Recovery {wRoNg sequel}

11

Hour 3:

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"Time changes people"
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"So what's the story behind the roses in our apartment?" Ethan asked wiping the sweat bead off his forehead.

I was still fanning myself with the books I had in my bag in attempt to get some air. The heat was torture and all I wanted to do was take a nice long cold shower.

Ethan was still sat shirtless beside me and I would catch small glances at his body every now and then. It was so toned and structure, a girl couldn't resist.

I didn't have to hide if I wanted to look at his face though. I gazed upon his beautiful features like I used to 2 years ago, his soft looking lips still looking the same. I turned around remembering the last day we were together, my first kiss. A blush creeped up my cheeks and I semi covered it with my scarf pretending to fan myself again.

"Shit, I forgot them with Gray, didn't I?" I mentally facepalmed myself. "Oh, it's quite simple. A guy from college gave them to me." I said effortlessly.

"Is that so?" He nodded and looked at me. "And who is this guy?"

"His names mohamed and he apparently really likes me." I told him.

"Do you...like him back?" He asked slowly.

"I wouldn't be wearing this if I did." I said looking down at the ring on my finger and traced the carvings. This ring meant so much more than Ethan might've intended at the time, but it was the world to me.

I looked at him to see his reaction, only up see him smile. I looked at his hand and saw his wasn't there. I was hit with disappointment so I ignored it and looked back at his face.

Ethan then pushed himself up a little, enough for him to wiggle his hand behind himself. Then he returned it and revealed to me what was in his palm. It was his ring.

"I sorta shoved it in my back pocket when I saw you come in the elevator. I didn't want you to know or think I was that sad and pathetic to hold on for that long." He laughed to himself.

"I guess we're both pathetic." I smiled at him, wiping my forehead with the end of my scarf. Deep inside I was exploding with a mixture of relief and disbelief.

"I've missed you so much." He grabbed a hold of my hand and held it. I was grinning like crazy and my heart jumped.

"I missed you too. I miss how much fun we used to have and how we used to annoy Grayson." I nudged him laughing.

"You really have changed. I see it."

"How so?" I asked him confused.

"Like-" he paused. "you don't avoid my touch." He trailed his finger around my palm which tickled slightly.

"You're not as uptight and physically distant as you used to be." He continued to trail up my bare arms, sending shivers down my spine. I didn't stop him, I wanted to know what he was doing because I couldn't deny it felt good to be touched by him.

"Time changes people." I told him looking up at him. He stared deeply into my eyes, an intense feeling erupted inside me. All this time and he can still make me feel weak and melt inside.

His hand traveled from my arm moving higher onto my shoulders, then onto my cheek. He ran his thumb across my cheek along my cheekbones. I watched him lick his lips and inch closer to my face, close enough for me to smell and feel his breath. I was under his spell and froze, letting him do all the work. Our foreheads touched and I leaned mine against his for a while, soon after our noses touched and then slowly our lips. His soft lips pressed against mine and my heart leaped. Ethan tilted his head trying to deepen the kiss, but I pulled away as much as I didn't want to.