The one I shouldn't fall for

Why?

Why have I decided that I'll take in Jamie's convict friend? Why have I thought that this is a good idea? Why am I so scared right now? Jamie text me ten minutes ago to let me know he's picked up his friend that he 'owes a favour' and they're on there way back so they should be here soon which is scaring me even much. My nerves have gotten the better of me and I've cleaned up a lot, I just couldn't help it. I feel the need to let this guy relax and get used to life being back on the outside so I've decided that tomorrow I will take him food shopping so that we can both decide on food for the flat because it's not fair if I just buy loads of stuff that I like without consulting him. I'm pretty nervous about meeting this Scott person although Jamie has told me so much about him and he seems like a really cool guy I'm not going to allow that for me to out my guard down because after all I still don't know why he was imprisoned in the first place. I'm also doing a good deed by allowing Jamie's friend so stay here and I know that it will help me with the rent, etc. so I'm just going to have to deal with it.
I hear the buzz of the door and without contemplating I just let it up because I could hear Jamie in the mic. I decide that I will go to the kitchen and put the kettle on, moments later I see the door opening and I can hear the two of them laughing and joking coming in.
"Where are you Rach?" Jamie quizzes,
"Kitchen" I reply,
I hear footsteps getting closer so I think that they could be coming to greet me in here although I could be wrong. They are. Jamie walks in first revealing his smiley face looking cheery before I see my new room mate who is very familiar. To be honest, a little too familiar.
"Rachael this is Michael" Jamie introduces,
I have to act like I don't know him and I know he's trying to process the same,
"Hiya Michael, how are you?" I ask,
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm tired" he chuckles,
"Jamie you make the tea and I'll show Michael to his room" I smile while walking out of the kitchen and hearing footsteps behind me I know he's close. we get to the spare room and I let him in, showing him wardrobes, drawers and of course a bed,
"You can stay here as long as you want. It's £250each month for rent and we can either go half and half or just get our own individual food, etc. it's just up to you" I smile,
"I never knew you were Jamie's sister" he states,
"I never knew you were Jamie's pal" I reply,
the both of us are trying to whisper and failing miserably but it's a good attempt,
"We keeping it from him?" He asks,
"I think it's best for just now" I smile as I go to walk out of the room and he slaps my arse. Some things never change. He follows me back into the kitchen where we meet Jamie and sit at the breakfast bar drinking tea before Jamie announces that he's going on a date so he needs to go.
After he leaves I clean up, washing the cups and putting them away. When I turn back around he's there, so close. His breathing is strong and his eyes haven't left mine for the past few minutes,
"Jamie's left" he states,
"You're very good at staring the obvious" I laugh,
he places a hand at either side of me so that I'm kind of trapped in his posture but not in an intimidating way, in a hot, sexual way.
"Come with me" I smile,
I take his hand and lead him out of the kitchen and into the living room where I put my shoes on,
"Why are you putting shoes on?" He asks,
"We need to do the food shop" I state,
"You had me there Watson" he laughs,
"I know" I smirk before leading him out of the apartment and heading to my car.
When we get to the shop it's weird because we agree on most things and like the same things until it comes to salt and vinegar crisps or naked beans. Big no no from me.
We get home and we decide to order a take away since it's his first night back and I head to my room to get changed into my pyjamas. I hear my door open as I turn around and see him standing there in only a very tight, very white pair of Calvin Klein boxers. Wow. I forgot how beautiful he was. In the past few months he's gotten more ripped, muscular, tattoos and just overall hot. For a moment I forgot I was gawking at him and I was only in my underwear which I'm so glad I chose to wear a matching pair today, a very sexy one may I add. I grab a towel from the bottom of my bed and cover myself in it.
"If I take off an item of clothing will you?" He asks,
"How long were you away for?" I ask,
"Seven months" he sighs,
Without giving it a second thought I walk towards him and grab him before pushing him onto the bed. He sighs with anticipation and I can tell he's been waiting on this. I drop my towel and his eyes start to frantically wander like at any moment I'm going to cover up again which is cute but I'm definitely not going to. He's basically begging me to do this so I'm partly doing us both a favour.
I can easily say that's the best sex I've ever had. The lust and the passion was just unbelievable, I had no idea sex could be that amazing. When the delivery driver finally comes we end up getting it for free since it took over an hour and a half to get here which is fair enough and I never knew sex could last that long either, he's like a time/sex God. We then spread out on the corner couch so that my head is on his lap while we watch his choice of TV, talk and eat. I can feel him slowly let his guard down and start to get comfortable which is what I like to see because after all this is now not just my home but his too.