We walked hand in hand through the lobby, yes there was a fu()king lobby. As he greets the employees, some of the men eye me and him.
"So, if you're wondering," he begins as he walks backwards, facing me, "they're looking at you because you're with me."
"Ahh, Mr. Big Shot, are you?"
"I'm a big deal around here.", I laugh and he leads me to the elevator, "So, you never told me you lived close to the school."
"I guess it never came up in a conversation, now did it?"
He nods as he faces the elevator and we both enter as the doors open. He smiles at me as he pulls me to stand behind him, towards the left side of the box,, I get confused but stood still as I looked from his shoulder. The door shuts and he taps the number 12 and he turned to face me and pushed me against the wall, his hand gripped my waist and his breath had hitched.
"That kiss down stairs," he paused waiting for me to respond, I nod licking my lips, "that was something else." I smiled at him and watched as he licked his lips and he continued, "First of many, I hope?"
I smile widely as the elevator had stopped, "Is this your floor?"
"No," the doors open and no one had walked in, "I guess someone just pressed it and left."
The doors began to close and we suddenly heard, "HOLD IT!"
By reflex, Ethan had threw his hand through the closing doors and the sensors had caught and threw the doors open. We lightly laugh and a blonde had come in, in heels, a tight black dress, gold necklace, big designer bad, and a red blazer, Ethan had studied the woman and grabbed my hand to stand closer to him.
"Ethan," the voice said, with a smile, "honey, how have you been?"
Ethan smiled, not making eye contact, and griping my hand tighter, "Belle."
I looked at the woman and we made eye contact, and as she smiled, she said, "Who's this?"
"I'm-"
"Don't worry about it, B, you don't see me asking who I see leaving your apartment.", he smiled.
The elevator rang and it was our turn to get off, "Yeah, well who leaves that you don't already know-"
"Exactly.", Ethan scoffs, pulling me out, I follow him and he didn't say another word until we reached his apartment.
As he pulled out his keys, I felt more tense, "God, I'm starving."
He turns to me and smiles, "Me too." then he licks his lips and...
I'm not that hungry anymore.
At least not for pizza.
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An hour later
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As we laughed on his couch, he threw the stuffed crust on the plate and silence came in, "That was good-"
"Yeah, thank you, I'm having a good time-"
"No problem... me too.", he says, "So i'm gonna get into something more comfortable-"
"Yeah, me too-"
"There's a bathroom over there-"
"You have two bathrooms?"
"And three bedrooms," I made a face in confusion and he continued, "My brother and I, and the guest bedroom-"
"What if I don't want to sleep in the guest bedroom?", he breaks into a smile as do I,
"My bedroom is-"
"I meant the couch.", I said, making his smile fall forcing me into laughter, "I'm kidding!"
He laughs along, "Oh!", we both laugh as I grab my bag, "Okay cool." He turns to leave and quickly grab him, "Yeah?"
"Can I borrow something?"
He leads me into the bedroom and quickly turns and says, "Go get your bag, you can just put your stuff in that dresser."
I get a drawer? Oooooh I feel lucky. I nod and walk out grab my things and realize the mess we made. I cringe and set my things on the couch. I walked over to the pizza and tossed everything in box, grabbed the plates and stacked them together.
"You didn't have to do that," he says, I turn to face him and smile, "anyways, pants or shirt?" I sarcastically smile and he says, "I'm kidding!", as he throws the t shirt.
He walked off and never shut the door, I watched as he threw the pants on the bed and laid them out, taking his off and switching them. The freaking door was blocking my view, but as he picked his pj's up from the entry of his ankles, he bounced forward and the door wasn't able to block my view. I looked at my shoes and threw them off, and looked back up at him, at this point his shirt was off. My god.
I am the luckiest girl alive.
part three?
