"I wanna come in, Emma, will you let me?"
"Yes!" I spoke before I could stop myself. I shook my head, closing my eyes. "I-I mean, it's late and I'm not sure my aunt would welcome you"
A smirk found his lips, it sent a chill down my spine. "Who said I would use the front door?"
I gulped.
"Do you trust me, Emma?"
I stilled, do I trust him? I bit my lip, Dace has always been nice to me since the beginning, he gave me an umbrella at our first meeting knowing fully well he would get wet, my partner in Chem, and nice enough to talk to me and treat me to lunch, even if we don't say it, I knew we both knew we were attracted to each other, although sometimes I couldn't understand Dace's action, there was a red flag in my head but I didn't want to acknowledge it, because I want to trust him, I DO trust him.
"Not fully a 100%"
He chuckled lightly and I felt butterflies in my stomach, I missed that sound. "I will take that, Is that enough for you to invite me in?" He waited patiently for my answer.
I must be losing my mind because as late as 10 pm a hot guy was at my window asking if he could come in through it and here I'm saying this…. I really must be crazy! Everything with Dace was out of control and a real feeling I was scared that it might disappear.
"Yes"
I noticed as his smile broadened. "Take off the dream-catcher"
"What?"
"The dream-catcher on your window, it's the only way I can come to you"
"Why would a dream-catcher stop you?" I said in a whisper and surprisingly enough he heard me from this distance.
"Your aunt told you it keeps things that are unwanted out right?"
I nod wondering how he knew that.
"I'm that unwanted"
I narrowed my eyes in puzzlement and almost in slight fear.
"Don't be scared okay?" he said suddenly, he must have caught on with that. "I will tell you why after you take it off"
I weighed my chances and all said I should take it off, I had a burning desire to be near him which was too overwhelming and it seemed to increase with every second passing. It was getting maddening, more than it was in the past one week but I needed to think straight.
"Will you tell me what I need to know? I have questions"
"I will," he nods. "But only what I feel is safe for you to know"
I licked my lips. "Okay," I muttered, leisurely reaching for the dream-catcher and taking it off. "Done so-"
I gasped with wide eyes, because Dace was suddenly in front of me, before I could process how or what the hell just happened, he was already in, hands on my waist, our bodies close and our foreheads touching.
"H-H-How…" I couldn't find the right words, I was both confused, shocked, and thrilled by how close he was to me right now and his hands on my waist were just… I couldn't explain it but his touch felt so good, too good.
"I missed you," he said in a low huskily tone, closing his eyes and I noticed as he breathed like he was taking in my scent, I felt his muscles tense and calmed at the same time. All sense of thoughts seemed to be lost to me at that very moment.
"Emma"
"Y-Yes?"
"What exactly are you doing to me?" his jaw tightened as well as his hands on my waist and my body tensed up. "You make me feel…" he didn't finish, almost like he couldn't explain it himself. My hands tightened on his sweater, I was on my tip toes now, because of how he held me, firm and eager like if he lets me go he might lose me and it felt the same for me too.
I didn't know how long we stood in that position but it was just comforting and hotter by the second, in this position I could feel how hard his body was against mine, I had no bra on so my nipples were pressed against his chest and it gave me a warm feeling in my lower region, I was growing wetter by the very second, luckily his sweater was thick but I wondered if he could feel it.
The eager feeling dropped to my lower region like an intense wave when I felt his nose brush against mine, his hot breath against my face sent chills down my spine, his manly scent was strong filling my room as well as my nose and all I could think of was how badly I didn't want this position to end and how badly I wanted to kiss him or I might melt.
"Kiss me"