"Yasmyne, wake up! There's someone at the door for you!"
I was awoken the next morning by my mum calling on me from downstairs. There was someone at the door - I guessed that it would be Mia and Lauren, as us three like to go for an early morning drive around town some mornings.
"Will be there in a sec," I groaned rolling out of bed and dragging my feet across to my pyjama shorts that lay on my bedroom floor. I couldn't sleep with any form of pyjama bottoms or socks on - I would always sleep in just underwear and a baggy top - without a bra, of course. I pulled on the shorts and lazily made my way downstairs.
"Hey Mia, if you give me 15 minutes to quickly have some breakfast and get ch-" I was cut off by my own shock as I lifted my head and looked at the door.
Luke.
"What are you doing at my house?! How do you even know where I live?!" I blurted out quickly.
"I followed you home yesterday. Nice shorts by the way, your legs are sexy,"
"Go away and don't talk to me like that, my mum is in the kitchen and she can probably hear you," I said frustratedly.
"Ooohh, fiesty. I like it," he growled, edging closer to me through my front door. I quickly tired to close it but he reacted by firmly placing his large hand on the outside of the door, pushing it slightly against my force.
The combination of his prominent bicep as he applied pressure to the door, his black tank top and black leather jacket made it hard for me to resist the temptation that I had to just pounce on him then and there.
God, Yasmyne, you have to learn to control yourself.
"Go. Away." I said to him sternly through gritted teeth. He smirked slightly before taking his lip ring between his teeth.
"Fine," he said. "but only if I get a kiss before I go."
"Fuck, no! Leave, now." I had dreamt of kissing him - his lips looked so soft and his lip ring added to my desire to kiss him. My thoughts were cut off as I seen a car pull into my driveway - much to my relief it was Mia and Lauren.
Luke leaned into my ear. "I'll get that kiss someday," he whispered seductively.
He smirked at me once more before walking back to his black car, shortly before driving off.
My heart was beating fast and my palms were sweating. Why the fuck did I get so nervous around him?
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