“Hm,” he grunted, “I could be better.” I chewed on the inside of my mouth. “I’ll go get it for ya.”
As my foot tapped on the wooden flooring, I sighed quietly, I didn’t know what to do. Did I stand here and wait or go into the lounge and sit down. “Hello,” My head snapped up and I saw Roman heading down the stairs toward me.
“Oh, hi.”
“Are you here to see me?”
A smirk played on my lips, “Um, no. I actually came to get my camera. If I’m going to get those photos to you, then I need it.”
He smiled. The one thing I noticed about Roman almost right off the bat, was he was genuine. He didn’t beat around the bush, he was down to earth. I went to speak, but I had no idea what to say. I didn’t need to explain my actions, but I felt the need to. “Look Ro…”
“About Gav.”
We spoke at the same time, I smiled and let him go first. “You go.”
“Thank you for getting him out of there last night.”
I shrugged, “I didn’t really do anything, but I saw a small window of opportunity and I took it. I guessed he was better off out of there.”
“He apologised.” Roman stated bluntly.
“He did?” I knew I sounded shocked, but I had no idea why. I didn’t actually know him all that well, but I figured he’d find saying sorry hard to do.
Roman nodded quickly, “Whatever it is you said to him, it worked.”
“I didn’t really do much.” The blush crept into my cheeks and just at that precise moment, Rhys appeared with my camera and bag in his hand. “Perfect. Thanks.”
“You’re good for him.” As I smiled widely at his compliment, I cradled my camera against my chest. It held everything; my future, my career. I didn’t know what I’d do if I lost it.
“Thank you. I’m not sure I do much though.” A small smile tightened my lips, I didn’t know what else to say so I rushed it along and moved back toward the door. “Right then, I guess I better get going.” I held my camera up, “Best get editing. I’ll have these sent to Paisley in a few days.”
“Take your time,” Roman smiled easily, “there’s no rush.” Usually when guys smiled, they smiled for a reason, usually to get their own way, or if they wanted to trick people. They rarely smiled with their whole face, their lips may have made the action, but that was it. When Roman smiled, his eyes smiled with him, it’s what made him so image perfect. “You know, he seems to have let you in,” he added, I turned my head slightly to look over my shoulder, “don’t let that go.”
With a more natural smile this time, I nodded. I didn’t want to answer awkward questions and I didn’t want to hang around for Nikki to show up either. So, as quickly and calmly as I could, I pulled open the door and stepped through it. My legs shook as I put one in front of the other. I wished I could run away and hide. Rhys stood on the step as he watched me go. I smiled and waved as I got inside and started the car. Once my nerves were a little calmer, I pulled away and headed for Gav’s place.
By the time I got there, I was much calmer. I wasn’t sure what he wanted so desperately, but I supposed I would soon find out. As soon as I heard his rough, gravelly voice over the speaker, my lips widened into a grin. “It’s me.”I told him. The door unlocked as he buzzed me in, and I made my way through the halls.
This place was nothing like the block I lived in. That was a dive, but it was all we could afford then, and now if I’m honest. As I turned the corner I saw him, a sexy grin played on his lips as he waited for me, his hands in the pockets of his grey joggers. His white tee clung loosely to his frame and he looked sexy as hell. He looked less agitated than earlier; it must have gone well with Roman this morning. As I reached him, he stepped back through the door and widened it for me to pass through.
“So, what was so urgent?” He wrapped me up and lifted my feet from the ground after shoving the door until it closed. His strong arms lightly squeezed my waist as he held me against him, and his lips pressed a firm kiss to mine as he guided my feet firmly back to the ground. “Wow. What was that for?”
“Do I need a reason?” He asked, his voice smooth like melted butter.
“Well, no, but this is you. You don’t do anything without a reason.” I moved back into his space, my fingers clung onto his sides as I leaned up for another kiss. He gave in so easily and held me close as we shared a longer kiss this time. Butterflies fluttered around in my tummy as he kissed me, I was getting so attached. “So, again. What did you need me for?”I asked as I stepped out of his hold.
“I’m having a few days away. Away from the madness and away from everything that seems to be causing me stress.”
“Oh.” I knew that didn’t sound right, but I had nothing else. If I was really honest with myself, I was sad. I wanted to talk him out of it. He watched me closely; I knew he was waiting for me to say don’t go, but instead a smile tugged at my lips and I moved further into the apartment.
“Is that all you have to say is, oh?”
I lifted my chin and turned back around to him. He needed this. “I think you should. It would definitely do you good as long as you don’t go to a place where you can’t resist anytemptation - in other words, please don’t go to Vegas.” I joked and he chuckled. He moved around the back of the couch until he reached me. As he smoothed his thumb across my cheek, his gaze softened on mine as he caressed lips again. They were so soft and tender; I thought my knees were going to buckle.
Even though I said last night that we needed to talk about everything that happened, he found a way of getting away from that. Instead, he took me to his bed and after two rounds of amazing, breath taking sex, he pulled my back to his front and that’s how we fell asleep. I didn’t mind too much, by then I was exhausted and just needed sleep, I was hoping I could get more out of him today, but so far, he’s not been very forthcoming.
“I promise,” his voice was so soft. It felt like he was saying goodbye to me.
“When will you go?” I reached out toward him again and fisted his shirt.
