Shit. As much as I really hate to admit it, I'm beginning to feel really shitty about the way I handled Olivia when she came to apologize.

Normally, I'm not an ogre when it comes to dealing with people. Usually, I like to think of myself as a reasonable man, who's willing to work shit out.

Instead, what do I do? I do the very thing that I didn't want to. Act like the world's biggest asshole.

Yeah, sure Olivia was a total bitch to me and she tried to get rid of me by making my life a living hell.

However, she did realize what she did was wrong and swallowed her pride to come and apologize to my face.

I don't agree with her nasty attitude towards me or how she kept at me by trying to spread malicious lies about me.

But maybe I've been too narrow minded about this whole situation. Maybe I should try to let bygones be bygones and just start from scratch. (Haha.)

Besides, I'm not feeling this whole villain vibes.

>>>>>>

"Hey, Olivia." She whips around, looking stunned. I grin a little sheepishly at her. She's covered in flour and even has some smudged on her right cheek.

I suck in my breath. She really is a beautiful girl. That long, dark hair and those brown eyes. I don't realize that I'm just gaping at her until she says something.

"Eli? Is there something I can help you with?"

"Yeah. I want to apologize. I mean, sure you've been a cold hearted bitch to me ever since we first met. And you

DID spread false rumors about me."

Olivia is glaring at me by this time and I realize I'd better rein this in before I really end up in hot water.

"BUT you also did come to apologize to my face and I respect that. Even though I don't agree with what you did."

"Okay. Apologize accepted." Olivia comes out from behind the counter and opens up the display where she has all her baked goods and lifts out a beautiful chocolate mousse cake.

I step back, thinking she might be trying to trick me so she can smash THAT into my face, too.

"I want you to have this, as an apology for my crappy behavior."

I warily eye it, thinking it might explode the moment it's in my hands.

"There's nothing wrong with it, is there?"

Olivia huffs as she sets it on the counter and reaches over for a couple of plastic spoons, handing me one. I take it, but wait until Olivia takes the first bite.

She smiles as she puts the spoonful of cake into her mouth.

"Satisfied that it's not poison or going to explode in your face?"

"No. It could still explode after I get it back to my bakery." Olivia nods.

"Fair enough."

I stand there, unsure if I dare taste the cake. I figure that I don't have much to lose IF it does blow up in my face.

I lean over, scooping a spoonful of cake and taste it. Shit. That's one of the best chocolate mousse cakes I've had in my life.

"It's good." Satisfaction flickers across Olivia's face.

"See? I'm not a total ice queen."

I stare at her. She really is beautiful. But so was my ex girlfriend. I thought she was so beautiful. Until she rudely dumped my ass for no reason whatsoever.

"I can take the rest of this home?" Olivia nods.

"By all means." She swipes another spoonful and as she's about to put it in her mouth, I slap her arm, causing the spoonful of cake to bounce up into her face, leaving a dark mark on her forehead.

I snort with laughter and for a split second, Olivia looks pissed. Then...she's flinging a spoonful of cake at ME.

Now she's snorting with laughter. I glare at her, even though I'm the one who started this insanity.

Quick as lightened, I scoop up some more of the cake, only this time, I use my hand, flinging the gooey substance at Olivia's chest.

It splatters, bits of chocolate and pudding flying everything, even landing on me. I bark out a laugh and before I know what's happened, Olivia was smearing more of the cake in my...hair.

I retaliate, smearing some of the pudding in HER hair. We're both howling like hyenas by this time, covered with chocolate, pudding and graham cracker crust.

We look hideous. Like we've been wrestling in the mud. We're both laughing so damn hard that we're struggling to breathe.

The door to the bakery opens and an old lady steps inside. She immediately freezes upon spotting Olivia and myself looking like two mud creatures, who just crawled out of the swamp.

"It's...it's...only...me, Mrs. Hardin," Olivia gasps between laughter. Mrs. Hardin looks positively mortified.

She quickly turns, rushing out of the bakery as quick as can be. I struggle to regain my composer, leaning against the counter.

"I'm..I'm afraid we scared the crap out of her," I gasp out. Olivia doesn't look upset. She's still grinning. Even covered in chocolate goo, she still looks beautiful.

"It's just as much my fault. I'll get you a towel. And a new cake to take home."

"Okay." Olivia disappears into the back, returning with two towels. I spot a smear of chocolate on the floor and call out to warn her.

It's too late. Olivia steps right in it, losing her balance and flying forward. I rush to catch her and...we both end up on the floor of the bakery, tangled together.

We both laugh, but then, I'm reaching out to gently tuck some loose strands of her hair behind her ear. Her lips look full and pretty. I suddenly find myself wanting to kiss them.

"Eli?"

"Hmm?"

"Why are we just lying here?"

"Because I wanna..kiss..you," I hear myself saying. I think, oh crap. Now Olivia is really gonna let me have it!

She surprises me. She just smiles sweetly.

"So what's stopping you?"

"Nothing." I gently press my lips to hers. She tastes like chocolate and mint.

I swear, the moment I kiss Olivia, it feels like time has stopped. I don't know how much time passes before we finally get up.

"Shall I wrap you up another cake? Or do you want to wait."

"Let's wait," I say. "Until after."

Olivia looks puzzled.

"After what?"

"After you go on a date with me."

Chapter 6-Eli

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