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Oct 26, 2018 10:13PM
Dean shook his head. "No it's fine. We'll both be living here, Willow. It's only natural that we'll see each other." He told her. "I was just thinking that perhaps you should come with me to visit the cook; Yevgenny. You should inform him of your allergies or what foods you do not wish to eat whatsoever." He told her. He grabbed a towel and wiped off the sweat. "So what have found since you've started your exploration of the house?" He asked her. Since she was down here he figured she'd found the library upstairs, his office, his room, his game room, and multiple guest bedrooms. He had three floors in total and they were right now on the main floor.
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"Fine.. I guess." She said giving him a simple answer. She still stepped out the hall. She shurgged at his questions. "I skipped over what I thought to be the bedrooms. And saw the library." She said with a shrug. The place was huge and beautiful but the rooms were just like an other house.
Dean put the towel around his neck and walked out of the gym after turning everything off. He nodded. "Yes, the library is wonderful. Did you find the game room up there? I have a giant TV up there with multiple game systems. I also have a pool table, a air hockey table, it's sort of like my own arcade." He told her. He led her to where the kitchen was. "Perhaps if you would like I can show you around the rest of the house after our stop in the kitchen?" He asked her.
Willow sighed and started walking with him. She really wished that she had stayed in her safe room. She shook head when he offered to show her around. "No offense but, I would rather swallow a bullet then accept to spend time with you." she said as she glanced over at him and gave him a quick fake smile that faded quicker than it appeared. She heard pans and spoons clicking together. She went a head of Dean and just followed the noise. Eve with a couple of somewhat wrong turns, she made it to the kitchen she smiled at the man with the chef hat. "Hi." she said softly and almost 'lady like'.
When she spoke he smirked and laughed. "I have buletts if you want to swallow some. I don't recommend it though. They taste awful." He said. He watched her walk ahead of him and smirked again. This woman was something else entirely. He walked to the kitchen he didn't correct Willow when she made the wrong turns rather he simply waited for her to come back on the rigbt track and followed her once more. He heard the kitchen sounds coming nearer and nearer and then they were at the kitchen. Yevgenny was a large, rotund man who was obviously gay. He was singing and dancing as he was making their dinner. When he turned to see Dean and Willowhe was startled and gasped. "Oh." He clitched his chest. "My I didn't see you there. Mr. Ryder how are you this fine evening?" He asked looking the man up and down. He smiled brightly and then turned to Willow. "Well, aren't you a little cutie? I just want to put you in my pocket." He said with a grin. "What can I do for you two?" He hit his head. "Oh! How stupid of me! Introductions. I'm Yevgenny, the chef." He said with a flourish and then held out his hand to Willow.
"Willow.." she said as she shook his hand. "Your a cutie too, A teddy bear I could hug all day." she said with a wink and a bright smile, she leaned on to the wall frame. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced at Dean for a second before looking back at Yevgenny. "Well, worrywarts over here wanted me to tell you everything that I am allergic to and what I don't like." she said as she walked into the kitchen and glanced around she didn't think that maybe she shouldn't be in the kitchen. "I am only allergic to strawberries and peanuts.." she said with a shrug as she peeked into a pot that was on the stove. "Oh and I don't eat beef or pork.... Simple, Well at least I think so." she added. She spun around to face Yevgenny. She nightgown raised slightly as it twirled around for a second before it went back to her knees. "Can I help you cook?... I am pretty good." she asked.
Yevgenny smiled and laughed. "Darling, you could hug me any time you want." He said with a huge grin. He nodded. "Ah, yeah. That's good thinking on Mr. Ryder's behalf." He listened to her and nodded. "Good to know. No strawberries for you. Oh, darling. No beef or pork? Whyever not? That's the most delicious meats ever!" He put a hand to his forehead in a dramatic way and then laughed. "Alright. No worries. I do implore you to try some though. But you're in luck. Right now making my favorite dish with a twist. Chicken pot pie with a little bit of a spice. It's my secret recipe." He told her with a wink. "But if you wanted to you could probably get it out of me." He said. He glanced around the kitchen. "For now, I'm good. Dinner is almost ready. But if you ever want to help me make something just come on down to the kitchen and we'll whip something up together."Dean watched how she was with Yevgenny and raised an eyebrow as she twirled in her nightie. He saw more of her leg and smirked. He shook his head. So she could be sweet when she wanted to be. He left them alone and walked out to the garden. He picked some flowers for her. He wanted her to be comfortable with him as well. And he figured he'd get her lavish gifts and spoil her. That was what all women wanted right?
