PAUL'S POV
I drove back to my apartment. I parked my car and got out. I unlocked the door to my apartment and walked in. I put my car keys on the table.
I went to my room. It was 6:30 and Nina is coming over at 7:00. I took my clothes off and took a shower. After my shower I put some jeans on with a black t-shirt.
I sat on my couch and turned on the tv. I got off my couch and went to the kitchen. I opened my cabinet and grabbed a bottle of bourbon. I poured it into a glass cup and sat back on my couch.
NINA'S POV
I put some legging and a t-shirt on. It was 6:50 so I grabbed my car keys. I can't believe I agreed to do this again. I'm only doing this because I want sex and I don't want a relationship.
I walked out of my apartment and locked the door. I walked to my car and got in. I started my car and started driving to his apartment.
I got there and I got out of my car. I walked up the stairs to his apartment. I knocked on the door. The door opened and I saw him smirking at me.
"Come in." He said. I walked inside his apartment. He walked over to the couch and sat on it. I looked at him confused. "I didn't come here to hangout, I came here to have sex." I said.
"Do you want a drink." He said and grabbed a bottle of bourbon. "I need a drink before I have sex with you." I said and he laughed. He poured two cups of bourbon and handed one to me.
We sat on the couch and drank. "Are you sure you want to do this Neens?" He asked. "Paul, it's just sex, I've had sex before, I'm sure I want to do this." I said.
"We're just friends with benefits." I said. "Yeah, just friends with benefits." He said. We finished our glasses of bourbon.
"Are you ready?" He asked. "Yeah." I said and he smirked at me. He started kissing my neck. He got off the couch and picked me up. "Paul, I could walk." I mumbled against his lips.
"I would rather carry you." He said. He kissed me as he walked to his bedroom. He opened the door and kicked it shut. I laughed against his lips.
He pinned me against the wall and started kissing my neck. "Mhm." I moaned as he kissed my neck. He ripped my shirt right down the middle.
"Paul! Why did you do that?" I asked. "To get your shirt off easier." He said. "You could have just pulled it over my head." I said.
He shut me up by kissing me. I grabbed his shirt and tried to rip it but I wasn't strong enough. He laughed and pulled it over his head.
