I quickly went back to my apartment, even though Casper had already invited me in. I felt the need to freshen up before spending time with him.

When I returned, he was wearing a nice shirt and tight jeans. Had he put on cologne?

"What's your favourite?" he asked.

"My favourite what?" My head was once again stuck on his physical appearance. This time it was about how his ass looked in those pants.

He handed me a take-out menu and said, "We don't have to order pizza. We can get whatever you like, I'm just happy that I don't have to eat alone tonight."

I appreciated his laid-back attitude, most of the people in my life were stressed out and highly volatile. In his company, I felt strangely... peaceful.

We ended up with Chinese and the latest horror movie on Netflix. Apparently, we not only shared an opinion on how to cook steak, Casper also loved a good scare!

During the movie's "jump moments", I played it cool. Casper hardly flinched but when the lady fell out of the closet, he suddenly sucked in a breath and put a hand on my leg.

It seemed like he hadn't realized but I just couldn't let it go. He was being far too familiar, I would have to put limitations on him for my own self protection.

Pausing the movie, I turned towards him and said, "Casper, I'm sorry but I'll have to insist that you respect my personal space."

His brow wrinkled, did he really not know what I was talking about?

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to offend you," I said, feeling immediately compelled to soften the blow. "It's just that you are sometimes a bit too comfortable around me. I hardly know you and..."

I never got to finish my sentence. Casper's lips were pressed against mine, waiting for me to react.

Pulling back, I asked him the stupidest question of all, "Is this really happening?"

Did I just literally quote one of Devil's earlier one shots; Flight?