In the following week Ellie and I met up almost every day. We went on walks and dinner. We had great conversations and there wasn't one second where I wished for it to be over. I always feel so much around her. She also slept at my house again. This time she stayed in my bed from the beginning and I held her the entire night. It felt so right and like it is what I am meant to do. I want it every night. I want this woman by my side for the rest of my life. She is the one, I can feel it. Even though we had such a great time and there always is some kind of flirty atmosphere, we still didn't kiss. I just feel like she isn't ready and I don't want to put pressure on her because I can't wait. I can wait and I care about her enough to give her more time.
Today is the day where Ellie will finally moves into her apartment. The furniture department brought everything there and most of the stuff is ready but there is still a bit to build up. I know she looked forward to this day which is understandable. She has been living in a hotel room for almost three weeks. She asked me to help her and of course I said yes. The more time I can spend with her the happier I am. I go to her new apartment at noon so we had the entire afternoon to get everything ready. She indeed doesn't live far away from me which is pretty cool. I can always just visit her. I just have to walk around 10 minutes. Even on my way there I already smile. I can't wait to see her again even though I saw her yesterday. I go up the stairs to her apartment in the third floor. I immediately ring at the door. I wonder what she looks like today. It doesn't matter. She always looks great. Then she opens the door.
"Hi." I say. That stupid smile is on my face again. Ellie indeed looks great. Her hair is a bit messy and she is wearing an oversized white T-shirt and some jeans. She is also wearing her glasses again which I love. It's such a simple look but it's enough to make me fall in love even more.
"Hi. Come on in." She opens the door more and guides me in with her hand. I still don't take my eyes off of her. She is so beautiful. I love her hair like this. These hair strands that are hanging out of her bun next to her ears are making her look so cute.
"Lost the contacts again?" I chuckle referring to her glasses.
"No, I just remembered that you liked the glasses." She smiles. She did this for me?
"I do. You look great."
"I look messy."
"You look amazing." I say again.
"I've been doing some stuff already but I need your help with the bed and the closet." She says. I look around in the living room and kitchen area which we are in right now. It looks cool here and everything seems to be ready.
"You did all that?" I ask.
"No, the people from the furniture department did most of it." She says. "Come on. I'll show you the bedroom." She says in a more flirty voice. I'm used to her flirting by now and it doesn't make me that nervous anymore.
"I would love to see your bedroom." I say with a cheeky smile.
"Would you tho? I'm sure you wouldn't after you've seen it." She laughs and shows me the way to the bedroom. She opens the door and I see all the boxes and packed up parts of the bed and the closet.
"You still like my bedroom?" She jokingly asks. I would like it much more with build up furniture and me and her in bed together but I don't say that.
"It just needs a bit of shaping but that is what I'm here for today." I say instead of the dirty thoughts in my head. I hate when they come up. I don't want to think about sex that much.
"Did you do something like this before?"
"Yes." I nod.
"Okay then you are the expert and the boss. Just tell me what to do." This sentence doesn't help with my dirty thoughts at all. I still try to push it away.
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