Willow explained to Yevgeeny that it was a choice, she didn't like beef or pork like everyone else. She just loved fish, chicken and turkey. Willow liked Yevgenny. He seemed sweet, like cotton candy. She listened to him and raised an eyebrow. "I will have to try to get it out of you one day if I like it." she said with a smile, she noticed that Dean had left. Thank God she thought to herself, she listened Yevgenny explain that he didn't need help right now but she could help him whenever she wanted. She nodded with a smile. "Awesome" she said she started to walk out but glanced back. "I look forward to trying your chicken pot pie." she said, before she waved bye to him and walked out of the kitchen. She didn't know where Dean but she hoped she didn't bump into him again. Willow walked down a hall that led her back to the front again, she sighed and walked out the stairs heading back to her room.
Yevgenny grinned and shook his head. "You just wait till you taste my meat." He said with a wink at her and then laughed. He glanced around the chicken and shook his head. "Girl, I wish I was you. Hanging with the hottest bachelor. Mhmm, and he's got a fine ass." He said. He smirked at her and when she told him she looked forward to tasting his pot pie he beamed. "You better. It's one of my favorites." He said. He waved at her when she left and got back to work.Dean pulled together a bouquet of flowers and then proceeded to wrap it up himself. He shook his head. Not many people knew that he made bouquets of flowers. His mother had taught him year before and he rememebered. He loved being near flowers and the smell of them. He walked into the mansion with the bouquet and saw Willow up the stairs. "Ah, just the person I wanted to see. Here." He said walking up the stairs and holding out the flowers. "You can do with them as you wish. Put them wherever." He said as he handed them to her.
Willow froze when she heard his name. She turned slightly, she watched him come up the stairs with flowers. When he held them out she took the flowers into her hand. She raised an eyebrow at him. "What is this for?" she asked, he was just making it seem like she was the worst woman in the world for speaking her mind at lunch and now he was giving her flowers?... It had to be a trick. "Do with them as I wish?... Then I wish to give them back." she said as she glanced down them. She shrugged at her thoughts. "Don't get me wrong they are beautiful, you really had the maids. go in for you on this one .. But, I can't accept them." she said handing them back to Dean.
Dean shrugged. "Because I can give them to you." He said. He frowned as she handed them back. "The maids do not do everything for me, Willow. If you must know, I did this bouquet up myself." He said. He glanced at the bouquet in his hands. "Well, if you don't want them then I'll put them in the dining room." He said with a shrug. "Our dinner shall be ready soon." He said. He needed to shower before the dinner and change. There was no way he was going to dinner smelling like he did.
Willow nodded to him and walked off. It honestly didn't matter that if the maids did it or not, she didn't want to be spoiled by anyone like him. She sighed once she was back into her room, she was about to close the door when Brianna popped in, scaring Willow have to death. She screamed slightly and held her chest. "Holy shit.. Please don't do that again." Willow said once she noticed it was Brianna. Brianna nodded and quickly apologized. "It's fine.. I am just not used to anyone being so quite walking up to me." she said. This whole new life, she full of stuff she was not use to. "What did you need?" Willow asked as she still was trying to caught her breath. "Dinner is ready, Miss Carter." she said. Willow sighed and nodded, she followed Brianna down to the dinning room.
Dean handed the bouquet to one of the maids walking by to take to the dining room. He then rushed up to his room. He has to be quick since he knew dinner was just about to be finished. Yevgenny was a master in the kitchen but he was also a bit bosy. Yevgenny believed his food should be eaten right away not later. He smirked as he thought about the other man. He considered Yevgenny to be somewhat of a friend, not that Dean really even knew what friends were. He tried to get Yevgenny to call him by his first name but he refused. Apparently Ryder fit him better than Dean. He showered quickly and then gor changed into yet another suit. Dean had to make a video call for business later on and needed to be dressed appropriately. He walked down to the dining room and sat down. "Sorry. Had to shower." He explained. Yevgenny came into the dining room and when he saw only Willow he sighed. "That man is always late for dinner. I swear." He shook his head. "Well, we appreciate a fine smelling Mr. Ryder. But now that you're both here, enjoy the food." He nodded to the servers who then placed the food in front of both of them.
