Wishes (working on title)

Ginger smiled. "I don't think you really should do that." she shook her head. "I can make breakfst I just perfer not to." she said.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Like I said I'm not much of a breakfast person." she shook her head.

Matt sighed. "But I like making stuff. I make lunch, dinner, and breakfast. Please let me cook for you." He asked.

She was so beautiful. The way her hair fell over her shoulder. He smiled at her. Then turned to clean up the kitchen. "Um...would you want to go out...with me?" He asked shyly, his face turning a bright red.

Ginger blinked she was stunned. "You mean... like... like dating?" she asked.

"Yeah, like dating." he said, Ginger noticed he wasn't looking at her.

"Sure." she nodded.

Matt smiled and turned to her. "Thank you so much, Ginger." He smiled and pulled her close to him. He kissed her pasionately. "You are so beautiful. I'm so glad that you gave us a chance." He ran his hands through her hair gently.

Ginger smiled a little bit. "Well, why not? I trust you, I care about you, so why not?" she asked.

"Thanks." he said again.

"You DID make me breakfast." she joked.

Ginger smiled a little bit. "Well, why not? I trust you, I care about you, so why not?" she asked.

"Thanks." he said again.

"You DID make me breakfast." she joked.

He laughed. "True." He kissed her agian. "I don't think I want to let go..." He sighed and burried his face in her hair, taking in her glorious scent. "I love you Ginger. I have since the first day I heard you playing that piano." He smiled at her then was covering her perfect lips with his.

Ginger looked around. "Even when I was a lesbian?" she asked.
He rolled his eyes, "yeah, even when you were a lesbian. But since you are no longer a lebian, I love you."
"Let's just take it one baby step at a time." she said. "I like you, alot, alot, alot." she smiled.

Matt smiled. "I have to clean up. want to help, sexy? Or would you prefer to get some rest?" He really liked her.

Ginger smiled at the sexy part, she wasn't really, she looked in the mirror everyday and didn't see it. She turned her head at him. "I think I can help." she smiled.

"Well thanks but you really don't have to if you don't want to." he said.

"No, I do." Ginger said.

Matt smiled and watched her put up stuff. His kitchen wasn't extremely big, so they kept brushing up against each other as they worked. He smiled and pulled her into his arms, and started kissing her passionately. "You are a huge distraction." He said.

"Well, thanks, I guess." Ginger smiled kissing him back. "Do you have any special plans for today?" she asked.

"I thought you had work today." he said.

Ginger bit her lip, "I'm not going back. I um... quit." she said.

Matt looked at her. What had happened that freaked her out so bad? He shook his head. "No, I don't have any plans today. Are you sure you are okay, Ginger? Why did you quit your job?"

Ginger blinked and when he mentioned her job, she flinched. "Nothing." she said hurrying to wash then dishes.

"Please tell me." he asked gently.

she shook her head. She didn't know how to tell him, or anyone else, EVER. She felt like a kicked puppy.

Matt sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Something had happened that had freaked her out. It was driving him insane not knowing. He turned her around to face him. "What happened, Ginger? Why won't you tell me? What's wrong? How did you get your scars?! Do you not trust me? Is that it? Do you not think it's right to trust me?" He growled. "Ginger, what's up?"