“I think I know where you live now.” I pull out and she looks out the window as I make my way to her house. Neither of us say anything, the tension in the cab is thick and my body feels like a firework being lit and burning to shoot off.
I pull into the visitor parking spot. “Do you want to come up?” she asks. I can see she’s nervous, which she’s never been before.
“I would love to, but the sitter is waiting for me.” I look at the clock and see it’s almost midnight. “I told her I would be home by ten.” She laughs as her hand reaches for the handle and I turn off the car. She looks at me confused. “I’ll walk you to your door though.”
“I can make it to my door,” she assures me. “I didn’t even finish the bottle of wine.” She actually stopped after her second glass and then stuck to water the rest of the night.
I don’t bother answering her. Instead, I just open my door and step out. By the time I get to the back of the SUV, she’s walking to me. “You really don’t have to come in,” she insists and I put my hand at the base of her back and usher her into her apartment building. “You could have watched me walk in from outside.”
I press the up button on the elevator, and the door opens right away. She steps in and presses her button. She watches me walk in and my whole body feels like it’s about to explode. She looks over at me as the doors close and I move to her, grabbing her chin in my hand and pushing her back to the side. Her hand comes up and holds the back of my neck as I tilt my head to the side, and our mouths open for each other. The kiss is frantic, and I can taste the sweetness of the dessert she had on her lips. My hand drops from her chin and my other hand comes up to hold her neck, feeling her pulse under my finger soaring as much as mine. Her hand moves from the back of my neck to the back of my head. I move her to the corner of the elevator, my hand still on her neck. Her eyes open when my mouth leaves hers.
“All night long.” I say, right before I step into her open legs, pushing her against the corner. Her hand is now holding onto the railing on the elevator wall. “Fucking torture.” My spare hand comes out to grab her ass and pull her to me, my knees bending so my cock is right on her pussy. “All I wanted was to fucking taste you.” I bend to kiss her neck and her hand comes up beside her head. I slip my hand in hers as I take her mouth for another kiss. My hand moves from her ass, up to her side, and inside her jacket, cupping her breast. I feel her nipple pebbled under the material.
The ping of the elevator doesn’t stop us from devouring each other. The doors open and she finally lets me go. “Are you sure you can’t stay?” she asks as the doors close and the elevator moves, going down again.
“Yeah,” I confirm, my hand coming up to hold her face as I kiss her, more gently this time. The door opens again, and I look to see that we went back to the lobby. I move away from her, going over to press the button to her floor. She moves to stand beside me, and I feel her fingers near mine. My pinky grabs onto hers, just to hold it. When the doors open, she steps out and I follow her.
“You really don’t have to walk me all the way.”
“I really do,” I reply as she takes out her key and opens her door.
“There, you have officially walked me to my door.” She looks up at me.
I move my hand up and I tuck the hair I wanted to touch before behind her ear. “I did,” I say softly and bend my head to kiss her lips, letting her go, even though I don’t want to. I walk back to the elevator and it’s still there. I hold up my hand, smile at her, and get in. I press the lobby button and back up, leaning against the back of the elevator and look up. I wait for the doors to close, but her arm shoots out to stop it.
She comes in and jumps up, just like Nora does, and I catch her. “One more kiss.” She wraps her arms around my neck, and I turn to push her back to the elevator. I kiss her like I don’t think I’ve ever kissed anyone before, our tongues fighting with each other. The doors open and she unwraps her legs from around me and slides down, her hands going to my chest. “You have to go,” she says and pushes me, and I just smirk at her, walking out of the elevator and into the lobby. “Drive safe.” She smiles as her whole face lights up, holding up her hand as the doors close. I look up to see the number stop on her floor before I turn to walk back to my car.
I shake my head as I get behind the wheel and head home. I pull up and walk in, Tessa is sitting on the couch, her phone in her hand. “Sorry I’m late,” I apologize.
“No worries.” She gets up. “Nora said it was okay for her to sleep in your bed,” she informs me, and I nod my head at her as she leaves. I close up the house and walk up to my bedroom.
Nora is in the middle of the bed and I see Tessa put pillows beside her so she doesn’t fall off. I change into pajamas and get into bed, the whole time all I can do is think of Kylie. Think of her smile, think of that fucking kiss. For the first time in a long fucking time, I feel fucking good about things.
I drift off to sleep and wake up the next day when Nora pokes my back. I turn my head to her and open my eyes. “You’re snoring,” she complains, my phone in her hand, “and I’m hungry.” My head falls back on the pillow. “Can we have breakfast?”
“Yeah,” I say, getting up.
I’m leaning against the counter downstairs in the kitchen when I pick up my phone and pull up her text thread. All I’ve thought about all morning fucking long was the date. It was one of the best dates I’ve had. Hands down. Even better than when I was younger.
Me:
Thank you for last night.
I press send and I wonder if she is even going to answer.
480-502-7755:
You paid for dinner. It should be me thanking you for last night.
Me:
I really had the best time.
480-502-7755:
Did you? I am pretty amazing.
I laugh because I can hear her voice in my head.