Willow sat down in the dining room. She sighed when she realized that she actually had to wait for Dean., the fancy way of living.. YAY! Willow glanced over and frowned when she saw the man in another suit. But, she decided to no even bother, she smiled at the servers as they placed the food in front of her. "Thank you." she said softly, she picked up her fork and was about to chow down. But she stopped when she heard her mother voice in her head. Grace first young lady she smirked when she heard it and placed her fork down, back where it was. She closed her eyes and bowed her head, she quietly said the grace her mother said every morning and every night before she lifted her head back up and started eating. "Wow.. This is really good, pooh bear." she said as she glanced up at Yevgenny with a wink.
Dean nodded to the servers and began to dig in. He glanced up at Willow and frowned when be noticed she had her head down. He raised an eyebrow. He'd never grown up with a religious household. No one said grace ever. He watched her and when she lifted her head and began to eat he shook his head. "What was that?" He asked her. Yevgenny grinned as he saw Willow say grace before eating. Yevgenny was big religious on praying before you eat and was always a bit taken back when Dean just ate without saying thanks to God. He nodded and beamed when he heard her nickname for him. He giggled. "Thanks, girl. I try. We'll leave you two be. Holler if you need anything." He said patting her head and then walking out of thw room with a sashay of his hips.
Willow glanced over at Dean when Yevgenny left. "Grace.. What else." she said with the shrug of her shoulder. She always thought that everyone knew what grace was. She knew that not all did it, even her father had a hard time following her mother's rules. But he at least knew what it was. "You have never said grace before eating... That's a no no." she said with a slight. "Put the fork down and thank god for whatever you are thankful for." she said with a shrug as she put another fork full into her mouth.
Dean raised an eyebrow. Grace? Who was Grace? And why did Willow think she need to do that before she ate? Did she do this for every meal? Or just dinner? He was about to ask when she demanded he give thanks to god. He scoffed. "Thank God for what?" He said. God didn't do anything for him. Besides, he didn't believe in God. He thought God was simply just a myth. He looked down at his fork. "Why the hell would I thank him?" He murmured as he continued to eat.
"Because.. Never mind." she said with a simple smirk and a head shake. She continued eating herself. She always believed in god just not like her mother. Her mother believed one god was going to save them from the fucked up world they lived in. Willow didn't believe in him that much, she thought of him as a fat man looking at a TV that was everyone on earth watching us like drama show. But it never hurt to have hope right?
Dean frowned. "So you say this grace? This thanks to God every time you eat dinner? What for?" He asked her. He figured if they were going to be living together he might get to know her a bit more. Heck he wanted to know her better. She was interesting to him. He licked his lips as some of the sauce from the pot pie oozed out of the crust.
"My ma says because, without him, you won't have anything you have.. And why would you want to thank the person that got you to where you are." she said without looking up she just started playing with her food. "I thought of all people you would be thankful.. It's not like you have a lot to complain about." she said before she shrugged her shoulders. "They say it's always the ones that have it all that think that don't owe no one." she added, she put some more in her mouth and sighed once she was done eating what was in her mouth.
Dean listened to what she had to say about God. He frowned once she finished. "God left me to die, Willow. I earned this through my own blood and sweat. And yes, I agree. I don't have much to complain about, and I don't. But why would I thank a mythological person for something I did by myself?" He sighed. "HE simply watched while I was on the streets dying." He told her. He then shut his mouth. He had never told anyone about his past. It wasn't something he liked going back to. It was something he kept close to his chest. He shook his head and finished his food before standing up. "If you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to."
Willow glanced up at Dean when he started talking. She sighed and went back to looking down at her food when he stopped himself. She had a pasted to and understood him not wanting to talk about it. It was a reason she didn't trust people well.. men in gentler. Only her mother knew, and she wanted to keep it that way. So it was best for him to keep his past to himself. She shrugged at his words and waved him off. She ate until she didn't want anymore, she grabbed hers and his dishes and walked to the kitchen.
