still standing by the door seemingly unsure about something. That’s odd .
My eyebrows furrow as I take a swig of my beer. “Are we gonna do this or what?” I ask, looking at him all confused.
He shakes his head as if to shake out the cobwebs. “Yeah--sorry. It’s just weird that’s all.” He leaves the doorframe and walks towards me.
My body responds to his nearness almost instantaneously and I shiver. Damn libido.
I look at him with a bit of concern. “What is?” I ask coming out of my lust haze.
He clears his throat. “Nothing. Let me get the system set up.”
He bends down to get the game started which gives me a clear view of his nice tight ass which I was right about. It looks divine in those jeans that hang low on his waist.
Low enough for me to see the waistband of some Calvin Klein underwear. Dear lord , this man is too gorgeous for his own good . I may be a virgin, but I am still only human.
Once he sets everything up, we play Mario Kart the whole night and I learn a lot of things about mystery man, but it’s mostly just the basics.
He told me that he has an older brother named Bryan and a younger sister named Kelly. He’s from Chicago and his mother is a nurse at a city hospital. His dad was a different story. He didn’t want to talk about him that much. So I didn’t insist.
I also found out that his favorite sport team is the Chicago Cubs. He showed me his music collection which included a lot of hip hop, R&B, and some Rock.
As the night went on, we found out different things about one another. We actually had a lot in common which made it easier for me to be myself with him.
There weren’t any awkward silences because if we weren’t talking about our lives, we were joking around about the game and talking smack back and forth. I didn’t want the night to end because we were so in sync with each other, which is something new for me.
There were times when I felt as though he was holding back on me, like when I would ask more about his family, I could tell just by looking in his eyes. There just seemed to be a lot of hidden emotion there. It was pretty evident to me but I didn’t want to get into a serious conversation because then there would be questions about my life and there’s no way I’m telling him about my past—if I can’t even bring myself to tell Magda—there’s no way I’m spilling my guts to this Greek God.
At one point during the night, our legs were touching and rubbing together so I had to keep myself from straddling him and kissing him senseless.
I want this man, so bad. He’s making me feel like a hussy with my dirty thoughts . Stop it!
“Wow! It’s 3am!” He says surprised, leaning closer to my side so he can see the clock on his messy desk.
I take my chance and smell his neck like a total creeper. I close my eyes at how good it smells. I find it so tempting to lick his neck but I snap myself out of it once I realize what he said.
“Oh my God! Are you serious? I have class in less than five hours!” I jump off the couch and scramble to put my heels back on. “I gotta go, I’m gonna be so tired, I’m gonna fall asleep in class.”
He leans back on the couch. “Umm, yeah you might…”
I see him start to rub the back of his neck with his right hand looking sheepish so I busy myself to avoid making him feel awkward for any reason.
I finish putting my heels on and