Hudson POV
I need to stop thinking these things! He's just an old buddy from school that's staying here for a while. That's all.
Nothing more.
As much as I wanted to convince myself of that, I couldn't. He sure was cute. He was more than cute. The way his hair fell onto his forehead and the way his eyes met mine... Hell he was sexy.
I was really confused. I wanted to kiss him. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I pushed past him through the narrow doorway, my hand brushing his thigh as I went.
It only made me blush harder.
What if my hand had brushed something else...?
This time I literally slapped myself in the face for thinking that. My mom gave me a funny look before looking past me and asking when Andrew was.
I sighed and said upstairs.
"Can you go get him?" She asked, turning back around to the stove.
"Sure...." I droned out. Just as I was about to turn around and head upstairs, I felt a very comforting hand gently slap my butt.
It scared me but I knew who it was. It made me content knowing that it was him. But I was not about to show it. I quickly erased my happy little smile and blush and replaced it with a sharp glare. He just laughed and winked at me. My face was as red and as hot as a burning building.
I turned away and went to my mom who was making pancakes.
Pancakes at 4:00 pm, mom? Really?
I shook my head and helped her anyways.
After giving Andrew his pancakes, I watched him pour syrup on them. He got some on his finger (I think it was purposely to tease me) and looked me directly in the eyes while he seductively licked it off.
My face yet again was fire. I had to get away from him. I quickly ate my food, watching him every so often, and then ran upstairs before he was done.
I ran into my room and buried my face in my pillow. It was nice and cool in my room. It made me feel better. That is until those same hands started to trace lines down my back. I shivered at his touch.
"Ya know...it's not good to hold in your emotions..." Andrew said bluntly. I sat up and turned around to face him.
"Shut the door." I said. He got up and did so before pulling off his hoodie. His shirt was caught in his hoodie and it came up a little, exposing his toned torso. I caught myself staring and covered my face with my hands.
I could hear him moving around but I didn't move. Then I felt the bed dip down a couple feet away from me. It then dipped down closer and closer until he was right in front of me.
"Why won't you just kiss me already?" He asked quietly.
I dropped my hands from my face and looked at him. He was so perfect. And he knows what he does to me. He will take advantage of it.
He gently put his hands on my jawline and pulled me closer. His eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes, he leaned in and sealed the kiss.
It was suddenly as if nothing else mattered. His lips were on mine and I was okay with it.
His lips were so soft and a pale pink. I wouldn't mind kissing him all day.
He pulled back and licked his lips.
His eyes were brighter than they were before. Before they were dark and full of lust. Now they're content.
