It felt like he cared. Then a warnin’ voice in my head said don’t fall for him, he’s straight.We sat on the low stone wall facin’ the beach an... ate our hot dogs and chips and cokes. We shared the packet of chips. It was kinda intimate takin’ stuff from the same paper bowl he was eatin’ out of. Every so often I would sneak a look at the shorts, at the bulge held in by the shiny nylon. Now that I knew it was there, I could see the blue stripes of his Aussiebum through the white fabric. His tummy. Were his studies were going well? "Yeh." Did he play football? "Nah." Did he enjoy his day trip to Calais with the college three weeks ago? "'S Okay."Whenever his eyes caught Pam, he attempted to evaluate her. She wore baggy cotton trousers and a kind of silk top that showed she had a rather less prominent bosom than his mum. Thankfully, it was his sister, Lottie, just fourteen years old, who filled in for Chris' lack of communication skills and prevented the dinner from descending into sullen. And who am I to ignore fate?’ He sat down beside her and petted her hair. ‘Would you like me to go watch some more infomercials? Or pull up a chair right here?’ ‘You don’t have to stay long if you don’t want to. Just stay here.’ She slowly fell back to sleep, as did Grant. She was still grasping his hand, and he certainly didn’t want to leave. He lay down with her, facing her, and pulled her close. Once again, she managed to illicit his protective urges. He quietly pressed his lips against her. Then. I headed to the gym and tried out some chest exercise, thinking all the time about the meeting that I have planned and that, made me feel restless. After that, I came back to my room and had enough lunch and took a deep sleep.After a sound sleep, I woke up and it was at 4.30 evening, I logged into Facebook again and thought of telling him that I don’t want to come reasoning that I got end up with work but things turned out another way.On the day, my roommate told that his friend is coming.