Damn, she's so perfect, she's trilingual and beautiful and so smart, where the hell has she been my whole life? We jam out to the music together and talk a bit more about random bullshit until we finally get to her apartment. I intend to walk her up to her room to keep her safe, something inside me feels possessive and protective.
"Do you mind if I walk you up? Just to be safe?" I ask with a small smile.
"Not at all. That's very gentlemanly of you, Henry." she smiles.
Not many people called me my full name but her saying it of all people, was music to these horny college boy ears. We walked up the stairs and towards her 3rd-floor apartment. "This one me," she said, turning towards me.
I want to kiss her beautiful lips so badly. "Thanks for walking me up" she thanked me in that soft beautiful voice.
"Of course. Anytime. I guess I'll get going. Have a nice night, Ade." I speak, slightly disappointed that our nice night had to end.
I turn to begin down the hallway to the stairs. "Henry, wait," she calls out.
I turn back to look at her. "Do you... Do you want to come in? I know the party's still going on at your house. Maybe you could stay the night y'know?" she asks.
I am stunned by her question, Does she want me to stay the night with her? I ain't passing on something so fucking good. "Sure, I'll stay," I speak, trying not to sound too desperate for her.
She nods and unlocks the apartment door as I am walking back to her. She opens the door and we walk in together. I immediately noticed how decorated her apartment is for a college student, the collage of framed playbills, the decorated kitchen, and just how clean it is. "Home, sweet, home," she says, hanging up her keys on a small hook by the door.
"Your apartment is really sweet." Smooth Turner so smooth.
I mentally facepalm myself for that comment. "Thanks, I put a lot of thought into it." she smiles as she pulls off the heels she was wearing with a groan, clearly they were uncomfortable for her.
"I'm going to change out of the uncomfortable dress quickly. Feel free to sit down and relax," she says as she makes her way into the back bedroom.
She pushes the door to her bedroom shut but it doesn't fully close, I can't help but stare through the crack of the door as she slips the dress off her body, dammit Turner you are a horny motherfucker. I try to avert my gaze but I can't because her body is just so mesmerizing. Damn, she's the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. I watch as she pulls a shirt on and some short shorts. Fuck... I don't know if I can handle myself any longer.
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Hockey Boy (Icebreaker: Henry Turner + OC)
RomanceAnother short story that I began at school and changed into something else. My best friend recently started reading Icebreaker and I have sneaked a couple of peaks and loved Henry's character. Summary: Popular Titans hockey jock Henry Turner meets...