Finding Love

Chapter 40

Becca's POV

"This...is where you live?".

I laugh at the look of disbelief on AJs face.

Smiling, I grab his hand in mine and gently pull him towards the front door. "I know you said you were wealthy but Becca...this ...this is a fucking hotel" He mumbles, and I laugh harder at him.

This is the first time AJ has ever been over, and his reaction is pure gold.

I decided today was the day he finally came over for two reasons. One, Lynn and Becca are watching some sports game back at the apartment, and keep yelling at the TV.

No thank you.

And two, Dad has gone to the warehouse all day for work. The days our dad leaves the house are rare. This- being able to have AJ over is a rare opportunity.

"Fuck" AJ whispers as we step into the foyer, and I try to bite back my amusement since I'm smiling so big it hurts.

AJ looks at me appalled. "What the fuck does your family do?".

I lead us over to the stairs. "We have a family business," I say simply, although I've told him twice now.

"Jesus" He looks around the foyer, and I snort, tugging at his arm. "Come on," I say, dragging his attention back as I pull him up the stairs.

He looks around with wide eyes as I lead him to my room. And when I step into my room, he stops in the doorway.

"You are never stepping foot inside our place after this" He announces, taking in my walk-in closet, and my queen-sized bed. I laugh to myself as I kick off my shoes.

"Not joking" He mumbles.

***

"You little cheater!" I snap at him, while all he does is laugh.

I scowl at him, throwing my cards down. "How did you win again? That makes it five to zero".

Me being zero.

AJ just smiles as he begins collecting the cards and shuffing them.

"I'm not even bad at cards-". AJ cuts me off by leaning closer to me. "I'm just better" He whispers.

I glare at him while he keeps shuffling the cards.

"Whatever". Rolling my eyes, I lie down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Laughing, he is on top of me seconds later, cupping my face in one of his hands, using the other to support himself.

"Sore loser?" He whispers teasingly, and I roll my eyes, knowing I am a sore loser. "It's not losing if you cheated," I tell him, trying not to lose my glare.

It's hard since his thumb begins to stroke my cheek. He hums. "And how did I cheat exactly?".

I narrow my eyes at him. "I don't fucking know- you just did".

AJ laughs once again, just as he leans down and presses a kiss to my lips.

I sigh, feeling all my anger disappear as his lips move against mine. I fist his shirt with my hands and try to pull him closer.

How a gentle kiss turned into a makeout session?- I don't know. It's a problem we commonly face.

We get carried away easily.

But I like it.

Fuck that- I love it.

Kissing was never that enjoyable for me. I never saw the appeal of it. But with AJ? I get it. I one hundred percent get it.