know why I spent all day with your mum, here's the reason. I started to help her with her cat puzzle and she finished it. I felt bad because she looked upset when it was done and it was mainly my fault rushing her through it. So I took her out to get another one. And I fed her lunch because I was hungry too. The dinner was supposed to be a nice gesture. Well, it started off nice. But you've spoilt it now.”
    “ Oh Josh, I'm so sorry. Me and my big mouth. I appreciate it. Really I do, and I'm sure Mum loved it. It's just that you're different somehow. All lovely and sweet. I'm not used to it, you're normally not so... Maybe I'll shut the fuck up now.”
    “ Good idea. Pour us some wine and come and help me, eh?”
    We finally get to eat my special lasagne recipe at seven. I can see Eden is impressed by my cooking at least. I subtly keep her nicely topped up with wine so she can't drive home and escape me tonight. Lorraine can sleep in the spare room. I've got it all worked out in my mind.
    We sit in the living room with a strange teenage vampire movie on TV that Lorraine insists on watching while Eden and I chat and drink another bottle of wine. I'm not really into boys toys like some men are. Nate is positively fanatical over his audio visual stuff, he spends a fucking fortune updating it all the time. A waste of money in my opinion. I have a decent sized TV and reasonable speaker system I suppose. Good enough for me anyway. At ten the film ends and I suggest it's getting late for Mum to be up. I point Lorraine at the bathroom and show her the spare room. I give her a large old t shirt of mine to wear in bed. She happily disappears off to the spare bedroom with her puzzle and a book.
    Then I sit alone with Eden for a while. It's time for a proper heart to heart. I'm suddenly nervous, despite the alcohol, and can't look her in the eye. She is immune to me. I can't smile at her and dazzle her with my good looks. She knows everything about me. Somehow I need to make her see me differently. I'm encouraged by the fact that she wanted to get me in her bed last night. For whatever reason, she wanted to be close to me.
    “Tell me something, why do you like me?” I ask her. I'm casting my line but not at all confident I'm going to hook her.
    “ You're my best friend, what d'you mean 'why do I like you'?”
    “ I just wondered what you see in me, that's all? ”
    “ I like lots of different things about you. Why?”
    I decide to tell her, carefully... I don't want to scare her off.
    “ Well, you know how I feel about you, don't you?”
    “ What the fuck are you trying to say. Spit it out or I'll thump you.”
    It's not the right time. I can't do it. I wriggle out of it.
    “ I'm trying to say I appreciate you. As a best friend. And I love you. That's all.” I pick her hand up and give it a squeeze. “Now then. Get your gear off

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