Living In The Past

Ash

I rose my brows.

"Hum well, if you don't want coffee, I have a few pastries left. But I recommend you to eat it right away, we made them a few hours ago" I explained.

I looked at him, and saw him smiling. I really didn't know what to do at that moment. So I decided to keep looking at him, and enjoy the view.

"Well, I'm not here for the pastries either. I... I noticed you a few weeks ago, and well, I finally decided to come and talk to you" he replied hesitantly, flushing.

I never thought it would happen to me. Getting hit on by a shy gorgeous bad boy. The fact that he blushed made him even more sexy.
Still, I didn't know what to say. So I didn't say anything. Smart. Seeing I wasn't going to talk, the mysterious stranger continued.

"So I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink with me"

He was hot and seemed to be a good guy, but I really wasn't in the mood of dating.

"Look I'm sorry, but I'm not really into dating right now" I slowly replied, trying to sugar coat my words with the intonation.

"And I can't change your mind ?" He said, his voice laced with disappointment.

I felt bad for him. And I realised it wasn't everyday you get hit on. I also remembered my dear brother saying "It's been a year Adam".

"Well, all things considered, why not" I finally replied.

I saw sparks lightning his eyes.

"Is tonight ok for you ?" He said with excitement.

"Well I have to clean everything and close the shop, so I'll be free in an hour, if I'm productive"

"And if I help you ?"

"You're not going to help me. You're a customer" I laughed.

"Technically, I didn't buy anything, so I'm not a customer" he shot back with his gorgeous smile.

"Fine mister ..." I stopped, realising I didn't know his name.

"Ash. Ash Sander"

"Nice to meet you I'm-"

"Adam ?" He said with a smirk.

"How do you know ?"

"It's written on your apron" he laughed.

He was even more perfect when he laughed.

"Well, I'm Adam White" I finally said.

I went to the backroom, and came back with a broom, a mop and a sponge.

"Well, if you're really serious about helping me, you can sweep the floor while I clean the tables" I explained, still not sure he was really going to do it.

Well, he did it.

"So, how long have you been working there ?" Ash asked me.

"Less than a year" I replied, finishing the first table.

"How old are you ?" I asked.

"25. You ?"

"22"

We kept talking for the rest of the time we spent in the coffee shop. I avoided the touchy subjects like why did I stop my studies or how many boyfriend did I have in my life.
Thirty minutes later, we were done and outside, walking in the streets.

"You ask a lot of questions, but I still don't know anything about you. Do you have a job, siblings, passions ?"

"Well, I don't have siblings, I'm working in a garage and I'm passionate about cars and motorcycles"

I laughed.

"That's sooo cliché, you realise that ?" I joked.

"Yeah but I don't care. It's my style and I like it. Do you like it ?"

"What ? Your style or cars ?" I smiled.

"Both" he said, staring straight into my eyes with his beautiful silver iris, waiting for my answer.

I couldn't be honest about the second one. I nearly had a panick attack each time I climbed in a car since the accident. Driving was of course out of question. Even riding a bicycle was difficult.

"Well, I think you know the answer to the first one. Concerning cars and motorcycles, it's not my cup of tea"

"Well, don't worry, you'll like it with me" he replied dead serious, his voice a bit bossy as he came nearer.

That was sexy as hell. Even Anxiety couldn't take control of my mind as I started to get a hard-on. He was so close that I could have kissed him. I finally broke the eye contact, the sexual tension becoming way too strong for me.

"Well, where do you want to go ?" Ash asked casually, as if nothing happened the moment before.

Well, nothing happened, that's true. But for me, a million things happened. For the first time in a year, I wanted to have sex. That was really disturbing.

"I don't know, you have an idea ?" I replied.

"Well, if I'm in charge, yes I have a idea"

"Well, go on" I replied.

He led me to a bar a few blocks away.

"Ok what do you want ?" He said, his powerful deep voice overcoming the music.

"A non alcoholic cocktail" I said.

He laughed. I rose my brows once again.

"I'm sorry, you're just too cute" he explained.

I flushed. Fucking sensitive body ! I was going to pay when Ash stopped me.

"I invited you" he said with his bossy voice, ordering me to comply.

So I complied. I fucking liked it when he was bossy like that.
Once we had our drinks, we found a cozy spot.

"You come here often ?" I asked.

"Well, not often but I like this bar. It's nice from time to time"

We talked for an hour, about favourite colour, style of music and petty things like this. Talking about our past wasn't something we really wanted to do. I could feel he was avoiding it as well.

"Do you want to dance ?" He suddenly asked, his eyes full of desire, when a rock song started to echo in the room.

"God no I've always been terrible at dancing"

"Come on, I'm a good dancer, you just follow me"

I didn't really have a choice. I was soon dancing with him. And fuck, he knew what he was doing. He perfectly rocked, leading me through the dance. It was sexy as hell. Some people even whistled and applauded at the end.
After a few songs, I was out of breath. Ash noticed it and we soon got out.

"Woah ! You definitely love Rock'n'Roll. I could feel how much you like that song"

"Guilty as charged, I'm a rock'n'roll listener"

"Well, that's sexy" I admitted before I could stop myself.

Ash laughed.

"That was blunt" he said, still smirking.

"Well thank you very much for tonight, it was awesome" I said.

"I'm very happy you liked it. We should hang out more"

"Definitely"

"Well, my phone number is in your pocket. Good night Adam" he said with his perfect smile.

"Good night. I'll call you later"

He walked away, and I walked toward my apartment, realising I had a real great time for the first time in a year.