When someone came into the kitchen Yevgenny glanced up. "Ah, well, hello darling." He said getting up from his seat. He grabbed the dishes from her and set them in the sink. "How'd the dinner go?" He asked her as he set about washing the dishes. He had finished washing the ones from making the food. He glanced at Willow. "Want to make some dessert with me? I have a ton of shit in this kitchen to play with." He said with a wink. He wondered how Willow had come to be with Mr. Ryder. But he wasn't sure if he was allowed to ask her that. She seemed down to earth but then again so did Mr. Ryder and yet Yevgenny had heard so many stories about the man.
She smiled soon she saw Yevgenny, he was like a bright star in a black hole. She let him took the dishes out her hands. "Of course, I am married to dessert," she said with a giggle. She walked into the kitchen and jumped onto the corner. "Oh, I hope it's okay if I sit about here?" she asked as she ran her hand through her short hair.
Yevgenny grinned and nodded. "Sounds perfect. And girl, you can sit anywhere you want. Since you're now living here and all. Can I ask how you got involved with the dangerous hottie I work for?" He asked as he set the dishes in the dishwasher after he rinsed them. He pulled out his giant dessert binder that he had. The book was stuffed with various recipes that he had collected, writen down, and printed out. "What you in the mood for, darling? Oh, and by the way, you can always call me Yev or whatever you want. I love that nickname pooh bear." He said with a grin and a wink.
"Pooh bear it is then." she said with another giggle. As long as Yevgenny was around, she could see her being okay to stay living here even if she had to deal with Dean every day. Just being around Yevgenny for the short time she had been. She was relaxed. She rolled her eyes. "He is cute and all but his personal lowers his looks to a complete zero to me." she said, she started playing with her nails. It was something she did when she was actually relaxed. "And well you can say that I am a prize that he won from my father, for being such an idiot," she said. She glanced up at Yevgenny and smiled. "Chocolate, chocolate and oh, yeah more chocolate will be perfected right now." she said in like a childlike manner.
Yevgenny giggled. "I'm going to fall head over heels for you darling girl." He said. He frowned. "His personality? Darling, he has one of the most, well, it's hard to describe. But he's sweet as fuck, girlie. And have you seen him make a bouquet? Holy fuck, just watching him do that turns me right on." He snapped his fingers and gave another giggle. "Unfortunately he doesn't bat for team. And even if he did, he'd probably want someone more fit like him. And me? Well I enjoy my food and it shows." He said pointing to his belly. He smiled. "But perhaps, you have seen another side to Mr. Ryder than I have. I've heard stories about him when I'm at the bars. But dear that boy is, well he's definitely a catch. Rich, sweet, fucking hot as hell, probably a beast in the sack." He said with a wink. He shrugged. "So tell me what you have seen from him." He said as he pulled out the things to make a death by chocolate fudge cake.
Willow loved this guy, the way he talked it was something else. "Yeah, my father did the same thing to my mother. After he fucked up somehow. So it's not something that ever had my "purse" wiggle.." she said a wink and a slight smirk. "I have what I think to be the real him.. An asshole that doesn't care about anything but money." she said. "But I have been to rock bottom and I know money can't bring happiness... And maybe he doesn't see that yet." she said. "So you're lucky you get to see him differently than we do." she added.
Yevgenny frowned. "He doesn't care about money. Shit, you should hear how much money he gives to the various charities." He said. "I overheard how much and I was floored. Literally, I actually tripped and made a huge mess. Lucky for me he came and helped me up." He pretended to swoon. "And I got to feel those muscles of his." He then thought about something. He bit his lip. "From what I've gathered he hasn't always been this rich. He had been at rock bottom before. I believe. I'm not exactly sure since he keeps his past to himself." He told her with a shrug.
Willow shrugged at her pooh bear's words. "Well, the less I know about him. Honestly, I believe the better it will be." she said. She understood why Yevgenny was telling all this, to make her understand Dean but she honestly didn't want to. She didn't want connections with the man at all. And she didn't want him to want to have a connection with her. Just strangers that happened to live together, now doesn't that sound peaceful?
Yevgenny frowned. "Why? Why don't you want to know, Mr. Ryder?" He asked her. "Hey, you going to be helping with this cake or are you just going to sit there and look adorable? I don't mind if you choose the second option." He told her with a wink. "Cause darling I may prefer men but I could look at you all day!" He snapped his fingers again.
