JAYCE POV
I knock on the door of her apartment then wait anxiously for her answer. When she doesn't, I knock again and still... nothing.
Inside I can hear the blasting sounds of heavy rock playing. There's no way she's gonna be able to hear me.
I fiddle with the keys in my hand and finally decide that surely, she wouldn't mind. The second I walk in those keys drop forgotten on the floor as the door swings closed behind me.
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I have never seen such a mouth-watering sight than the one before me.
It's Amelia, in a pair of SMALL Laura Jane booty shorts and a navy-blue sports bra. Her hair is tied into a messy bun with small tendrils floating down to her neck.
Sweat drips down the crevices and curves of her stomach as she vigorously slams into the punching bag.
I'm drooling, I just know it. I don't think I have ever been as horny as I am right now.
She doesn't appear to have noticed me, so I slowly creep closer.
"Hey Jayce" she says, immediately proving my thoughts wrong.
I jump a bit and begin stuttering, mortified that I was caught ogling. She doesn't really seem to care though as she turns around, grabs a towel from the couch, wipes her face and neck before sculling half a water bottle.
Jesus Christ I wanna be that water bottle
I blush at my own thoughts and start coughing like a lunatic.
Once I've calmed down I look back at Amelia with red cheeks and see she's now leaning against her couch watching me, amused.
"What are you doing here?"
My mouth flaps open and shut like a fish out of water. Is it hot in here? I feel hot.
She tilts her head at my apparent new life as an idiot and her lips inch up just a tad. Well I'm glad she's amused by my absolute wreck.
"Suddenly lost the ability to speak there, handsome?"
My eyes bulge out of my head at her pet name. Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD.
Does she think I'm handsome?
"I- uh- umm"
She nods her head dramatically, "very thrilling conversation we're having, huh?"
"uh I just- um, I was just-"
She bites back her smile but seems to be failing as she watches me blubber on like a newborn.
"Did you need something? Is there any emergency or...?"
My head snaps up from where I was watching her legs and my entire neck and face now resemble a tomato patch."
"Uh... why- why would there be an, um, an emergency?"
She raises a brow whilst releasing her hair from its bun to fall down across her shoulders. "Hmmm maybe because you used the emergency key?"
I cough again, unable to tear my eyes from the way her skin shines and her hair brings focus to her chest, which I will NOT look at cause my mumma raised a gentleman.
"oh, um yeah, I just um– yeah no there's no emergency."
She finishes fluffing her hair and gifts me that small, infinitesimal smile that I absolutely adore, and my knees almost give out.
"Well, I was going to order some Nando's for lunch later, did you want anything?"
"Um, sure, supremo please?"
She nods her head and stands up straight, walking to her phone on the kitchen bench. If I thought her front side was mouth-watering, her backside should be fucking illegal. Is she trying to kill me?
"Um... you're not- you're not gonna put a shirt on?"
She turns back to me from where she's dialling the number and furrows her eyebrows, "why? do I need to?"
I blush EVEN MORE if it's humanly possible, "I mean, no, but..."
Her voice grows cocky and I just KNOW she is extremely entertained by the show I am putting on. Damn, I just started getting confident around her and then she had to show up half-naked and knock me from my high-horse.
"Half naked bodies don't really bother me." She shrugs, "It's just skin."
I scratch the back of my neck, "I mean I guess so, but it really doesn't take you off guard at all?"
She places the phone to her ear and replies, now fully turned back to me, "nope. Seen it all before."
My eyes widen, WOW she really did just say that to me. Not letting the possessive side of me fully out I try to reply as nonchalant as I can, "oh really? Should I just whip my dick out then?"
Nonchalant DID NOT WORK. FUCKS SAKE JAYCE.
She actually slaps a hand across her mouth and I can hear the muffled huff of laughter. Fantastic, the first laugh I have ever heard from Sunshine and it's about my dick.
When her hand comes down, she is sucking in her cheeks to avoid laughing. Then, smiling, she walks over to me and places a hand to my shoulder and faces me to say, "I was referring to gym classes. You know, sparring against half-naked guys." She actually has the audacity to peer down at my tented jeans and looking back at me so seductively I might blow in my pants, "but I like where your minds at."
With that rocket launcher of a statement, she pats my shoulder and walks down the hall. Faintly I hear her call go through and she begins to place our order.
I waddle to the bathroom, to somehow figure a way out of my predicament whilst simultaneously trying desperately to not think about the fact Amelia just insinuated we should have sex.
FUCK.
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HAHAHAHA i have no clue what came over me when i wrote that final part but oh well its both cringey and funny so i reckon i'll keep it
And a double-whammey on Jayce's POV!
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