Chapter 12
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"oh, she works today?"
"Yeah."
"Alright."
He went over to his mini bar.
"You want something?" he asked.
"Anything but alcohol."
He raised a brow.
"You don't drink alcohol?"
"No. I prefer orange juice." I suddenly thought I sounded ridiculous.
"Okay then. Let me get you orange juice." he chuckled.
He left and some time after, returned with orange juice and a glass.
"Here."
"Thanks."
He served me and I took the glass then drank a little. It was delicious and cold.
"Refreshing."
"Yep. Please hold on, let me change and get comfortable."
"Okay."
He left. I looked at my watch. It was already 6:00pm. Anyway, I stood up and admired the house. After some time he returned in lighter clothes and we were ready to talk .
"Can I know why you're avoiding me?" he asked.
Well, I had to be honest with him. I told him why. About feeling strange and the Sloane stuff. He smiled.
"We're just good friends and Sloane knows that. She's not the jealous type nor am I. Don't feel uncomfortable or anything okay?"
I looked at him and nodded.
"Good. You're a sweetheart. How about we watch one of my movies."
"Sure." I replied happily. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
And then, his gaze drop to my lips. My breath hitched immediately because I realised he was real close.
'Oh my...'
"You've got beautiful lips." he said with a smirk. I swallowed.
'Gosh. Did he just say that? And his smirk...'
""Um..."
I didn't know what to reply.
He smiled, amused.
"You okay?" he seemed to tease and I giggled nervously.
"You kid way too much..." I muttered with a shy laugh.
"Who said I was kidding?" he winked at me and then grabbed the remote and switched on the TV.
I stared at him, quite lost while he manipulated the remote. I felt something. A feeling foreign to me. Just by looking at him. I had to snap out of it.
'Stop staring at his beautiful face. Dammit.'
I thought, finally looking away.
***
As we watched the movie, I remembered something.
"Um, Shane?"
"Yeah?"
"I still have your jacket from the beach night. I washed it. Your perfume's still on it, though. It's strong and smells quite good."
He chuckled.
"Thanks."
"I'll return it to you."
"keep it."
"What?"
"You can keep it. So you always thinks of me." he gave me a dazzling smile.
My heart skipped a beat. Why?
"Th– thanks. I may end up loving black and leather like you." I giggled.
"I'm glad to here it."
As he turned back to the TV, a foolish question escaped my mouth before I could even think.
"Do you work out?" I asked, stupidly staring at how fit his T-shirt was on him.
'Of course he does!'
I immediately regretted the question when he smirked at me . He didn't answer me but leaned into the couch and looked at me. Then he raised his T-shirt slightly above his stomach, exposing his sexy abs. I was suddenly out of breath. I noticed that he hadn't buttoned his jeans at all and I could see the waistband of his black Calvin Klein's.
"Does this answer your question?" he asked in a slow manner. I gulped. I was confused. I didn't know what to do or say. I thought of closing my eyes but I couldn't pull my gaze away from his abs. From the Greek god he was. I only saw such bodies in movies. I'd never seen a guy this well built in front of me before. And his abs were more than real.
I wanted to touch them all of a sudden. I didn't know why but I wanted to.
"Go ahead." his sexy voice snapped me out of it.
"What?" I looked at him, lost.
"Go ahead." he repeated with a smirk.
"And?"
"Do what you're thinking of. I have no problem."
I gulped again. Did he read thoughts? What did he mean?
"I don't know what you're talking about." I lied.
He smirked.
"Oh really?"
Shane got up from the couch and stood right in front of me before completely taking off his T-shirt. I'd stopped breathing. His chest, his arms.
What was he doing?
'What am I doing here?'
To my surprise, he grabbed my wrist and shamelessly made me run my fingers down his abed stomach. I ran out of breath immediately. The sudden strange tingle in between my legs made me gasp. It was a frustrating feeling I'd never felt for anyone. Not even Josh.
When he reached the bottom of his stomach, he let go and I quickly pulled away.
"Next time, don't let me force you to do what you want." he stared straight into my eyes.
I suddenly felt like peeing.
"Um, Shane? I've been here for an hour. It's dark and I need to go."
He smirked, then nodded.
'Will I sleep tonight?'
***
It was strange and new to me. The boldness and the rest. I thought of Shane for the rest of that night.
Whenever I thought of what he'd done, of how he made me touch him, of when I saw him shirtless, my entire body had a strange reaction. Strange but pleasant. One I'd never felt around Josh. I couldn't explain how confused I was.
-
That night I dreamt of Shane. It was totally inappropriate and there was no way to avoid him. I didn't understand. I felt almost frustrated for something I wasn't sure I knew about.
***
On a free day, Sloane invited me to their place. I went of course. Shane had gone to work. We ate and chatted.
"So you really want to join the filming industry?" she asked, smiling.
"Yeah. I've always dreamt of it."
"I see. True that it's something really interesting. I've always wanted to be in charge of the costumes for any movie. Plus it gives me good money." she giggled.
