Lila Hamilton
- three hours later
Song recommendation; Calvin Harris, feel so close"He's my best friend but god the guy is a player" he chuckles. I laugh along with him and I find myself squeezing his hands whenever I laughed.
"I like when you do that" he looks down at me. As we talked he moved my body into his so now I'm sat between his legs, his arms draped over my body and he plays with my fingers, my head on his chest.
I look up at him smiling, our lips so close. I wish he'd just kiss me already.
"We've been here for ages" I say looking down at my watch. "I know but it went so quick, time flies with the best people" he says charmingly.
"I think it's time flies when you're having fun" I chuckle. "Well then I'm having fun" he says whilst shuffling.
I really didn't want him to go, I didn't want him to leave me, I wanted to listen to him as he held me. Was that too much to ask?
"So... erm do you want to maybe get something to eat?" I ask bravely.
"Oh" he lets out. "I don't know if I can"
Seriously? He's spent hours with me here and he doesn't know if he can spare an hour to eat with me?
"We could stay here?" He suggests. Anytime with him is good for me so I nod happily.
"Erm we have this thing in the back, like an old DVD player thing, like a projection thing. We could watch something?"
"Perfect. Let me just make a call" he says. I nod getting up and he puts his hand out. So I take it and he jumps up right in front of me. "I'll be two minutes" he squeezes my hand then walks away.
He left me all flustered and hot and all he did was squeeze my body. There must be something about him or I'm just really weird.
Whilst he's out there I rush to the back and grab the old projection thing. I wheel it out and grab a large white sheet we could hang up. We had it here because some nights all the dancers would get together and we'd watch a movie, I'm glad we still have it.
I grabbed a few movies not looking at what they were and I started setting it up which took me three minutes then Shawn walks back in, his face lighting up.
"All good?" I ask. He hums standing behind me. His head rests on my shoulder and he sways us.
"I ordered food too" he says. I continue setting up as he moves us side to side.
"You smell so good"
I then have to stop my movements when I feel his nose press up against my neck, he takes a deep breath and then his lips brush my skin. My head tilts back wanting him to do more but he doesn't. He simply nestles his head in my neck.
"You okay?" He asks. I nod moving away.
Get it together Lila!
"Could you hang this sheet up there?" I point. He nods taking it from me, his fingers slightly brushing mine. I swear every time we touched I felt a pulse of love, a rush of adrenaline, a swarm of butterflies.
I watch as he leans up, his shirt rising revealing the band of his Armani boxers which was a sight to see.
"This okay?"
I nod then he comes back to me. "You pick a movie and I'll grab the blankets" I push the movies towards his chest and he takes them smiling like a boy on Christmas Day. "Be quick!" He shouts as I disappear to the back room.
Whilst I'm there I sort out my appearance. I smoothen down the pale blue sundress, sort out my hair, wipe the sides of eyes and I take a few deep breathes. Then I grab the bean bag and blankets walking out to see he had put a movie in the player.
"I picked dumbo, Ive never watched it" he smiles softly. I throw the bean bag on the floor and he immediately flops down. "Are we sharing?" He asks looking up at me.
"I don't mind, I mean I can sit-"
He suddenly tugs me down and I fall into his lap. "You can sit here" he winks. I unintentionally lick my lips nodding. He reaches for the blanket and pulls it over us then he tugs me towards him. His right hand rests on my thigh, slightly pushing my dress up but I truly didn't mind. I mean he's a gorgeous and kind man. His left hand snakes around me and plays with the bracelet on my wrist soothingly.
"Comfy?" He asks. I nod shuffling into him, my head on his chest. "This is nice" I say out loud as the movie plays ahead of us, this was real old school. The movie playing on the projector but it was so romantic.
"It is" he lets out softly.
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"How're you getting home?" Shawn asks me as the movie finishes. "Uber, you?" I ask."Car... this was nice Lila, I seriously enjoyed it" He grins. We were stood up, our hand linked and he was gently moving them. His eyes were focused on my lips.
"Me too, maybe we could do something together soon and get out of here" I smile hopefully. "That'd be nice" he nods, he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. I swear I could feel the heat radiate from his body.
"Should I give you my number?" I ask, this was definitely out of my comfort zone but I had to ask, I mean he wasn't really making a move.
"Yeah, yeah. Here hun" he hands me his phone.
Hun. Ugh I wonder if his lips are as sweet as his words.
I take his phone putting my number in then my name; Lila 💃🏻.
"Cute" he smiles. "I should get going now but I'll see you tomorrow... we only have five lessons left, two this week then three next" he says but I couldn't tell if he was upset or how he was feeling.
"I know. You've improved a lot, it makes me genuinely happy how good you've gotten" I grin. "I think I just got lucky with you as my teacher" he winks.
I shy away turning to the side. "I'll see you tomorrow" he squeezes my hand then lets go.
I could not wait for tomorrow.
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