ICE MADE ( On Hold )

Chapter 19

Grays POV

She looks thoughtful as she bites her lip, her cheeks flushed and her eyes a molted blue. She seems to contemplate everything I proposed to her, her brows furrowed in confusion. God how I wish I knew what she was thinking.

It had taken a lot of self control from me to hold back when I was touching her. She had felt so soft under my fingers, her moans where a torture that nearly sent me overboard. I had wanted to pick her up, throw her in my bed and fuck her until I satisfied this burning need I had for her. Yet I felt irritated with myself for wanting her so much and reacting to her the way I did. Like some dumb inexperienced school boy who would get aroused at the slightest touch of her. For gods sake I had even gone out to buy a car because I knew she would not ride on my motorcycle.

'Its just lust.' I kept telling myself.

She was just like any other women-maybe less experienced-but a women nonetheless who could give me the same things the others had. There was nothing special about her.

"This is a really nice apartment." She comments as her eyes wander around, interrupting my thoughts. Only she would say something like that at a time like this.

I nod.

"It suits you." She says.

Another nod.

I know she's avoiding the subject at hand and that irritates me more.

"I should go." She says suddenly as she stands up.

"You haven't answered my question." I say uninterested yet tense she'll say no.

Even I had to admit this was a barbaric proposal and I would definitely go to hell for this. I had never had to make such a proposal like this to anyone before. All the girls I mess around with usually throw themselves at me and are more than willing to share my bed. But not Juvia. I had learned that when it came to her it was just one stupid mistake after another.

My hands clench at my sides as I study her carefully. She looks so young and innocent, her hair falling into waves as it shapes her beautiful face. She puts a strand of her hair behind her ear which immediately falls to the front again. Her eyes flutter just like they always did when she was unsure of what she was going to say.

"Y-you said I could think about it." She stutters. Immediately I relax, at least she hadn't said, No.

"Very well." I nod.

We stand there awkwardly as I continue studying her. Her cheeks begin to turn a slight shade of pink and I can't help the grin that escapes my lips at how nervous I make her feel.

She furrows her brows looking a little annoyed.

"Can you take me home." She snaps.

"Of course." I reply.

She grabs her jacket and purse as I lead her out. She remains silent on the ride to her place. She stares out the window and I really wish I knew what was on her mind. I try to keep focused on the road but I can't help and steal quick glances at her, she looks so small and fragile. From what little I knew her dad had passed away a few years ago, and I know it still hurt her every time she spoke of him. She had no one, she was completely alone. Just like me. A sudden need to protect her comes over me and I quickly push that feeling away. What the fuck was wrong with me?

"How did you get my number?" She turns to me, curiosity on her face.

"I have my ways." I reply, not willing to admit I had to trick Levy out of it.

She looks out the window again and after some time asks, "How old are you Gray?"

"Twenty-two."

"Have you always lived at Magnolia?" She looks at me again.

"No." I answer carefully. Where was she going with this?

She remains silent the rest of the way which makes me glad. As much as I wanted her I never shared my personal life with anyone. That was something she was going to have to accept.

We stop in front of her building, she turns to me shyly and almost smiles. Then she nervously fumbles her way out of my car dropping her purse in the process and innocently bends over to pick it up giving me a good view of her thighs and ass. I curse in my head as I feel myself getting hard again. She seems to remember she's wearing a dress and quickly stands up and turns to me as she blushes.

"So I'll see you?" I ask trying to sound nonchalantly.

She nods. "Y-yeah. Ok."

She looks like she wants to say something as she grips her purse tightly and looks at me with those big blue eyes as she bites her lip. Then she seems to think better of it and instead waves at me.

"Bye." She says softly and turns to leave.

I watch her walk away, her curvy hips swaying as her long lean legs carry her inside. I sigh and lean back in my car, a lot of thoughts go through my head. For the first time in my life I'm not sure what I'm doing.

A buzzing distracts me from my thoughts. I pull out my phone and see a message from Lyon. That hatred and anger instantly rises.

There was a time when Lyon and I had been really close, almost like real brothers. All of that had changed when she died. Now neither of us could stand the sight of each other.

Ultear is flying in next weekend and wants to see us. You better be there.

Great. Just what I needed. As much as I loved Ultear she was really difficult to get along with and hard to please. No doubt the next couple of days would be really long and, for a lack of a better word, annoying.

I ignore Lyons message, just like I always did and put the phone away. I drive off, Juvias sweet scent still lingers in the air. I always got what I wanted and I was one step closer to having her.