Opening the front door, with a mind full of racing thoughts, I seriously didn't knew what to do.
Sasha was still a stranger to me. I know he told us so much about himself but, it's still not right, to let somebody be in your house. As if he would actually steal something!
So I let him in and asked him to sit on the couch, in the living room. I know, I should probably, do the project in my room but, I can't risk him seeing my completely messy room.
"You need water?" I ask him, as I help myself with one of it.
"No, thanks. But, aren't we gonna go in your room?" he asks carefully.
What does this boy want? Does he want to lay with me? Or he is too eager to have me under him? Oh hell, what am I even thinking!!!
"Uh... no," I say awkwardly,
"why?" he asked, smirking at me. I just shrug simply, looking everywhere in the room but him.
"If you're scared of me, then don't be. I'm not planning in doing anything with you....well at least for now." He says eyeing me completely, with a smirk playing on his lips.
I swear to god, all of the blood in my body came rushing towards my cheeks. I'm pretty sure, I must be blushing a dark shade of red, right now.
"No.... let's just....s-start the project", I say stuttering a bit. Then I walk towards him, with my laptop & start the presentation.
We were given the project, to do some research, on different styles of English spoken. Mainly on the different uses of grammar & accents. I was good at British English & he claimed he was good at Latin English. I found it hard to believe cause, the way he spoke normally, gave a pure sense to anybody, that he was Russian, with his evident accent.
Honestly, I loved his accent. It was so hot to hear anything from him.
Oh god! stop it Vanessa, you are drooling over him!
"So, when is your birthday?" He asks out of nowhere." Umm...December 11th" I say trying to concentrate, on the screen. "Hm, mine is on February 26th." He says grinning at me.
We continue with our project, for some time and then take a short break.
"so, I want to know more about you, atleast more than just birth date.... let's play a game....20 questions?" I agree with him, hoping it would better be some, decent questions.
"Okay, so.... Your age?" He asked.
"18, yours?" I replied,
"okay so I'm actually 2 years older than you" he said, sheepishly.
"Wait, your 20?" I asked shocked.
"Yeah...kind off" he said shrugging.
"So...how are you still in my class?" I asked confused by his answer.
"Well I've been sent to school 2 years late so..." He said looking embarrassed. I shrugged, not wanting to make him any more uncomfortable.
"Okay, my turn" I say, looking at my hands, he simply nods, asking me to continue.
"Your favorite color?"I ask
"White" he say grinning,"yours?"
"Umm....purple" I say looking at him. He REALLY has beautiful eyes.
"I guessed so.... favorite food?" he says,
"Anything... Unless it's delicious. I'm really into food" I say proud of myself.
He chuckles mildly.
YOU ARE READING
Venessa
Romance"I love you." He whispered in my ear and gently kissed my shoulder blade. After kissing my neck thoroughly, he brought his lips back to mine. He gently bit the corner of my lips and swooped his tongue over it, soothingly. His hands working behind me...
