"I know you wouldn't Gabriel. . ." Her red rimmed eyes peeked at him from under the sheets. "I'm sorry!"She whimpered apologetically. Francesca completely avoided answering his question

Gabriel smiled a little, reassured. "But you didn't answer my question Francesca. Who else hurt you?"

Seeing his smile Francesca wanted him close to her. Her dream was just that, a stupid dream. She was also smiling slightly until he pursured his previous question. "I don't know." Lie. "It was dark." Truth. "Whats you favourite color?" Subject Change.

Gabriel smiled at her. "Red." He crossed his arms. "And I know you are lying to me now. So spill."

Merde. He knew her all too well. "My favourite color is red too!" She sounded a little too enthusiastic about this discovery. "Rojo."

Gabriel frowned. "Francesca, please just tell me. Please."

Thank goodness Francesca cold think on her feet. "James." Francesca blurted, looking down as if ashamed. "It was James." She shivered for extra effect.

Gabriel's eyes narrowed. Her and James had bickered before, and he was relatively sure James didn't have the odasity to cross the both of them. He played along. "Fair enough. If you say so, I believe it. I'll deal with him later when you are better." He hoped to guilt her into telling the truth.

Francesca immediately felt guilty but James deserved whatever Gabriel planned to do to him. The bed was was he believed her and she was lying to him. She scrunched her face up and sighed.

"Something wrong Francesca?" Gabriel asked.

Francesca gave a single solenm nod. She felt horrible but she literally couldn't say anything about Roberto. She sighed a reatreated under the covers.

Gabriel scooted closer, more sure he would not get punched again. "Can we talk about it? I want to help."

"I know you do Gabriel. . ." Francesca sighed then growled and bit her pillow. She hated her brother. "I'm sorry but it'll help if we don't talk about it."

Gabriel grumbled. He dropped trying to find out what was wrong fo now, he would later. He jumped up by her feet. "Fine."

Francesca sighed for the million time that say. "I'm sor--I'm hungry"

Gabriel chuckled. "Ill get it. What do you want?"

"You."

Gabriel grinned. He wanted her too, but she was hurt. "Do you want a side of fries with that?" He got up and stretched himself out.

Francesca laughed softly. "Yes please. And I'll take a chocolate shake too." She grinned, her eyes runing over his frame.

Gabriel slid onto his belly next to her. "Sorry. We are out, we only have me." he put his hands under his chin, watching her fondly.

"Thats too bad. I'll have to speak to your Manager about this." Francesca's eyes were focused on his lower lip, then went up to meet his eyes.

"Oh... But then I'll get in trouble. Or even fired." Gabriel felt guilty. He kept trying to keep his mind away from wanting her, but temptation is a **. He moved close enough to her so he could feel her breath stirrnig the air near his face.

"I don't want that to happen. Maybe you can do something that will compensate for my. . ." Francesca's breathing came out strange as a result of their closeness."My-My lack of french fries and. . ." His lips were right there. So close. "Milkshake" She breathed out, getting extremely distracted. Her eyes focused solely on his lips. Damn, if only she could move.

Gabriel saw her expression change. He closed the small gap with a light kiss. He smiled when he pulled back an inch, happy but hopin not to receive another deck to his nose.

When their lips first touched, electricity went throughout Francesca's body making all her fur poof and un harmed ears stand erect. She felt Roberto's lips, not Gabriel's, everywhere, inside of her--She did her best not to scream and when the moment of insanity passed was very glad she did not. It was Gabriel again, his lips p sweet and soft but it only lasted a second before he pulled away. Her face was flushed, as she sure her whole body was with the simple contact. Eyes wide but loving, her lips slowly curved into a smile.

Gabriel was relieved she had neither screamed nor socked him. He brushed his lips against hers once more.

The same thing happened but for a shorter amount of time. Roberto was forcing his lips upon hers, then it was Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel. . . Her kisses became more feisty than sweet.

((Dinner. Brb))

(Me too! Except Dinner isnt done yet! XD)

Gabriel kissed her back, more then before. He moved himself so he was no longer laying next to her, but over her. He was careful not to touch her body other then her lips and the side of her face, which he ran a gentle hand over.