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.

you were the first person I've ever cooked for. Why?

their laughter. Molly pushed Eric away and stomped on his feet. She turned around and tried to walk away before Eric could even respond. But the moment she swiveled, she

met Brian's eyes - Brian was standing there, his face hardened, and his eyes black as ever staring so hard at Molly like he was piercing through her soul. He saw everything

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

walked towards Molly,"I followed you out and

the idea way - no way, why would Brian be jealous? For

face. She nodded towards him just to acknowledge that he just spent a lot of time

she was so relaxed and loose but with Brian, she was so uptight and scared - it was

to say something when someone gripped her arm. This threw off

the way, why were you spending so much time looking for Molly? What happened? Why did you need to know where Molly was? But weren't

despite all these loaded questions being thrown at

pulled her closer to him - he could probably tell that Molly was already getting

oblivious to Molly's resentment. He instead shot a look at Eric's hand gripped on Molly's arm,"Eric, this is

arm slung over Molly's shoulder,"I don't care, Brian. My work here is done. I'm going to take Molly home now. Do whatever you

eyes were gleaming with pride. He held

she be anywhere else? Why was he looking for her? How did he know about Justin? But the question Molly wanted to ask the

was with Brian and the worst part was she didn't want it back. She kept on pushing her limit again and again and again but never did she regret

"Come with me,"