The Gang Girl

Chapter 13- Story time

I walk out of my bathroom to see Ivan settled on one of my many bean bags in my 'reading corner' as my brother calls the corner dedicated to massive floor pillows, big squashy pillows and bean bags. He looks up as I pad over to my wardrobe, but before I can walk in and close the door, he opens his mouth.

"I thought you said no sexual stuff?"

I roll my eyes at him.

"Ivan, you're in my bedroom, I can do whatever and wear whatever I want. Plus your holding me up, I mean I am heading in the direction of my wardrobe so I can put clothes on." I point at the open door of my walk-in and he blushes slightly.

"Okay, go get dressed then, Fighter."

I walk to my wardrobe and hear him mumbling something that sounds vaguely like,

"Not that I'm complaining that you're wearing a freaking towel."

"What was that?" I call out.

"Nothing." He says hastily and I chuckle as I close the door.

Now that my clothes are all organised, I easily find an outfit to wear.

I pull out black jeans and a soft black shirt.

I slide some undergarments on and quickly throw my jeans and shirt on before grabbing some socks out of my dresser and pulling open my wardrobe door to exit.

Ivan's head shoots up as I exit and he does a quick one over before meeting my eyes.

"Like what you see doctor?"

What can I say, I'm a flirt. And this is one hell of a guy to flirt with.

"Not a doctor yet, little leader. Not a doctor yet." He shakes his head slightly as he says this.

"But you are at some fancy college, learning how to be one right?" I say, settling down on my bed and starting to pull my socks on.

"Yup, full scholarship at the University of Miami, at Miller School, which is the medical department of the university."

I whistle at this. Baby got brains.

"You must be busy though, being a paramedic, training to become a doctor and doing gang stuff." I say finishing putting my socks on and falling back onto my bed and rolling so that I'm facing him.

"Um, being a paramedic is another degree, so I'm actually doing a double degree, with a full scholarship. The gang stuff doesn't really interfere, I mean, your dad understands that I'm stupidly busy and that I can't be as involved in the gang as I was in high school, so he really only needs me there for major negotiations and makes sure that I'm on duty when there is an altercation going down between us and another gang, so that way the authorities that get called in aren't going to ask questions and stuff. Your dad has people throughout the emergency services, you know that right?"

Holy crap, a gentleman, hot and smart. This is the best guy ever.

I can't help but sort of agree with her, but Haydn was also all those things.

Though not as tall...

Shut up.

"That's amazing Ivan. Nice to know you got smart while I was overseas, I mean, I wasn't going to do your homework for you forever." I joke and he sticks his tongue out at me.

"So mature."

"I know."

"Idiot."

"No, I am not." He says with finality.