Chapter seven

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Ethan's POV-

It's been a week since Adrianna has been here. She seems happier but I can tell she is still nervous about Joe finding her. She loves her new job and so far I guess Kyle was able to keep his members away from her. She hasn't said much about it except one girl she works with she seems to like alot.

It's been hard to keep my distance from her but I have. I still want to kiss her senseless and spending more time with her I'm also wanting to do other things with her. I'm not talking about what I would do if I got her in bed either. I want to spend time talking with her, watching t.v. with her, hell, I've even thought it would be nice to watch a movie and cuddle with her.

I sound like a love sick sixteen year old who has never had a girlfriend. I can't help it though. I like her here and I'm not sorry for admitting that I want her to stay. I can tell by her body language that she still finds it hard to be around me. I take every opportunity to tease her too. I know, I'm a dick, but I find myself craving it. I know I am a good looking guy but when she reacts to me I feel like a fucking God!

No woman has ever made me feel like that. I've even grown to crave her scent. She smells like wildflowers and cherry blossoms. She may react to me but I can also tell she is getting more comfortable being around me. She playfully hits me all the time and I've even witnessed a smile here and there.

I wanted to do something with her today. I knew she was off and I was too. I wanted to look into those gold eyes all day and If I'm lucky see that smile again. I climbed out of bed and texted her. I knew she was right down the hall but I wanted to know if she was awake.

Ethan-you up yet angel?

She may not have wanted to accept the phone from me but I could tell she loved it. We would send texts to each other through out the day and she always texted me when she left work. I didn't ask her to, but god did I look forward to getting them. Ten minutes later she would walk through the door and kick her shoes off.

I always laughed at her because then she would always say "my feet are killing me!" One night I got brave and pick her feet up and placed them in my lab. I began to rub them but that was short lived. My hands were bigger than her feet and the strain in my pants never hurt so bad. I have been walking around with blue balls for a week. That thought made me adjust my self and I walked into the bathroom.

I turned the shower on and pulled my pants off. I looked down at my erection and groaned. Jesus fucking Christ. I've never taken so many cold showers in my life. Scratch that. I have never had to take a cold shower until that angel walked into my life. I heard my phone chirp. I walked over to it and it was a text from the angel herself.

My angel- I am and already sitting at the table enjoying a cup of coffee. You want me to pour you one?

I couldn't help but smile. Just like me, she loved her morning cup of coffee. I texted her back and hit the send button and climbed into the shower. I quickly got ready and walked out of the bedroom and couldn't wait to see those gold eyes. I walked down the hall and into the kitchen and there she sat playing on her phone blowing the steam from her coffee. Jesus, I will never get tired of seeing her here. She looked over the brim of her cup before bringing it to those perfect pink lips.

I smiled at her and said what I say to her every morning "good morning angel." That always made her cheeks turn a light pink and it always made my dick stir. She already had a cup poured for me sitting on the table opposite of hers. I picked it up but didn't sit down. I also liked it when she checked me out. Remember I said I craved it. I wasn't lying.

She took a sip and placed her coffee cup down and like on cue she looked me up and down. God I'm a asshole but I couldn't help but smile when her gaze reached my eyes. I looked into those beautiful golden eyes and brought my own coffee cup to my lips. I never broke eye contact with her and took a sip. He breathing hitched and once again I felt like a God.

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