Loving You {UNDER CONSTRUCTION}

Chapter 3

(This is the outfit I'm talking about but make it more revealing)

Jasmine's POV

Instead of going straight to the theater, I decided to stop by Starbucks for some coffee and a croissant. I threw on one of Kaia's shorts,  a belly sweatshirt, and headed to Starbucks. When I got there, I noticed a familiar head, making their order. Is this him? Maybe he has a twin-, I thought. But my thoughts were cut off as the man came up to me and said, "Hey, Jas!" Just when I thought I could hide from this man, here he is.

I look him up and down quick and realize his clothing is very revealing. He was wearing a thin, white muscle shirt with tight grey jogger shorts that showed every detail of his lower half. Every. Damn. Detail.

Anthony's Outfit:

I realized that I was staring and not replying and snapped back to reality. I'd realized that he'd been eyeing me up and down.

"Hey, Ant! What's up?" This was the Starbucks that Kaia worked at, she noticed how I tensed up around him.

"Nothing much, just grabbing some coffee. Wanna head to the theater together?" Anthony asked. I silently shrugged and agreed. Kaia gave me the biggest grin and a huge thumbs up as we were leaving. God, I hope he didn't see that. As we were walking, I noticed he kept bumping into me. I wanted to say something or do something, but I acted like I didn't notice. What an idiot.

Anthony's POV

I felt like I needed some extra energy today, so I went to Starbucks after my daily morning run. Great. Idea. When I got there, the barista was flirting with me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that she wasn't beautiful, because she was; but I just didn't feel anything, which was weird because I usually liked it when pretty girls flirt with me. I was doing my order when the barista said, "Oh, hey girl! The usual?" No answer. I turned to see who I was and staring at me, frozen in her tracks, was the beautiful woman, Jasmine. Thinking it was awkward that we were just standing there, staring at each other. I walked up to her and said hi. I noticed that she wasn't replying and that her eyes were slowly drifting up and down my body. This made me so damn happy, I could burst.

I looked at her and realized her clothing wasn't far from mine. She wore a purple crop top that revealed a bit more than just cleavage and black jean shorts that gripped every curve. I nearly fainted and my breathing got heavy. When I looked back up, I realized her gaze had shifted to my face. God, her eyes, her smile. She's so perfect...She replied and I asked if she wanted to walk to the theater together. She agreed and as we were walking out, I noticed the barista give her a thumbs up and a smile. That's a good sign, right? As we were walking to the theater, I kept bumping into her as we walked. She breathed in like she was going to say something but remained silent. Shit! Shit! Did I fuck it up? Is she mad at me for bumping into her so much?

While we were walking up to the theater, I realized what I was wearing was not appropriate for work. After all, I was still in my jogging clothing. Luckily, my house was just up the block on the way to the theater.

"Hey, I have to change, my house is just up right here. If you want, you can come and wait for me? We have an hour before we have to get to the theater."

"Okay.", she replied. When we got into the house, I showed her to the couch and jumped in the shower. I quickly forgot that she was here and started singing. When I got out I grabbed a towel, loosely wrapped it around my waist, and headed to the kitchen for a snack. Only one problem, Jas was in the living room waiting. I ran downstairs and froze in my tracks, as did she.

"Sorry," I said, "I took so long in the shower I forgot you were here..." Shit that sounds like I don't even have the care to remember where she is. Cmon Ant, do better.

"It's fine," she said, composing herself, "just hurry or we'll be late." I ran off and finished getting ready. Major problem: I had zero clue what to do with my hair. I rushed down the steps, this time dressed.

"I need your help," I said. "I don't have a clue on what to do with my hair." She glanced at the time and waved me over to the couch. She grabbed the brush and scrunchies that I gave her and went to work on my hair as I sat between her legs. She accidentally pulled my hair and then gasped. It took me a while to realize, that she had gasped because I'd just moaned. WHY. THE FUCK. WOULD YOU MOAN. YOU IDIOT.

"I-" I started. I didn't know what to say, but I knew something would roll out of my mouth. What I didn't expect, was for her to cut me off by saying, "It's fine." I noticed her legs shaking a bit, Great. Now she's laughing at you. (idea from KatrinaKamel )

Jasmine's POV

As I'm sitting on his couch, I keep an eye on the time. The one thing he isn't gonna do, is make me late. I noticed water starting to run and after I while, I heard him riffing about in the shower. I laughed a little, aww, he's singing in the shower.. I realized that I had imagined the two of us singing in the shower, together. I snapped back to reality when I heard the shower go off. Then it happened. He ran down the steps, half naked. I think this was the first time I'd ever seen him completely shirtless. He'd always worn at least a wife beater if anything. A part of me told me it wouldn't be the last. I, yet again, realized that I was staring and composed myself. He apologized, ran up the steps and minutes later, ran back down with a brush and scrunchies in his hands, this time fully dressed. Nooo, go back to being half naked with water droplets running down your muscular body..

I've learned that all of me wanted him but something held me back. I snapped back in to be able to hear the last of his sentence, "I don't have a clue on what to do with my hair." I waved him over to the couch, slightly spread my legs, and patted the ground in front of me. He sat down and I started on his hair. I fought with the brush and when I pulled, he moaned. Holy shit. I gasped. I didn't know how to respond. I think it took him a while to realized that he'd just moaned and when he realized, he immediately turned and said, "I-". I interrupted him, told him it was fine, and went back to doing my hair, laughing a bit. Anthony Ramos Martinez just fucking moaned at me, I've gotta tell Groff and the girls about this.