𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. - 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐

neddy.

He gets in the car and rests his face on the window on the way home. He starts to fall asleep but in every curve, he pops his eyes out, trying to keep himself awaken. The road is more empty than ever, just a couple of cars parked and couple of motorcycles running as crazies. When I realize, I'm already in front of my building and Andy is already awake, watching the city through the window.

I park in the only empty parking space left.

He's a bit dizzy but he looks fine. He can walk by himself, seeing that he already got out of the car and is walking to the entrance. I lock the car and follow him. He basically knows the way to my apartment, which is kind of nice...

"What time is it?" he asks, looking at the elevator ceiling.

"Maybe two."

"Oh."

We are in silence, like if we ran out of topics to talk at that bar. His blue shirt is a bit crumpled and his lips are red of all the drinking on the bottle. His hair looks nice, a bit messy and his fingers keep tickling his jeans, like if he was expecting something.

I open the door when we get out of the elevator and we start walking on the tiptoe. I leave the keys on the kitchen counter. "Come." I whisper to him.

He follows me but bumps against the handrail. "Ouch." he says, a bit louder.

"Shhh." I whisper, worried that he would wake up Teri.

We keep going up and we get upstairs. I open Teri's door to see if she's still sleeping. She is laid down with one of her pillows between her legs and the blanket is covering just one leg, while her arms are spread on the mattress. A sound of relief escapes my mouth before closing the door. When I see, Andy is already in my room, staring at his surroundings.

"I can get you pillows and blankets." I say, closing the door.

He sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for me to get everything. He's still looking up and down at the bedroom. He seems pretty nervous to be in my room. From my closet, I get a comforter and sheets for him, but when I turn around his just in front of me. I get scared.

"Gosh, Andy." I say, before gasping. "You scared me." I put everything on the bed.

"I just wanted to say... I could have called Chelsea to talk, instead of you. But, I wouldn't have the chance to do this."

"Do what?" I ask, full of doubt.

The holds me by my lower back and pulls me to a kiss. My eyes close after him, giving me a sight of his beauty so near me. His lips are warm and gentle, making me give in slowly. The peck becomes a full on french kiss. His tongue asks permission in every corner of my mouth, and I give back, caressing his shoulders. His body gets even closer to mine, making me feel the heat of our bodies being in total sync. But the best feeling of all is his nose rubbing my skin and feeling his fast-paced breath on my face.

I grab his hair, pulling his face even close to mine if that is even possible. His hips rub mine gently and we both feel pleased. He turns me around and I start walking backward until sitting on the bed. He's still standing up so I have to lift my head so we don't interrupt it. His hands go up and down on my back, making me shiver. He lays on top of me and I could never be happier. Everything is working between us. But I know he's feeling lonely. He has just broken up with his fiancé. He's needy.

He grabs my butt and rubs his hips against mine with more pleasure, making me moan while kissing. He starts unbuttoning his shirt but I stop him. He interrupts the kiss, surprised.

"We should take this slowly. Baby steps, please."

He looks at me, a bit disappointed.

"I'm sorry." he whispers, righting up his shirt. "Can I at least sleep here?"

He's referring to my bed. Sleeping beside me.

I look at him, concerned about him making any moves during the night. "I won't try anything. I respect you. I wanna do this the way you want." he sits beside me.

I can't help but smile. "That's fine."

He opens up a smile after hearing me give in to his idea.

I lay on the left side of the bed with the same clothes I was wearing at the bar because I'm too lazy to change. Andy comes and lays next to me, taking the blanket with him and covering our bodies. He turns to me and stares at my eyes so deeply that I get goosebumps. We spend probably a minute just in complete silence taking a moment to relive that moment. After a while, he breaks the silence.

"I can't sleep." he whispers.

"Me neither." I answer, already looking at the TV. "We can watch something on the TV."

He assents. I get the remote on the nightstand and turn it on. The loud sound of a movie strikes, surprising both of us, making us try to mute it hysterically. We laugh instantly, worried about Teri waking up. I cover his mouth because he basically screams due to the fright on my face.

"I think we could watch a mute movie."

"I would like that." he replies.

He gets closer and rests his head on my chest and I do nothing but enjoy it.