Sugar Daddy

2. Dinner and a Kiss

"What else do you like to do?" He asked for the third time in a row. I already explained to him that I enjoyed reading before I went to bed, and the occasional graphic editing whenever I had the time.

"I like to play games on my computer," I said resorting to the last thing I actually enjoyed to do.

"What kind of games?" He asked running his hands down my back.

"Anything really, I mostly like playing against computers more than other people."

"How old are you again?"

"I'm twenty-two, I thought you learned that from my profile."

"I did, but I was more focused on those cute pictures you had up." I couldn't stop the big grin that was forcing its way onto my face. That was the honestly the first time someone had complimented me who I was equally attracted to.

"You hungry?" He asked

Now that he mentioned it, I was quite hungry. I couldn't remember the last meal I had, sometimes it slipped my mind. "Yeah," I said with a nod.

"I just went grocery shopping the other night so maybe we can cook something."

"I'm not too good in the kitchen so maybe you can show me a few things."

"Cooking isn't the only thing I can show you," he mumbled moving me off the recliner with him. I followed him into the kitchen and a from a few feet away I noticed a small ball of black fur just sitting under one of the stools.

"What is that?" I asked stopping short.

"It's a puppy," he said smiling towards me. "A cute Siberian Husky to be exact." I watched as he bent down and scooped the puppy up, holding it against his chest. He motioned for me to follow again and I finally walked into the kitchen. He placed the dog on the counter and I walked over to see. I watched as he sniffed around, trying to see who the new person in the house was.

Ryan waited for me to reach his side before he moved away, leaving me with the dog. His eyes met mine, and for a second, I thought he was going to leap at me. "What's his name?" I asked reaching my hand out for him to sniff. I turned to look at Ryan and watched as he began pulling out a few pots and seasonings.

"Zeus," he called back. The puppy must've thought he was getting called because he proceeded to walk to the edge of the counter. I picked him up before he could fall off, and held him against my chest. He was the cutest little thing I've ever seen.

"He thought you were calling for him," I said turning to him.

"Well, that's a first." I moved behind the island and took a seat with Zeus still in my arms. I was sure he was going back to sleep, and I wasn't bothered by it. I focused my attention on Ryan who was moving around the kitchen as if his life depended on this meal. He looked as if he spent his entire week at the gym, and I couldn't help but wonder how inviting his body looked. I held no shame as he caught me staring at him multiple times because I was enjoying the view of his manhood bouncing around in his pajamas. As if he reached a checkpoint in his meal, he turned to me and held his arms against his chest, "so, where are you living?"

"I live next to the university not too far from here." I guess he heard the depressing thoughts as I said that because he let out a small chuckle and gave me a puzzled look.

"I thought that was the college dream over there?" He questioned.

"No, it's too noisy."

"Ah," he said. "You're a little bookworm, I guess I should've known."

"It sucks." He moved away as he heard the pan starting to sizzle and the small noise had Zeus up again. "Little guy is up again."

"I'll take him to his room," he walked back around and took Zeus out of arms and I couldn't help but stare at his chest at such a close distance again. "Be right back." I took this time to pull out my phone to see if Tessa had sent me anything important, but it was just a picture she took of a guy she met up with. I sent her a text back confirming how cute he was, but I didn't wait for a text back like I usually did. "Do you want to make a run with me to the store?" Ryan asked running back down the stairs. He had a shirt on now and I was slightly disappointed not being able to see his body anymore. I had a little hope in the back of my head that he didn't slip on any underwear, but I had no way of telling right now.