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He pulls out his keys and opens the door to the diner. Of course, he would have his own set of keys since his mom owns the place.
It’s always kind of creepy in here at night. I walk with him to the entrance of my door, put my key in and unlock the door, pushing it open.
Do I invite him up?
His hand drags gently down my arm, and I turn to face him. His free hand slides gently along my neck moving to cup the back of my neck, tilting my head up to look at him.
I swear I stop breathing from the intensity of his gaze. His eyes are so dark, his jaw clenched like he is trying to hold himself back.
He leans forward and I hold perfectly still, my eyes drifting closed thinking that he is going to kiss me.
But he doesn’t.
His lips press gently against my forehead; it’s tender and so sweet that tears try to spring into my eyes.
“Good night, Angel.” His voice is soft, and my heart is racing in my chest. I swallow hard, trying to swallow back the emotions I’m feeling.
I lift my hands and rest them on his forearms. “Can I hug you?” I ask, opening my eyes, just wanting to be held by him.
He smiles and it reaches his eyes. God, he is beautiful. “Darlin, you can’t stop me if you tried.”
I laugh and split the short distance between us, my head resting against his big chest, his arms circling around me tightly, and I breathe in deeply, taking in his scent.
I feel so small lying against him, safe. His whole body just swallows mine in this hug.
So, I do something that I have never done before. “Want to come up and watch a movie?” I ask so quietly I’m not sure that he can even hear me.
He leans back and tilts my face back, his thumb against my chin. “Do you want me to?” he asks.
I nod, smiling. I’m scared out of my mind, but I want to spend more time with him more.
“I would love to,” he tells me, and I smile. I take ahold of his hand bringing him up the stairs with me. He shuts the door to the stairway that leads to my small apartment.
I push open the door and step aside, letting him inside. He takes a moment to look around and I must admit I have decorated it cutely.
I have an old, white farmhouse style décor and it's so cozy with the white and gold colors all around.
But I don’t have a couch. I watch TV from my bed, and it just hits me that he is going to have to sit in bed with me.
I try to play it cool, like it's no big deal, but holy shit it is. I’m very inexperienced; I have messed around a little bit but never had sex.
Men have tried to get into my pants, but the second they touch me it’s like they’re trying to start a fire with my vagina, and I did not enjoy it.
I can feel him looking at me like he can sense my internal battle in my mind. I decide to throw caution to the wind and go with my gut.
“Want something to drink?” I ask him and put my hands in front of me.
He smiles. “Darlin, you want me to leave? I don’t want you uncomfortable,” he asks and it makes me ten times more comfortable.
“I’m just not used to this,” I tell him honestly. I pull him over to my bed and move to the middle so that he can sit down next to me.
I feel like my skin is a live wire with him in my personal space and being this close to me.
“Explain,” he states.
I twist my blanket in front of me. “Dating in general,” I admit.
Much to my surprise, a slow smile comes over his face. “Good.”
