amsterdam ( central cee )

7

I feel his stare glazing over me as I avoid his eyes, passing the blunt back to Alexia.

"Recover a little?" She asks with a smile. I shrug and smile back, Cench's presence making me tense.

"Sure... I had a good night of sleep. Uninterrupted." I shot him a barely noticeable glance and he's smirking like an idiot.

"I see you look nice."

"Thanks," I say and after Cench had a turn he passes it to me. I hate the way my body tingled when his fingers grazed mine. "I was just going to get my nails done."

Silence lingers and the rotation continues for one last time before the nub of the blunt gets flicked down the stairwell.

Alexia slaps her hands on her thighs with a drowsy smile. "Ight, Imma let you two lovebirds get to it. Cuz I have been awake for 24 hours now and I'm sleepy." She stands up, a little wobbly on her feet before smiling at us.

"Alright, talk to ya later," Cench says. They bump fists and when Alexia smiles at me I try to do the same back but I can't. I can feel my blood rising to my face, though I pretend not to notice. She pats my shoulder and walks away from us, into the corridor that led to our apartments.

Our eyes meet but I quickly turn away and walk toward the elevator. He follows and my mind is racing with the thought of what the fuck I'm supposed to do with him.

Of course, we have to wait for the elevator.

"Wagwan?"

"Huh?"

He comes closer to me until our shoulders are touching. "How are you, Hanne?"  He says like I should know his stupid lingo.

"I'm good."

"You mad at me?"

"No, the fuck?"

"It sure looks like it," he is smiling now, that smile that he knows gets me wet. Last night's memories make me shiver. The feeling of his body against mine, the warmth radiating from his body, the feeling of his lips against mine. I want it all. Right now.

"You're seeing it wrong." When I smile at him, I can see a change in his expression. The elevator dings and the doors swoosh open. I don't know why I'm relieved that it's empty.

"Lexi is just a friend, ya know?" He steps in and I follow.

"Okay?" 

"Ya can pretend not to care but I saw it."

"Saw what?"

"The way you looked at me." He hits the button, and as a consequence, his back is turned to me. I grit my teeth because he's driving me insane with his teasing. Does he even know what he's doing to me?

"Yeah... No... I dunno what you are saying."

I cross my arms over my chest and shrug. My stomach drops as we go down, he walks closer, and when he's close enough for our chests to touch, my breath lodges in my throat. 

He places his hand beside my head on the wall, holding himself steady.

"Ya don't?" He smirks and I can't breathe. "Hmm?" His voice is so smooth and soft that I can feel it buzzing on my flesh. His other hand reaches up and grabs my chin.

"I ain't fuckin done with ya, ya know." His tongue slithers over his bottom lip, and his eyes looking down at me are making me hot in the center.

"Well, I am."

I don't know why I said that.

His brows raise and he lets out a chuckle before he shakes his head. I close my eyes, waiting for him to finally kiss me and when he does, I whimper. A rush swipes through me and my breath hitches in my throat. He grunts against my lips and presses himself onto me. I feel him throb and I whimper again, wondering why he's already growing.