Inevitable Affection

Chapter 4

*Josh's POV*

We probably won't see each other for another week, because we still have to run errands before flying out to Berlin to promote Mockingjay Part 2. We're still standing on my porch, with my hands on her waist, and her hands on my neck. How long have I been staring at her? Her eyes are a soft shade of blue, and her mascara is smudged under her eyes because of the sweat. I then look back and forth from her eyes and her parted lips. It feels as if we've been standing here for an eternity.

I then look down at the ground confused at myself.

Why do I always get a pit in my stomach every time she approaches me. Or when she calls me "babe", I feel my face heating up? Also, when she touches me, my heart beats as if it's about to pop out of my chest. This has been going on for years, and ever since we met... Although, the "babe" thing just started recently, and I really don't mind at all. I smile to myself, but then soon wipe the grin before Jen asks me why I'm smiling.

I then snap back to reality, feeling childish for my feelings and take my hands off her waist and put my hands on her shoulders. "I'll see you, okay?" I give her a friendly too stiff smile. Only as quick as my smile disappeared, she then became expressionless while her eyes skimmed my whole face. That escalated quickly. She then puts her hands back to her side and takes a step back, and now is at arms length away from me. She smiles, and says "goodbye" way too casually. Jen tries to walk away to her Cadillac, until I can only see the back of her blonde bob, I then turn and grab her arm. "Wait." I say shutting my eyes. I cannot let her walk away like this, I have to say something else. She then turns around. "What do you want." She says a bit quiet. "Are you okay?" I say with tenderness. "I'm fine, are you going to go into your house or not?" She snaps. I put my hands up with mocking defense. She then raises her eyebrow and puts her hands on her hips. Wow, she looks so cute when she's angry. I look down and laugh to myself.

"If you want to tell me something, then tell me. Alright?" I say smiling. "What are you smiling at?!" She then crosses her arms and rolls her eyes, and after a few moments I reply. "Do you really want to know?" I say raising my eyebrows. "Yes, I do." She says. "Well, you look cute when you're angry." I say. "Oh, so you think it's cute when I'm pissed?" She spits. "Well if you think everything I do is funny then I'll go and spend the rest of the day by myself." She sasses and tries to walk away; I grab her hand. "I'm kidding, come back here. Now tell me what's up."

After a few seconds, she says wounded. "Well, we were having a moment together, and you just pulled away abruptly without saying, and for some reason I thought you weren't going to miss me." She says quietly. "You know how much you mean to me. Of course I will miss you." I say sincerely, I then take each hand and entangle my hands in hers. She looks at me expressionless again. I really wish I knew what she was thinking... I always wonder what is going on in that head of hers.

After about a while she replies with one word. "Okay." Oh, thank god, woman are so hard to convince. I let out a secret sigh of relief. She then smiles sweetly, and kisses me on the cheek; I feel my face burning up. "Awww, you're blushing." She notices. Which makes me burn up even more, so I look to the ground embarrassed hoping it'll wear off soon. She then embraces me which catches me off guard. Then without thought I wrap my arms around her. She then whispers in my ear, "Will you come over, please?" I then whisper in her ear, "How about my place this time." I reply.

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*Jennifer's POV*

We're sitting at the kitchen dining table eating chocolate popsicles. "Let's go out somewhere." I blurt. "Okay, where?" He says smiling. "Well... We haven't been to a club in a while..." I smile widely. "Uh uh, no. That will attract media attention, and tomorrow morning we'll be all over the tabloids." He says. "Well, I just wanted to go out dancing and have a few shots, unless you had something else in mind?" I lift my brow. He then laughs and starts shifting in his seat. Why do I like making him feel uncomfortable? I laugh to myself.