Serena did as Ric told her to do and she made herself at home. At first, she found it a little strange to lay in his bed, whilst he was pottering about downstairs. It felt even stranger once she knew he was not in the house.
She found herself wondering around aimlessly, she had never been to Ric's home before, only dropped him off outside one night after a few drinks in Albies' where he did the drinking and she stayed on the orange juice, only because she had an important operation to do the next day.
As she explored Ric's home, she found herself pleasantly surprised as to how tidy and organised things were. Typically organised she must say, the tidiness that was the real surprise no man she ever knew could keep a house this tidy, single, or otherwise.
Ninety minutes after he had left, Ric returned he could sounds and smell a glorious smell from the kitchen; he made his way to the kitchen doorway and just smiled as he saw Serena cooking away. He let out a cough just to let her know he was there. His cough startled her as she turned and saw him standing there.
"Oh.... Oh, sorry I... I hope you don't mind, I took a shower... I found these in the cupboard with the towels. I put a quick wash on... My trousers are the only things that have not dried, despite the sun. So here I am stuck in this hideous pair of scrubs..." Serena flustered, she knew Ric would be on his way back, but she was not ready for him to return.
Ric smiled "It's fine, I see you folded and ironed too..."
"It's the least I could do; I hope you don't think I'm taking liberties..."
"Not at all, Just Holby Care Salmon really washes out your skin tone... Flushes you." Ric remarked, he had not meant it in any foul way, the colour just made Serena look pale, ill...
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...e kiss, that was complex and she did not really know why she felt the need to kiss him, she just did and she did not feel the need to know why he kissed her back.
As she served up their breakfast, she could feel things had slipped into an uneasy territory, and she sensed that Ric was worried that she may feel he had taken advantage of her vulnerability. It was in his nature to worry like that and he was worried, what sort of friend did that? He questioned his own motives and the possibility, that they may have got a little too close last night. Underneath everything, their friendship was a little complicated, there had always been something there, but neither would allow it to be anything but friendship.
“Why the long face? I instigated the kiss” Serena spoke as she watched Ric hesitantly pour the wine as she put the finishing touches to the food on the plate.
and how she was worried of what she would be in for later on that night,
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