Angel Next Door

Play Fighting

*Friday night*

"Alright when I say go, throw your arm like you've punched me." He stands with his feet firmly planted, chin angled towards me, "ok...go!" I fling my fist out barely skimming by his chin, quickly he grabs my arm spinning me until my back is pinned flat against his chest. His chuckle in my ear sends shivers all over my body.
"Good job, you could be in a movie." He laughs releasing me and stepping away. Before he can get too far; I grab him by the shoulders, spin us both until his back is pinned against the wall with barely any space between us.
"How was that?" I smirk raising my eyebrow. He stands there wide-eyed, "pretty good. But I'm better." His eyes twinkle, a small devilish smile spreads across his lips.
Before I know what's happening, he has me by my hips shoving me onto the bed and climbing on top of me, "told ya" he smirks down at me as I stare up at him blankly.
His breath washes over my lips in his closeness, I bite my lip as he suddenly leans in slightly closer. God please kiss me, I mentally beg him.
Someone picks that exact moment to need his attention as his phone goes off, he slides off me while tugging his phone from his back pocket.
His conversation goes:
"Hello"
"Oh hey, how's it going?"
"Yeah I know of her."
"Oh wow that's awesome, I'd love to work with her!"
"Yea I can be back by Monday. Thanks I appreciate it."
"Ok bye."

He has barely hit the 'End' button, before he fills me in on the conversation I missed; his agent has booked an audition that seems to be perfect for Evan. A new movie called Adult World that will also be starring Emma Roberts. He has to be back in L.A. by Monday so that means he will have to leave early Sunday morning.

He hugs me tight, our earlier moment forgotten.
"Let's get some food I'm starving." He smiles while he tugs me to the kitchen.

*Saturday, 12pm*

"Baaaaaaaabe, you're so gonna miss"
"I will not miss cause I have laser focus" we are bowling on the Wii, I'm beating him, and Evan is trying to mess up my game.
"I bet I can make you miss with a single touch." He gloats. I simply shake my head lining up my shot. My concentration on the TV prevents me from noticing Evan has walked up behind me until I feel something soft and slightly wet against my pulse point on my neck.
Wait a minute, soft and wet; in a split second I realize Evan has just placed his lips against my neck.
My brain short circuits, my pulse begins to race, my breath hitches and my sweaty palm drops the controller mid swing. The ball rolls cleanly into the gutter.
Evan Peters, my best friend who I want more than anything on this planet, just kissed my neck. Holy crap!
I turn to face him. "Told ya." He chuckles as he moves around me to begin his turn. My skin tingles from his touch.

*Later that night*

I lay in bed staring at Evan brushing his teeth in my bathroom. He's distractingly shirtless; my fingers scream to run trails down his chest or back. He's oblivious to my ogling him, he just throws his head back to gargle, giving me a delicious view of his throat.
I imagine sucking and biting kisses along his smooth skin, him moaning my name softly, my hand creeping low on his body to his-"sorry we have to call it a day so early babe. I wish my flight wasn't leaving at 8 tomorrow" he apologizes, completely unaware of what dirty thoughts he was starring in just now.
"No problem babe. I totally understand." I'm surprised my voice sounds even remotely normal.
He climbs in beside me then pulls me into being the small spoon wrapping himself around me, his warmth envelops me like a second skin and I find myself instantly dozing.

The last thing I hear before sleep pulls me under is Evan saying how glad he is that we got to spend this time together.