Angel Next Door

You and Me: Day 1

Your POV:
"Ow! Shit! Stupid pan!" Escapee biscuits skid across the wood floor, the pan they were originally from, lands with a deafening bang on the countertop where Evan heaves it.
I watch in amusement as Evan shoves his hand under the cold water, with a stream of profanities spewing in murmurs from his lips. A laugh I was trying so hard to stifle, finally breaks free upon seeing him give the stink eye to the discarded pan beside him.

His head drops between his shoulder blades, "how much did you see?" I join him at the sink turning off the water, "well let's put it this way, the biscuits are supposed to stay on the pan not the floor." He huffs a sigh shaking his head, "try to make my girlfriend breakfast, all I get is made fun of." Warmth spreads through my chest at the mention of me as his girlfriend.

I inspect the damage, "well the burn isn't to bad. I'm pretty sure you'll live." I place a small kiss to the burn area. His hand wraps around my hip, with a swift pull I'm between him and the counter.

"Hey gorgeous. Come here often?" He chuckles wiggling his eyebrows. Shaking my head, I lean in to peck his lips but he has other ideas.
His free hand tangles in my hair, his teeth gently tug my lower lip, I whimper tugging him closer by his shirt.

Suddenly I'm seated on the back of the couch with Evan between my legs, our tongues dance in a slow sensual rhythm. Kissing Evan is the best thing ever; his soft lips form perfectly around mine, one hand cups my jaw while the other holds me close in the middle of my back, my arms locked around his neck.
We pull apart to catch our breath, "I'm sorry about breakfast." Evan's cheeks turn an adorable slight reddish color. "It's ok babe, i can make us something." I peck him quickly hopping down and heading to the kitchen.

*Few Hours Later*

Partway through the movie we stopped watching, Evan's body is a firm, warm weight on top of me as he sucks on my lower lip, his shirt is a puddle of fabric on the floor, his smooth skin feels soft under my fingertips.

He pulls away at the sound of his phone ringing. With a quick tug of my lower lip with his teeth, he heads in search of his phone. I lie back against the couch arm squirming slightly, all this making out with Evan has me hot and bothered.

He returns moments later looking slightly annoyed still on the phone, "yeah she will be fine. No I'm not going to come back yet." He moves back on top of me, his free hand plastered against the couch arm, turning the mouth piece away he captures my lips again in a deep kiss, as whoever he is talking to prattles on unaware of the make out session happening on the other end of the line.

Evan pulls away when it's his turn to speak again, leaving me a panting mess, his eyes never leave mine as he continues to half answer the caller. Once I've caught my breath, I lean up sucking kisses along Evan's neck to his shoulder then back again, he bites his lip stifling his groans.

"Listen I'll talk to you later ok. I'm kind of busy right now." He hangs up tossing his phone on the coffee table, his lust filled eyes lock on me as he moves in to bite the tender spot near my collarbone, an embarrassingly loud moan cuts through the air from my lips, I can feel Evan smirk against my neck.

"Payback is fun." He chuckles.
"Tell me about it." I quickly turn my head to his bare chest, sucking hard on the same spot where he bit me. The sound he makes shoots fire through my veins.

*Four Days Later*

"As soon as you get out of school Friday get your ass on a plane so you can be with me."
"Yes sir." I salute him giggling. He pulls me close locking our fingers together, his forehead against mine. "I'm gonna miss you so much. I wish I could take you with me now."
"Me too. If it wasn't for my tests coming up, I'd go with you now without any hesitation." He rubs my cheek, places a gentle kiss on my lips, then heads down the hall to board his plane.

Taking my heart with him.