Dance in the Rain

D.I.T.R. - 20

"Let love grow"

But my heart told my head

"This time no

This time no"

(Song attached to previous chapter)

As I listened to this song, I felt I could really adapt to it. The lyrics and sounds from the folk music really adapted to my situation and feelings. And that’s what I did; I listened to my head and not my heart.

I jumped off my bed, forgetting about my earphones. My phone went tumbling to the floor, pulling the earphones out violently. I rubbed my ears but got over it and ran to Drakes room, that was oh so conveniently across the hall from mine. I didn’t bother knocking and just marched in. I guess it was a bad time because Drake was just coming out of his joined bathroom. Steam was pouring out from the doorway, casting his glorious body in a shadow. I silently closed the door and enjoyed the view. Drake stepped out of the bathroom with a low slung towel around his hips. I could almost drool at his well defined six pack, pecks and hip things. He had droplets of water dripping down him sculpted chest and from the tips of his dark brown hair. He saw me when he walked further into the room,

“Des, what’s up?” He asked, completely oblivious to his awesome body fully on display. My legs had a mind of their own when they walked, what seemed like, seductively towards him,

“You tell me, sugar,” My voice sounded low and sexy and I could see Drake visibly gulp. I don’t know what part of me said that but I smiled, “Drake, I think I’m in love with you.”

The sound of my voice drifted across the room. Drake and my eyes were locked on each other and it seemed like he was looking into my soul. I froze when I heard my voice say that. I can’t believe I just said that. Waiting for drake’s reaction, I was inwardly debating just running back to me room. We just looked at each other for what seemed like hours but must have been seconds. I ended up just running back into my room, humiliated. I felt like such an idiot.

What was I thinking? I’m such an idiot! I mean, who goes into someone’s room and just says that while they’re less than half naked? I jumped onto my bed, face down, and covered myself with pillows wishing that the bed would eat me. I heard the door open and I didn’t want to look up so they could see my beet red face. It’s probably Drake coming to laugh in my face. I heard the lock click on my bedroom door and I was too curious to not know who decided to lock us two in the room.

I lifted my head and came face to face with Drake’s sexy face. His hair was still wet and he was shirtless. He was lying on my bed, in only boxers, next to me. I groaned and shoved my head back under the pillows,

“I’m so sorry,” My muffled voice came out. I doubt Drake could understand me. I felt an arm rest on the small of my back and grab my waist, pulling me into his hard chest. I looked up, curious, and as soon as my face saw his, his lips had claimed mine. I instantly responded and snaked my arms around his neck. Our mouths moulded together and fireworks erupted. Drake pulled me impossibly closer so our bodies were flush against each other, our legs tangled. Thank goodness I shaved them this morning. Drake let out a moan when my tongue traced his lip, asking for entrance. He instantly opened his mouth but his tongue slipped into my mouth first, our tongues have a little battle for dominance. I could feel his little friend poking into my thigh and that only turned me on more.

My hands found their way towards his chest and I traced my finger tips over his hard planes. He let out a soft moan and I brought my hands up, gripping his neck lightly. His hands found their way to my ass, my small shorts riding my a little. He pulled me on top of him, rolling over. He gripped the hem of my thin singlet and pulled it over my head. He pulled back to look at me and growled,