Becoming his Luna

Chapter 6: Mine

The smell of cucumber melon drowned the bathroom and spilled into the bedroom. I decided tonight was the night. I'd stop the little make out sessions and the stale goodnights at the door. I'd finally invite Alex into my apartment. I chose an olive green spaghetti strap romper, that was loose on the top, hugged my body mid curve, and accented my thighs. It was short enough that I knew bending down would be a crime. I paired it with a gold chain bracelet and an elaborate gold necklace that made the plain romper much more elegant. The shoes I shrugged off with a pair of beige wedges. My nerves were racking with how to act or what to say throughout the night. How would I hint to him that he's welcome into the apartment? Am I even sure I want him here... is this what I want.

The door buzzed and I was knocked out of my questions and back to reality. I decided that I'd take charge. When I opened the door, Alex smiled and held out a Rose for me. "Cliche" I laughed as I took the Rose and placed it on the counter. Alex smiled and waited outside the door. Upon returning to the door, he went in for a hug and I let him, lingering just a second longer than he felt. When we pulled back, I gave him a light peck on the lips. He took my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine, and led me down stairs.
Dinner was great. I didn't eat much but I brought home my left overs so that's a big plus. Midnight snack, Yes! Laughing about Maureen spilling coffee all over the place at the office, we walked up to my door. The laughter seemed to die fast. "Eghm..."clearing my throat, I began. "Do you.... wanna come inside? ... for dessert?" My cheeks burned realizing that it could've been taken as a sexual innuendo.

"Sure." He smiles a toothy smile as he usually does when he's happy. Unlocking my door, I felt his hands settle on my waist. The door clicked open and I couldn't move forward fast enough. Immediately taking off the heels, I was a whole head smaller than Alex again. Forgetting I usually wear heels around him, I didn't realize how he could tower over me. I grabbed a pint of ice cream out of the fridge and stuck two spoons inside. Leading him to the couch, I turned on Netflix and flipped through the movies and shows. "D'you have any preference on movies to watch?... while we.. eat?"

He shifted on the couch, getting considerably comfortable. "Let's watch... Black Hawk Down." I felt myself twitch with irrational anger about his choice of movie. Like, yeah. I wanna watch a movie about war right now. He wrapped an arm around me and I leaned into his shoulder. We sat like that for ten or fifteen minutes, eating ice cream.

"I'll be right back." I said as I got up and headed for my room. I changed into an oversized t shirt and removed all my makeup and jewelry, letting my hair down. I inched out of the room, unsure of what I wanted. I don't think I wanted this, but he was a great guy. A great catch. I wanted this to work. As I approached the couch, he stood up, with the ice cream in his hands and his jaw practically hit the floor as he saw me. Unable to relieve myself from his gawking, I pulled some hair out of my way and behind my ear as I stared at the floor. He made his way around the couch and put the ice cream on the counter. Pushing my hair out of my face and tilting my face up, he whispered, "You're beautiful." I held his hand to my face, slowly pulling him into a gentle kiss.
As the kiss deepened, I felt his arm wrap around my waist and pull me into his body. His hand sliding down the side of the T-shirt, playing with the bottom hem. He started to slid the T-shirt up, his fingertips dragging on my thigh in a slightly uncomfortable way. No... this was wrong. I don't want this. But HOW DO I BACK OUT OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS?! My brain was on fire, trying to look for a way out without seeming like a complete tease. Just as I was about to help him remove my t shirt, the apartment door burst open. A heavy growl coming from a towering figure on the door way. That scent, I'd know it anywhere. "GET OUT!" He blared throughout the apartment, almost to seemingly shake the windows. "NOW!"

Shocked, Alex turned and pressed his back against me. "Who the fuck -." Alex's eyes went wide as he was cut off and a hand grabbed his, throwing him into a wall. Standing a foot taller than Alex, he pulled him up the wall by his throat. Muscles straining as Alex choked with fear.