Outlaw's Angel

Ash's Apartment

Ashley's POV:

I smiled noticing Angel's blushing cheeks as we entered my apartment building. We had just approached the stairs when she stopped and used her free hand to gesture to the elevator silently asking why we weren't using it instead. "My apartment is just up the stairs. It takes even longer to take the elevator. " I explained as I continued up the stairs pulling her along. We reached the first landing and I approached the door of my apartment grabbing the keys from my pocket, unlocking the door, and opening it. "Ladies first." I said releasing her hand and gesturing inside. She hesitantly entered and I couldn't help but to sneak a little peek at her ass as she passed. Her dark jeans fit her so perfectly and I bit my lip softly. Pulling  myself out of my trance before it became obvious I entered behind her locking the door behind me.

My apartment was a bit of a mess I had to admit. There were fast food bags and cups littered everywhere but, mostly on the counter and coffee table. 'Oh, damnit...' I thought as Angel's eyes landed in the mess of Hustler and Playboy magazines on the coffee table at the same moment mine did. I blushed slightly. "Sorry... " I mumbled. "Don't be. I read them too. " she confessed blushing brightly. "Really?" I asked surprised. 'That's so fucking sexy.' I thought but pushed it out of my head. I couldn't think of her like that if I wanted any kind of friendship with her. Yeah, she's sexy as hell and everything she does is just so adorable but, something told me she just wasn't the kind of girl that would jump into my bed at any given moment. She was... Interesting. "Um... I'll get a pillow and blanket for you." I said breaking the awkward silence and walking into my bedroom.

Angel's POV:

I sat on the old, worn couch as Ash went to get me a pillow and blanket. He was acting kinda awkward and it was quite adorable. He returned a few minutes later with a dark blue fleece blanket and a pillow in a red pillow case throwing them on the couch next to me before sitting in the recliner adjacent to the couch. "So, umm... Well, you know a bit about me, tell me about yourself." Ash said. "Well... Y'know you coulda sat next to me, Ash. I don't bite.... Hard." I said desperately trying to avoid the topic. Ash chuckled slightly before standing, moving the pillow and blanket, and taking their place beside me. "Now, tell me about Angel Hansen." he said looking me in the eyes smiling. He could tell I was avoiding it. "There's not much to tell really. I'm 20. I work at a music store. I'm from Illinois. What do you want to know? " I replied trying to shake his gaze. His chocolate brown eyes were so sexy and it didn't even seem like he was trying. I looked down at my hands folded in my lap biting my lip. I could feel Ash still staring at me. A small part of me desperately wanted him to kiss me. That small part scared the hell out of me. 'He's practically a stranger. Why the hell am I acting like this? ' I thought.