Little Did I Know

Chapter one

Emma

"Holy fucking cheese balls!" I exclaimed just as I turned around and my eyes landed on a group of five insanely attractive boys walking into the bar.

"What do they put in the water here?! How is that possible?"

"How is what possible?" my girlfriend asked following my line of sight.

My eyes were still fully trained on them. I mean, come on! Extremely fit, good-looking guys walking into a bar – you cannot not look their way. I felt like there was some hidden bar-jokes just waiting to be unleashed in my mind.

The moment her jaw dropped; I knew she saw what I saw. Her head snapped back faster than you could say "Thank you, Jesus Christ!"

I gave her the look – you know the one where you slowly nod your head with a smirk playing on your lips like you're in on the same secret. And the secret here being five way too good looking guys in our proximity. However, there may just be one teeny tiny issue – they looked waaay too young for us. We didn't exactly want a Mrs. Robinson incident on our hands. Hold up, you weren't even talking with them. Hold your horses.

"Holy shit!" Amalia said, while grabbing her drink and taking a long sip.

Suddenly, my mouth was also parched. Phew!

"I know, right! Geez, Berlin is apparently where all the good-looking guys are hidden," I said. My cheeks were quickly feeling flushed. I raised my hands to feelmy hopefully-not-red cheeks, but sure enough the blood was definitely pumping andconcentrating on giving my fair skin a nice shade of colour.

"How old do you think they are?" she asked while stealing glances in their direction. No shame, I did the same thing, because holy hell they were too gorgeous not to look at. I mean, the smirks constantly playing on theirlips should be enough of a reason to at least spent a couple seconds ofappreciation.

"I really want to say old enough," I answered with a wiggle of my eyebrows.

Amalia gave my shoulder a hard shove and laughed loudly, "Oh my god, Emma."

"Sorry, not sorry," I said. 

"I mean, can you honestly say that you wouldn't consider jumping on the opportunity if it came knocking. And by it, I of course mean one of them," I said pointing at each one of them in turn as discretelyas possible. Spoiler: it really wasn't. My glance once again steered in the direction of the boys' boisterous talking and laughing. They really knew how to fill up a space and demand attention in a short amount of time.

"And by jumping on the opportunity, I mean," I said as I not so subtlety made a crude motion with my hands down south.

Amalia couldn't help but laugh. "You're not exactly subtle. I know what you mean, don't you worry."

I couldn't really help where my thoughts went, because it had been a while since I'd gotten some action between the sheets. There was that one guy a couple months ago. No, wait that was actually... oh my god, it's been over half year or maybe more.

I tried stealing one more glimpse at them. Maybe it wasn't so much as a glimpse but more of a turning my whole body in their direction and ogling them. My eyes took in each of them, one more hotter than the other, if that was even possible. Not really.

My eyes landed on one with brown almost black hair, I couldn't really tell from this distance. Every time he laughed or just moved a bit, his hair bounced perfectly and seemed to be getting into his dark mysterious eyes. I wondered to myself, how would it feel like to run my fingers through it? Those thick, dark strands of hair were practically begging to be pulled at. It looked like they could take it.