In Between

Part 2 - Late Night Talking

After a couple of nights in Malibu, where you're going to spend your next three months at, it was time for a sweet night out. Your closest friends obviously aren't here but it wasn't difficult to find some old friends or people you know to go out with. If anything, nothing's stopping you from having fun on a Saturday night. And indeed, the night was a blast. Loud music, unlimited drinks, shots, dancing, laughter, anything that you could ask for.

You weren't even sure what time it was exactly when the Uber driver brought you back to the house. What you knew for sure was that you spotted Robert at the balcony and he spotted you, too. The eye contact lasted for a few seconds, that felt so good especially in this dark lighting. A little head nod from him made you believe that he invited you over, or at least that's what you wanted to think that he did.

And of course you did. You carefully unlocked the door with the spare keys you have and slowly walked up the stairs. For some reason your heartbeat was getting higher and higher the closer you came to his floor. You and your dad are sharing the first floor and Robert's alone on the second one. When you reached his floor, he was waiting for you inside, not in the balcony where he previously was.

"How was your night?" he simply asks.

"Very fun, thank you for asking. How about yours?" you answer as calmly as you can.

"It was tiring enough to make me drink by myself at this time" he jokes.

His arms are hanging next to his body, one of them is in his pocket loosely and the other one is holding a short glass which seems to have whiskey inside of it.

"Did you have a date or something?" you narrow your eyes.

"No, why would you think that?" he seems confused.

"I don't know, maybe because you're all dressed up and it's significantly late" you chuckle.

He's wearing a total black outfit, very elegant and very expensive looking. Your eyes mainly capture his tie, which is shinier than the rest of the clothes, truly beautiful.

"This is just how I dress" he smiles slightly.

"I'll keep that in mind from now on" you nod.

"You'll keep my clothes in mind?" he smirks and lifts his glass to take a sip.

"Why not? I've just started getting to know you, every detail helps" you shrug innocently.

"That's fair" he replies, "do you want to join me out there? Only if you can handle any more alcohol for tonight of course" he suggests after a little pause.

"It's not the alcohol that I'm afraid of" you joke.

"Are you afraid of me?" he tilts his head, very confused.

"No, definitely not, I meant my dad. I don't want to wake him up, he has to go to work tomorrow" you explain.

"Why would you even worry about that? Your dad is on a whole different floor. Are you that loud, Tori?" he asks and runs his tongue over his lower lip.

"Depends on the context" you answer.

Apparently he likes your answer, judging by the smile that appears on his face after you speak. His good mood and discreet laughter make you also smile and show your enjoyment.

"You don't have to worry about that tonight. Follow me" he suggests and starts walking.

You exhale deeply once his eyes aren't on you to get rid of all the tension that has risen inside of you. This man is so hot and the fact that it's late at night and you've consumed a fair amount of alcohol doesn't help with keeping your urges under control. Thankfully, the fresh air that hits your face helps with reducing some of the heat you were feeling.