Moonlit Man

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Ren

He's in the passenger seat of my car and I'm so nervous. What am I doing? I've never been like this. Asking him to my home? What do I do? I don't want him anywhere but my home... what if he doesn't like my paintings!? I'm so nervous I feel like I'm going to throw up.

"Your car is standard, that's so rare!" Xavier comments.

I smile, "Yes, it makes it easier to leave the car unlocked because nobody knows how to drive it."

I watch his green eyes twinkle when he laughs. He's even cuter up close than I had imagined. Xavier's black hair is contrasted against his green eyes and mocha skin. His smile is pristine and pearly, I never want him to stop. My leg bounces nervously, what am I getting myself into? I've never been with a man before. What if I'm not good enough. Am I capable of giving him a relationship?

"So you really won't tell me what you do for work?" Xavier pries again.

I sigh, "I don't want to tell you because I wouldn't want it to change how you feel about me."

He stares at me in the dark, "You don't have to tell me if it will make you uncomfortable."

Looking over at him, I smile slightly. I wont keep him in the dark and I'll tell him eventually, but right now I don't want to throw that at him.

"Thank you for understanding."

I watch as he moves his hand to the stick shift where it rests gently over mine. I feel my face turning hot. Shit, keep it together. Every time I look at him, my mind drifts to all the possibilities of tonight. I don't want to go too fast, but I want everything. When we pull up to my house, the lights in the lawn are lit up. The light sparkles across the dew covered grass and damp stone. I watch as the lights illuminate Xavier's eyes. The modern structure of my city home stretches up above us. The high walls are adorned with floor-to-ceiling windows, the warm yellow lights glowing from within.

I lock the car behind us and stand beside Xavier who waits patiently. His eyes bounce across the scene. He is not startled as I approach.

"You say you live here alone?" He looks over.

I begin my way up the cut-stone pathway and turn back to him, "Yes, it's just me."

He follows me, "Why is everything you have so gorgeous?"

"You can't say that, you're not mine yet." I mutter as I turn away.

Instantly my face turns red as I realize he heard me. I don't want to make him uncomfortable. I unlock my front door, quickly disarming my security system and flipping the light switch. With one hand I open the door wider and step back, allowing Xavier inside. Our faces almost match in our tones of blush. How do I not act creepy? What do I do? Maybe I should have googled this before I invited him to my house. Am I going too fast? My brain is telling me to kiss him. The logical side of my mind is saying absolutely not.

Xavier looks up at me as we stand in the foyer, "You're almost as nervous as I am, it's cute."

"I really promise I'm not a serial killer." I say with seriousness.

To my surprise his face scrunches and he laughs, "I know, serial killers are not my type."

I don't think my face can get any more red. Taking a breath, I motion to the rest of the house, "You're free to explore, would you like a drink?"

He moves past me, "What do you like to drink?" He walks cautiously into the house, moving with me as I turn on more lights.

"I don't usually drink."

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