Holy fuck. My heart picked up as I saw Ayesha. She looked sexy as hell. I bit my lip as I stared her body down.
I then looked up at her face and saw her blushing.
"You look beautiful." I said.
She smiled.
"Thank you. You don't look to bad yourself." She said.
I aligned brushed invisible invisible dust off my shoulders.
"I know I try." I said jokingly, cuasing her to giggle.
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I took her hand in mine and led her out of the apartment. She turned and locked the door. We then walked to the elevator. Ayesha walked ahead of me, and I couldn't help but stare at her butt. It wasn't the biggest but it most definitely the smallest.
Let's just say it's exactly how I liked it.
Yes I have an ass type. I'm a man.
Ayesha and I stepped into the elevator. We were both quiet.
"Where are we going?" She asked. "So eager aren't we." I said.
She giggled.
"Well I gotta know because for all I know you could be kidnapping me." She said with a smirk.
I chuckled.
"Yeah babe. I'm kidnapping you." I said.
She gasped and laughed.
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"That's so mean!" I exclaimed while laughing.
He chuckled.
"Seth deserved. He fricking locked me out the house till my parents got home and that was 2 in the morning. And it was winter." He said.
I chuckled.
"Okay but really taking all his clothes." I said while laughing.
He chuckled.
"Okay so enough about me. I wanna know more about you." He said.
I smiled.
"Well you already know my name and age what's more to know." I said.
"More." He stated.
I chuckled.
"Well I'm an immigrant. I was born in Toronto Canada. I came down here when I was about 13." I stated.
"So you're an alien." He said jokingly.
I glared at him playfully. He chuckled.
"What else?" He asked. "Well I'm in culinary school. I've always wanted to open up my own restaurant." I stated.
He nodded.
"So you're taking cooking lessons basically." He said. "Well yeah, but I've always known how to cook thanks to my mom and dad. The school just helps me more." I said.
He nodded.
"When did you start fighting?" I asked. "When I was 15." He said.
I gasped.
"So young?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah I mean. I'm a church boy but you know low key I had to fight people that tried to mess with me." He said.
I nodded.
"Are you trying to not be you know regular?" I asked in a hushed tone. "Yes is it obvious?" He asked.
I giggled.
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Stephen and I were now walking to the elevator in my building.
We got to my elevator.
"Um do you want to come up?" I asked. "Um I don't think I should, because right now I'm afraid I might do something." He said truthfully.
I blushed and smirked.
"Well why don't you." I said flirtatiously.
His eyes widened. I heard the elevator doors open. I was then pushed into it and lips slammed to mine.
