I Want You Close, I Want You Closer

Chapter Three

You've definitely get a feeling of deja vu as you try to ignore the feeling of eyes burning holes into your skin as you try to listen to Adam, your childhood best friend, talk about his recent time in Mykonos with his fiance, Gina. He's always been a good story telling - captivating, funny, exciting, a lot like his personality - and normally you're hanging on to every word he says, but you're having a little difficulty with the knowledge that you're being glared at like you should be ashamed that you're here with him.

Not long into your meal, you saw Shawn enter the restaurant with a couple of his buddies, laughing loudly at something one of them said. He didn't notice you until he sat down, his place at the table giving him direct view of you. You could feel the electricity in the air raise goosebumps on your arms at his presence near yours, and you tried to brush it off, tried to pretend like you didn't know he was there.

Which, again, was difficult due to the fact that he wouldn't stop staring at you.

Adam can sense that something's drawing your attention, and he pauses, nudging your arm with a playful smile. "Hey, you still here? What's on your mind?"

You scrunch your nose, giving Adam a sheepish smile. "Sorry. Just a little distracted. My uh...my neighbor is here. He keeps staring at me."

At the mention of a man in your life, Adam raises a curious brow. "Oh? Male neighbor? Who keeps staring? Do tell."

"He's a Mendes." You say first, cutting right to the chase, and Adam nods, knowing about your family's true situation.

"But you like him." He counters.

You frown. "Maybe?"

Adam chuckles. "You do. You actually like him. You never get flustered like this over a guy. Remember Harris?"

You visibly cringe at the mention of your most recent boyfriend who you broke up with over a year ago. "How could I forget?"

"You swore up and down you were in love with him and you paid him dust most of the time. But suddenly you're paying attention to a Mendes? What, does the kid have a big dick or something?" Adam asks, taking a sip of his wine.

You shrug, "Bigger than most, yeah."

Adam does a spit take, getting wine all over the white table cloth and you start to giggle. It draws the attention of a few other diners around you, but it also draws the attention of Shawn, who watches you laugh from across the room. His eyes narrow, and he watches Adam laugh before excusing himself to the bathroom.

When Adam's out of sight, Shawn excuses himself from his friends and makes his way over. You don't see him until he's plopped across from you, and you eye him suspiciously over the rim of your glass as you take a sip.

"Can I help you?" You ask sweetly, giving Shawn a fake smile.

He sees right through it though, crosses his arms over his chest to look intimidating. And he sort of manages, though his muscles are accentuated with the tightness of his henley and it mostly just makes you want.

"Why didn't you call me back the other day?" He asks. You didn't mean to leave him that morning, but Hailee called and asked you to come in to the boutique, so you crept out while he was still sleeping naked in his bed, grabbing your clothes as you went and headed out.

"I went to work, Shawn." You remind him.

"So? You can't call me back? You left me in bed, by myself. I was hoping you were going stay, spend the morning in bed with me."

You sigh. "As nice as that would've been, I had to take care of a few things."

He nods. "Who's the guy you're with right now?"