I keep replaying that kiss in my head. The way he touched me, the way he tasted. It was all a little surreal. Just being around him made me comfortable and at ease. He was easy to talk to but hard to look at without a thought of lust crossing my mind.

"Marie! I'm back, where's Tom?" Kris makes her way to the common room with two bags of clothes in her hand. "What are those Kris? Go shopping?" She looks down, blushing so hard her face was the color of a coca-cola can.

"These are actually for you. I mean, you don't have any real dress clothes & since you're kind of seeing an actor, these might help your case." I stand there, arms folded and my mouth agape.

"My case? What's my case? And no, I'm not 'seeing' Tom, we're just friends I guess. It's nothing." I wouldn't dare tell her about our kiss because that's enough proof she needed to dog me about my feelings and how I shouldn't let a guy like him go.

"Well, friends of actors need nice clothes. People in general need nice clothes. Come on, don't be mad, I'm just trying to help!" She walks over to the table dumping the bags on top revealing the beautiful clothes she picked out for me.

Not too fancy but can be both dressy and casual. "Oh I love this!" I pick up a knee-length navy summer dress and a cropped leather jacket. "This would be good to wear on my date tomorrow!"

Kris shoots her eyes to me. "Date? YOU HAVE A SECOND DATE!" she screams, grabbing my arms excitedly.

"Thanks to you leaving, we had a really good chat." I could feel the biggest smile form on my face. I was stoked.

"Excuse me but you don't just have a 'really good chat' with a man like him. You seduce him, making him yours forever. Like I said before, you want to make him only have eyes for YOU."

In a way, she has a valid point. Tom is not a guy you want to lose but then again, I'm totally fine with Wong friends with him. I love having intellectual conversations with him.

"In that case, I'm going to bed so I can test my seducing tricks in a dream. Goodnight." I grab the piles of new clothes heading into my bedroom.

"Keep it down in there too!" Kris yells from behind me.

What does she think I'm going to do in there?

Oh okay. I see.

I enter my room collapsing onto my queen size mattress, without changing. I'm tired and I just want to sleep.

I doze of into a deep sleep with only one thing on my mind: Tom.

And I can't promise my dream won't be rated R.