Jay's POV
I groaned, lifting my head up slowly. "Agh..." I seemed to be in a bedroom. I had new jeans on and a clean grey t-shirt.
Alex came out of the bathroom, wrapped in only a towel.
Holy fuck.
"Oh, you're up..." Her eyes looked me up and down before she walked into the closet.
"Where am I?" I swung my body around, putting my feet on the floor. I rubbed my head where Avon hit me.
Alex came out standing in front of me, she was wearing grey sweat pants and a black tank top, with her up in a messy bun.
"Avon put you in my room for a few nights..." She sat down next to me, her eyes filled with concern.
"I'm okay." I said looking up at her.
Our eyes locked together.
God she's beautiful...
I leaned in, kissing her softly. She hesitated before kissing me back, before I knew it her arms were wrapped around my neck.
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Alex's POV
Holy shit, what's happening. This is not supposed to be happening.
I ran my hands through his hair as his tongue swirled with mine. His hands ran up my legs gripping my thighs a quiet moan escaped my lips.
I pulled away, breathing heavily. "Jay..." My voice full of pity.
He nodded understanding, then stood up, "I'm going to go take a shower." His voice was quiet.
I watched him walk into the bathroom, feeling guilty.
What am I doing? I wanted that...
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Jay's POV
Big mistake. Jay now it's going to be awkward good job.
Getting undressed I stepped into the shower. The bathroom was almost the size of an actual bedroom... I washed my hair and other shower activities before hopping out.
I found a light green towel, wrapping it around my waist. Leaning against the counter I looked into the mirror. I traced my fingers around the purple and black bruised that was formed on my temple from Avon
Sighing to myself, I opened the door walking out.
Don't fuck anything up.
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Alex's POV
I listened to some music while Jay was in the shower, thinking over a few things. Walking over to the bed, I pulled the king size black and white comforter up, then fluffed the pillows.
After about 20 minutes he walked out with just a towel on.
Holy fuck.
His crystal eyes looked me up and down. I felt my face turn hot before walking over to the bookshelf, tracing my fingers on the original titles.
That V line oh my.
"Like the view princess?" I heard his voice get louder as he approached me.
I turned my head as he stood behind me. Wrapping his hands slowly around my waist, my heart began racing. He lowered his lips to my ear, "Someone's nervous..."
I frowned, "No... I'm just wondering what the hell you're doing."
I felt his hands go under my shirt moving their way up my stomach "or what I can do."
I took a moment before realizing I was actually enjoying this, I shuddered at myself. Pushing him I walked off.
I went into my closet pulling out a pair of ripped jeans, and a black t-shirt. Along with Calvin Klein boxers and black vans.
"Here." I threw the stack of clothes on the bed, frustrated at getting my hopes up.
