"We are not exactly strangers." Kimberly pointed out.
"Are you sure about that?" Eric asked looking directly into her eyes in a way that made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Yeah. We've cooked together, eaten together, I've been to your place, you've passed the night in my house and you've even seen my father and kissed me in his presence." Kimberly listed off.
"That wasn't a kiss. I only pecked you." Eric corrected.
"Yeah, whatever. But what I'm trying to say is we are not strangers. We've gone past that." Kimberly said in a rush.
"You know that, yet you spoke to me in that manner and asked me to mind my business?" Eric asked making Kimberly frown.
"But I apologized. I just wasn't in a good mood."
"Come sit, let's talk." Eric said, and headed for the couch, leaving her to follow him.
