Across the Hall (G.N.D. Sequel)

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Evan's POV:

Her lips are so soft, and they fit so damn good with mine.

The taste of her overwhelms me and I sink into her arms, my fists clenching her shirt and my lips meshing perfectly with hers.

Lexi kisses me for several seconds, holding me tightly in her grip.

I finally force myself to separate my lips from hers and I close my eyes, still standing before her. "What the fuck, Lex?" I whisper, so soft it's hardly even heard.

She bites her lower lip and lays her forehead against mine, "Mia thinks I'm still in love with you, and I think she's kinda right."

Her words take several seconds to process. I lick my lips and pull my body away from her. I pace slowly, shoving my hand through my hair.

"Evan, I'm sorry- I didn't, I mean, I don't expect anything from you. You ended us and I understood why you did it then, and I understand that you're still-"

"Stop talking." I demand.

Lexi obeys and I lean my head against the wall.

I left this girl five years ago because she was not necessarily "good" for me then, and she might not even be "good" for me now only because of the situation I'm in, but I cannot sit here and deny the fact that I do feel that thing with Lexi. I've always felt it, and I probably always will... but that doesn't mean I should act on it, right?

"So- wait. I'm confused. You said it was mutual. Was that true, or did you leave her?" I ask, my head still spinning from the kiss she planted on me.

"No, I'm not that stupid, or smart- I guess it depends which way you look at it. It was mutual, she wants me to be happy and we both think that can be best achieved elsewhere." Lexi explains.

"You mean... with me." I clarify.

She nods shyly, hardly looking at me.

I take a breath and feel a wave of frustration overcome my body. "Lexi- what the fuck?! I'm- my god. I am not who you want. I am not what you want. I'm thirty fucking four years old, I have three kids who I don't even have full custody of, my ex-husband is psycho, I have more baggage than you can even imagine. Why the hell would you want me?!" I ask, raising my voice. "You're so young and beautiful and- what is wrong with you?!" I ask her, now being overwhelmed with emotion. I bite my lip and rush her, scooping her jaw and kissing her lips the same way she just kissed mine. "What is wrong with you?"

Lexi and I flirt. It's playful, it's innocent. That's the relationship. I didn't really think she'd even still take it seriously, it being any sort of relationship with me beyond a friendly one, and I damn sure didn't see her and her girlfriend splitting because of me.

"Ev, I do not have all the answers. But the one I do have is the only one I need. I want you." Lexi's words make my heart pump faster.

"You might be crazier than my ex." I whisper.

She giggles a bit and takes my lips into hers slowly. I give into her kiss, missing the feeling of her lips.

We kiss for what feels like an eternity. I'm backed against a wall and her hands move carefully over my waist while her tongue runs circles around mine. It easily one of the best, most comforting feelings I have experienced in the last five years of my life, and it honestly has me regretting ever pushing Lexi away from me, as crazy as I know it is.

My thoughts eventually overtake my physical desires, and I pull away from her. "Lexi... you know this is a bad idea. This cannot end well." I admit, knowing that the likelihood of this actually going somewhere good is slim considering that Scott already hates Lexi, and he will most definitely try to use any relationship I have with her against me. And I probably shouldn't be making out with my coworker...