Willow widened her eyes at his words and hoped off the counter. And started helping him with the cake. She couldn't help to laugh at him. "Well look away." she said as she spun around a couple of times. She made sure she didn't knock anything over and she winked at pooh bear. "Because it's not like I wanted to come here... I had to.." she said with a shrug, maybe if she had come by choice things would be different. Maybe just maybe.
Yevgenny whopped. "Hot damn, girlie! Yeah! Work what your momma gave ya." He said giggling. He shook his head and then frowned. He remembered what she had said about being a prize that Ryder had won from her own father. He didn't understand what that meant but didn't push. "Well, you know what I say? Anything can be fixed with chocolate. And girl, I mean anything." He said. He handed her the book. "Alright. I'm gonna let you finish thr cake while I get started on the ganache. You like dark or milk chocolate better?" He asked her holding up both chocolates.
"Oh white." she said, she went to a counter and start making the batter. She loved cooking when she was young. That and riding horses was the only things that made her feel better with everything that was going on. Which made her think, she hadn't seen or heard any horses around, which made her think. "I will be right back." she said, she didn't give Yevgenny time to speak before she rushed out the kitchen. Which probably didn't make her look like a very great help but she would be back once she asked Dean this one question. As she ran her nightgown raised up higher than she would personally like to, showing what she had underneath. She stopped at the door that she assumed was his study, she didn't even knock she just opened the door. She stared at Dean at his desk. Her nightgown was stuck on her pantie line, she sighed and quickly fixed it hoping he didn't see it. Then it ringed on her, he said that he had business to do.. Damn it she thought, she waved bye to him and was about to close the door back.
Yevgenny grinned. "Ooh, white chocolate with that chocolate cake. That'll be a pretty cake. I love the sound of that." He said. He grabbed the white chocolate chips and the double heavy cream. He started on the ganache and when Willow told him she'd be back he watched her go and frowned. He shrugged and went back to work.Dean nodded. "Yes of course. No it's meant to anonymous." He said. "Yes, I'm sure I want to donate that much." He said into the phone. He ran a hand through his hair. He was donating about one and a half million dollars to this charity that's entire goal was helping tbe orphaned children in Africa. He also was giving money to another charity that helped animals find homes. He had finished his video call earlier and when he glanced over to his door that had been opened. He saw Willow and raised an eyebrow. He shook his head and waved her over. "Hold on, miss Franny." He said into the phone. "Willow, what did you need?" He asked. With his door opened he could smell sonething coming from the kitchen. "Yevgenny making something for dessert?" He asked her.
He noticed. Nice work, Willow she thought to herself. She cleared her throat and ran her through her hair before she spoke."Yeah, we are making a white chocolate cake.." She said as she walked into his study. Her eyes looked around before going back to Dean, himself. "Umm I will wait.. Its no problem." She said when she noticed him put the phone. She back up and pointed to the door. "I will wait outside." She said, she closed the door behind her. She leaned against it once she was sure it was closed all the way. Willow started second gussing herself, she should she ask him. He probably would say no anyway... Would he say yes to a stupid question.
Dean grinned. "Sounds amazing. I'll come down and join you two for a slice." He heard the woman talking on the phone and sighed. "Yes? Yes, 750,000 dollars to your charity. I will send the check to you this evening. It should get to you in a couple of days." He told her with a nod of his head. "Yes, good to talk with you too. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to call someone else and handle ankther charity donation as well." He said. "You have a nice night, miss Franny." He said with a small smile and then he hung up the phone. "Willow you can come on in now. I'm off the phone now." He said. He grabbed his check book and wrote out two 750,000 dollar checks and set them aside. He first needed to call into the other charity and make sure to let them know the donation was completely anonymous.
The word charity stuck in her head but she didn't decided to ask at least not right now. Willow walked back in when she heard him call her, she bit her lip as she stood in front of him. "I had time to think about it.. It was a stupid question... Never mind." She said as she waved it off. "I wi tell Yevgenny that you will be joining us then." She added, remebering what he said before she had waited outside.
Dean stood up with a frown. "No. Ask me. What was the question?" He asked. He made sure to hide the amount on the checks frkm Willow. He, despite what he showed to people wasn't about money. Yes, money helped him with much. But he didn't give a damn about it. He nodded. "Good. And please ask Yev for a cup of coffe for me. He knows what I like." He said.
