I came home and see Dawson sitting on the couch, eyes glue to her phone. Did she not hear me come in? Probably did, but choose not to care. I lock the door then carry my stuff up to my room. I unpack my things then decide to take a shower.

"Dinner is made so if you're hungry, just know that it's there," oh shit! I turn around because I got scared. Who is she to sneak up behind me?!! "Oh did I scared you?"

"Yes!" I bark before sighing. Dawson laughs.

"I'm just trying to be nice," she smiles. I just realize that she have a really attractive smile. "I will be in my room if you need anything," Why is she being so nice? Should I be concern? I watch Dawson back away and leave to her room. She must be planning something.

In the bathroom as I shower, I hear the door open. What the hell? I thought I locked the door. I peek out from the curtains and see Dawson unzipping her pants.

"Don't you have any manners at all?!" I ask.

"Don't worry, I won't peek," she smirks at me before standing in front of the toilet. Wait what? Then it hits me. She's intersex.

I stop looking at her to look at myself. Wait, this also means that if we sleep together then I for sure, can get pregnant. And oh my god, Panama. What if she takes advantage of me?

I hear the toilet flush, then the sink water run for a while until the door open and close.

She has to know sooner or later. Plus, this could keep her away.

I went back to my desk to grab my coffee mug to go get a refill. Funny as I exit my room, I come face to face with Rylee. She's wrap in a towel so I check her out. I scoff before turning to the stairs.

Rylee came down for dinner and I'm just sitting on the kitchen table where meals are eaten. She seems scared of me and she should be. I told her I'm fire, so she better watch out.

Bravely, she joins me at the table.

"Well that's news," she said. I know what she's referencing to.

"Surprise," I smile as I look at her. She give me a glance then go back to her plate. I want to ask her about how was ice skating but let's not show 'caring' yet. How about let's not be interested at all. "Well good night," I bid her before standing up and leave.

I figure to shower first before I forget. So I took some times then came out in robe. I meet Rylee again. Seems like it's her turn to check me out.

"You know, we can just go to my room," I suggest.

"I am not interested," she walk around me, but I grab her arm to stop her. "What is it?"

"No good night kiss?"

"What are you? 5? I have to up early tomorrow."

"You just ate, going to sleep after that isn't healthy. "

"Then I'll run on the treadmill," I smile again.

"Good plan, should I assist you?"

"No, who would need that? Now if you'd let go," I pull Rylee closer and just kiss her on the lips just like that. My first kiss and probably hers too. I did my research, Rylee has never been in a relationship before. If I'm lucky I might be the first for everything.

Rylee push herself away then slap me. Her face is as shocked as mine.

"What was that for?" I ask as I touch my cheek.

"I can ask you the same thing," she swiftly turn around and enter her room. I went back to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Ow, my cheek is red.

"Hello Mrs. Pierce, you're happy today," my secretary greet me. I smile and greet her back.

"Just like every other day..." I trail off. "What did you call me?" My happy mood turn into confusion.

"Mrs. Pierce," she repeats. She always call me by Dawson or Ms. Pierce. "I can't believe you hid everything from us, we could've thrown you a fantastic party or celebration," This is out of control.

"What are you talking about?!"

"It's all over the news, check it," I rush to my office and close, plus lock the door. I then went to my desk and look up the daily news.

"Dawson Pierce and Rylee Garland," I whisper then slowly look up to Rylee's picture.

Not that it matters to me, but this is really big news that I wanted to keep it small. Someone must've stalked one of us home and got the info. But I won't stress over it, people are getting marry these days and we just happened to be famous people who'll get attention for it. I wonder how Rylee would feel about this.

My office phone rings and it's from my secretary.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Rylee Garland is here," she said. Oh, she must know it already, how great.

"Send her in," I said before putting the phone down. I went to unlock and open the door and there Rylee is.

"I got attacked by the reporters and paparazzi," she said as she walks into the office room without my invitation. "I'm not freaking out but it's really annoying to be stalk and-" she freeze when she saw her picture. I immediately close the door so no one can hear whatever she has to say but me. "Explain this," she turn around to look at me.

"Well, it was an offer that I bought. Little did I know, it brought me bad luck," my explanation isn't the best but I did tell the truth.

"I thought I'd never see it again.... This is really suspicious, you know."

"Explain."

"Don't tell me you're secretly in love with me," she smiles, showing her little fangs. I swallow hard. Do I love her?