Love 'verses' Me

Chapter 8

Come to me quietly,

Confess your worst fears.

Talk to me about the things you love;

Let me be the one to wipe away your tears.

Give me a chance to discover the paths

Over which your mind muses

Let me worship your soul

Let me kiss away all your bruises.

I know you don't need a prince charming

To help you fight your demons

But I want to be the one to not let

Anyone hurt you without any reason.

- Dave

Dave

I was nervous that'll be an understatement. I sit here in my room with a big grin on my face thinking about the fun we had. I stand up and walk to the living room. I go to my couch where I had put a small bag which contains some memorable moments I won't ever forget.

We talked about our professions and I told her how much I loved playing piano. She was surprised at first and said, "Well I thought you might be one of the guys with an electric guitar but since you read I can handle that."

"What do you mean by 'you read'?"

"I mean there are very less guys I know who read and then I met you who were so handsome that I thought you might be a jerk or something because you know it seems like a law that the boy who is utterly hot and sexy might either be a jerk or gay."

I sat there spell bounded. I ignored the part where she thought I was a jerk; I was stuck on the words which she used to describe me. Handsome. Utterly hot. Sexy. Damn it! She never ceases to amaze me. I coughed a little and took a sip of my coffee. I looked at her from under my eyelashes and oh god! She was blushing so hard and was pretending to read the menu again.

"Ashley?" I said and she jerked as if I broke into her deep thoughts or should I say deep attention given to the menu.

"Yes?" she replied still blushing.

"I seriously feel the most handsome man on this planet because you said so."

Her eyes bulged. Her cheeks grew a darker shade of red and oh god! Her lips parted. I wanted nothing else but to kiss the hell out of her at that point. To avoid any embarrassing move I started to drink my coffee again and simultaneously asked about her hobbies.

"Well obviously I am an avid reader and I love to dance."

"Wow! You dance? That's cool! Have you learned it or just like that?"

"Well. Do not judge me! I love hip hop and contemporary dance styles. I've taken classes of them and I often sway a little while making food for myself but nowadays I do not get enough time to polish my moves."

Holy shit! She danced. And she knew hip hop. That makes her so much more attractive. I would like to see wild side of Ashley rather than just flushed girl sitting across me.

"Well Ashley, I'd love to see your ass swaying at the sound of my piano." Oh my god! This was such a pervert thing to say.

Her cheeks which became normal just a moment ago became crimson red again and her lips oh god they're perfect shade of pink. They looked delicious. Those full lips were parted once again and I wanted to straddle her now.