Love Began with the First Meeting

As Eric peered into Molly's gleaming eyes, he realized that everything else fell to the category of trivial.

He was just staring at Molly when he pressed his lips against her forehead - something that he didn't realize he did until it was done.

"Little Molly, the day will come when you will rise above. You will finally become the glorious pearl that you actually are. You just will. I guarantee you that you will."

Molly remained still only keeping her gaze at Eric. Eventually, Eric stood up while Molly remained frozen at his words. This scared and thrilled Molly at the same time.

Eric raised his hand to stroke Molly's face; he could feel where her tears had just dried up making Eric's heart swell.

He would never admit this but the truth was, he only talked to Molly at first to mess with Brian - but this was way beyond Brian now. The more he got to know her, the harder he fell. He had never felt this way before and he hated it. He didn't want to end up like his father who fought with his brother over a woman.

But, if he really did fall in love with her, he would never give her up as his father did. He would fight for it. Even if no one won.

The situation was getting too intense for Molly to take so she took a step back just as Eric was about to touch her lips with his fingers. Molly looked down, biting her lips wondering what Eric was about to do.

Eric stopped as Molly stepped back. His face turning casual all at once,"You're responsible for me now since you're my first."

This caught Molly off guard.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

teasing,"I mean, you were the first person I've ever cooked for. Why? What were

- she also especially didn't like it that the chefs around them were snickering, trying to hold back their laughter. Molly pushed Eric away and stomped on his feet. She turned around and tried to walk

through her soul. He saw everything - he was there when Eric kissed her on the forehead but he said nothing. He stood there, ever so furious. Yet his anger only rendered

arms and leaned against the table. "Brian, what are you doing here?" he

a glare and walked towards Molly,"I followed you

his face - he was jealous. But Molly instantly shoved the idea way - no way, why would Brian

Brian's face. She nodded towards him just

Brian, she was so uptight and scared - it was

about to open her mouth to say something when someone gripped

were you spending so much time looking for Molly? What happened? Why did you need to know where Molly

these loaded questions being thrown at him. Molly, on the other hand, felt bitterness in

him - he could probably tell that Molly was already getting

at Eric's hand gripped on

smile, with an arm slung over Molly's shoulder,"I don't care, Brian. My work here is

eyes were gleaming with pride. He held

Brian so many questions: What was Brian doing there? Why would she be anywhere else? Why was he looking for her? How did he know about Justin? But the question Molly wanted to ask the most was: Why was Brian

many things for Brian. She hated that her heart was with Brian and the worst part was she didn't

"Come with me,"