Push the Envelope
“He was leaning against the wall next to the doorway, legs crossed at the ankle while he played with his phone. I paused a moment so I could drink him in before he noticed me. His hair was darker than usual, still a little damp from the shower. His athletic body was totally relaxed, a stark contrast to the tension that seemed to permeate the air whenever we were together.
As my gaze drifted across his chest and trailed back up to his face, I realized he had caught me staring. “See something you like?” he teased.
“Not much I see that I don’t like,” I retorted. “Arrogant boy.”
“How am I arrogant if it’s true?” He picked his backpack up from the ground next to him and straightened. As he walked towards me, I felt trapped in his dark gaze. “You haven’t got much room to talk, Alexa. You’ve gotta know that guys like what they see when they look at you. You might not play it up all the time, but you’re fucking hot.”
“If that’s true, then you better carry my stuff so everyone knows we’...re together, huh?”MoreLess
As my gaze drifted across his chest and trailed back up to his face, I realized he had caught me staring. “See something you like?” he teased.
“Not much I see that I don’t like,” I retorted. “Arrogant boy.”
“How am I arrogant if it’s true?” He picked his backpack up from the ground next to him and straightened. As he walked towards me, I felt trapped in his dark gaze. “You haven’t got much room to talk, Alexa. You’ve gotta know that guys like what they see when they look at you. You might not play it up all the time, but you’re fucking hot.”
“If that’s true, then you better carry my stuff so everyone knows we’...re together, huh?”MoreLess
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