law

(filler)

I release my hair from my tight bun and sigh at myself through the reflection of the mirror "it's almost over".

My long black hair tumbles over my shoulders messily and i take out my contacts. As I'm wiping my makeup off, theres a knock on my door. Time slows down and I feel my back start to heat up in fear. Keep calm, keep calm. It's not Foster.

Putting on my glasses and grabbing my gun out of my night stand, I creep closer to the door and breathe. The door handle jiggles slightly and i head the lock begin to turn. They have a key!?

The door swings open and i aim my gun at the person, and a very masculine shriek tears from their throat "WAIT!"

Josh's eyes are widened in surprise, as he focuses on the gun aimed at his forehead. I tense up and drop my gun, I almost shot the one person who believes me for God's sake.

Tears roll down my face "I...I'm sorry. This whole serial-killer with a fetish for asian women is kind of driving me insane". Josh's eyes soften "me too. Which is why i came here, i didn't want you being alone. So i got a spare key cut".

He got a spare key cut. This man took my key and got a spare one cut. Men, selfless in all the wrong ways. "Ah...you didn't have to. I would have been fine" i walk over to my night stand to put the gun away.

"Clearly not, if you're going to aim a gun at anyone who knocks on your door" he steps inside and shuts the door. "I said I was sorry" I say flatly "anyways now that you're here, would you like a glass of wine or something?"

Josh takes his jacket off and hangs it on my coat hanger "you got scotch?" I nod and trail over to my liquor cabinet, pulling out a 3 quarters full bottle.

As I'm pouring it out in 2 glasses, Josh coughs "so uh, I didn't know you wear glasses". I walk over to the couch where Josh sits and hands him his glass "I've started wearing contacts recently, I only wear glasses at night".

I salut to him and he returns the gesture.

We sit in comfortable silence for half an hour until my bottle of scotch is nearly empty, and i get an idea "Josh?"

He nods in a mildly drunken glee "hmm?" "Let's play a game, you and I. 2 truths and a lie" I prod him in the arm. He scoffs and takes another sip from his glass "what. The game that teenagers play?"

I pout "It's to get to know you better. We only know a few things about each other. And not even normal, human, daily life things!" He chuckles slightly, still eyeing his drink.

Bubbles of silence float between us and then he speaks "when I was 15, i wanted to be an astro-physicist. I put mayo on any sandwich I eat. And i broke my arm in 2 places when I played varsity football".

I scrunch up my nose "the 2nd one must not be true, mayo is disgusting!" Josh slaps a hand over his heart and pretends to look offended "mayo is one of the few good things in my life, Miss Chen. The last one isn't true, I've never broken a bone".

Laughing shortly alongside Josh and ease more into his presence "okay okay. Hmm...I was a soccer player as a young girl. My catholic school nun scolded me for rolling up my uniform kilt to make it shorter. And I sing in the shower to Frank Sinatra"

A loud genuine smile breaks onto his face "oh man this is hard. The second one isn't true, theres no way". I grin "wrong. I wasn't the most well-behaved student hahah. I wasn't a soccer player, I was a photographer and dancer as a young girl".

He laughs and then finally turns to face me, and our faces are inches apart "I wouldn't mind seeing you in a short uniform kilt though". Rolling my eyes, i push his chest playfully "keep it professional you delinquent".

"Ahaha alright. I was suspended in highschool for bringing a dog into a class with a teacher that was horribly allergic to dogs. I am horrible at playing video games. And...I really want to kiss you right now" his grin fades and his steel-grey eyes bore into mine.

I bite my bottom lip in nervousness "all of those are lies". Josh scoots closer so our bodies are pressed against each others, yet our faces were still inches apart "you don't believe that, do you".

I lean in enough so that out foreheads touch and my eyes flutter shut "Mr Peterson...I believe we aren't playing my game anymore". Josh chuckles and whispers into my ear "Miss Chen, we shouldn't do this"

"No...we shouldn't but-" i stop short when i feel josh's lips on my neck. Sucking it slowly and sweetly, which draws a sigh from my own mouth. He smiles against my skin and then pulls away to look at me. He slowly drags his eyes down my body as if remembering every detail.

I swing my leg over his lap so i end up straddling him. I run my hands through his silky soft black hair and lean in closer, so our lips barely touch "do you really want this?"

Immediately, in response to my words, between inner thighs I felt him harden up and I gasp. He cocks his head to the side and smirks "I guess that's your answer".

Before I can respond his lips are on mine, kissing me passionately. Making me realize I had a hunger for this that needed to be satisfied. He grabs my back gently and pulls me closer, so our chests are pressed together stably.

I pull away to kiss his neck and marvel at how incredibly soft his skin is. I begin to unbutton his shirt while kissing his neck, causing him to moan. I internally smile with delight, knowing i can make him react in such a way.