She rolled her eyes. Here we go.. she thought to herself. "I was just going ask for a horse.. Since I am going to be living here. That will make me feel like I am home." She said but then she shook her head feeling herself getting emotional. Which she didnt want to do, it was a sign of weakness. "But I said its stupid so never mind." She said as she waved it off and started walking off. "And Yeah, I will let him know." She said. She throw up the peace to him behind her without turning to look at him.
Dean cocked his head. A horse? Hmm. He definitely had enough room on his property for a barn. He chuckled softly as she gave him the peace sign. "Come let me know when the cake is ready, please." He said then he sat down once again. He reached for his phone and called the other charity organization. "Hello, Ian. My name is..."Yevgenny glanced up and smirked at Willow. "What was that about, darling girl?" He asked her. "Get a little quickie?" He teased her.
"Oh please Dean will never get that lucky." She said as she rolled her eyes with a smirk. "I just asked if he cod get me a horse.. I had one back home, but I doubt he will." She said as she walked over to the bowel she was stirring before. "I should have just kept it to myself." She mumbled to herself as she added in extra a ingerdients, she stired a couple more time to make sure that everything was even out, she put her finger in the bowl and teasted it. "Mmm.." Escapsed her lips, she then poured it into a pan. And put in the oven. "By the way, he was some coffee." She said.
After Dean finished calling the charity he called his conatructer. "Ken, hey. So I would like for you to come over tomorrow and I want to construct a barn and pasture. I have someone living with me who wants a horse and I could use some animals around here." He nodded as he listened to what Ken said. "Great. Sounda good. I'll have everything ready for you in my office. Thanks, Ken. See you tomorrow." He hung up and then looked up online for some places to buy high end breeds of horses. Yevgenny laughed. "Girl he would be so lucky to get a chance with you." He said smirking. He shrugged. "I'm not sure. You never know with Ryder. He could go the extra mile and surprise you." He said with a smirk. He finished the ganache and took a swipe of it. He licked it off his finger and moaned. "Hmmm delicious. Want to try it?" He asked bringing the bowl over.
Willow doubted it but pooh bear seemed to think Dean was the big hearted man that honestly. She herself did not see. But at one of tgem believed in that man. "Sure." She said, she took some with her finger. "Wow.. That is good." She said. "Honestly I never been with a man before, so I wouldnt know what to do." Whispered to Yevgenny. Even thought no one else was there but them.
Yevgenny gasped. "What?!" He shrieked. He then flinched. "Sorry. How the hell have you not been with a guy before? You're smoking hot and so damn sweet. How has a guy not been able to get into your panties, girlie? Just no one good enough to be let into your drawers or what?" He asked. He shook his head. "Well, if you ever want some tips, I'll give you some pointers. I'm real good at that." He said with a wink.
Willow giggled at his words. "Nooo.. Just nevet dated anyone before so.. I never been with a guy before." She saud with a shrug. "And I am going to hold you up on that...Do you think, Dean will let me see other people?" She said has leaned onto the oven slightly witb her arms crossed they had to be normal or the cake would go flat snd who wants a flat cake?
Yevgenny shook his head. "Shit, girlie. I never thought you'd be a virgin." He said. He bit his lip and raised an eyebrow. "You really think Dean Ryder is going to want to share you with another guy? Sweetheart, I have a feeling the guy is going to fall madly in love with you and if you ever go near another guy who so much as looks at you with lust in his eyes, well, let's just say I'd fear for the guy's life." He said with a shrug.
Willow believed the opposite. She clearly wasnt Deans type. He was into woman that only spoke when spoke to at least when they were out. "I dont think so.. I mean I dont think I am Dean's type at all." She said with a shrug. "I mean, dont see him ever really feeling for me for me.. You know." She said. He didnt then maybe he would let her go or at least let her go out.
Yevgenny shook his head. "Oh darling girl. I really wish you knew the Dean Ryder I have come to know. I'm not sure what type of person you think he is. But I've never seen him act anything but poliet and hospitable to everyone. I've heard him angry on the phone, and I do admit that frightened me. But I always leave real quick, because I don't want to eavesdrop on his private conversations." He said with a shrug.
Willow shrugged her shoulders. She kept talking to Yevgenny for what seemed like forever, she though he was sweet guy. She still kept stuff to herself. Somethings no one should ever know about and she always made sure she never said to much. Once the cake was done she took it out and carried it over to Pooh bear.
