Hello all you lovely readers!
I'm sooo so so glad you're digging the story so far! I know, it'd be much better if I had an editor buuuuut I'm gonna focus more on getting the chapters out rather than just waiting for an editor to show up. I know exactly what I have planned for these characters so the story should flow smoothly, let's see. Also, from this point on, the chapters are expected to be longer and longer chapters means more time.. So don't be mad at me if it takes a while. Just know, I'm never done writing. I'm glad everyone hates Benji as much as I do by the way... he literally makes me wanna throw shit around the room.
[Thanks to my babies Kahlil, Curtis, Katie and Alea for pre-reading for me. Love you guys.
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-ERC
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After she'd finished, Arabeth left the bathroom and went to return to the slowly accumulating "get-together". She'd gone downstairs and noted that more people had arrived, some she knew and some she didn't. Halley had found her again and they quickly went to find a spot to sit in so that they could chat and get to know each other since they both shared a mutual hatred for a certain prick. Arabeth had just finished telling her about the time she and Ina got caught in the art building late at night when a tall figure approached the two ladies.
"Enjoying yourselves?" the smooth, masculine voice asked. Of course he was coming to bother her some more. After what had happened in the bathroom, why not? Grayson waited until Halley finally spoke up.
"It's cool, could be better but hey, who am I to judge right?" she said easily, and was rewarded with a playfully grin. It made Arabeth uncomfortable the way he was standing there so nonchalantly as if he hadn't just barged in on her trying to use the bathroom. Grayson quickly turned his attention Arabeth who was trying hard not to stare up at him. In fact, he noticed that she was looking everywhere but at him. It made him feel a little bad... but not too bad. "What about you?" he asked, which finally got her to slowly raise her head to meet his awaiting eyes.
"It's fine." she said timidly. She really didn't want to be doing this right now. She was still embarrassed and wanted him to go away. Even though she found his sense of humor charming, she was almost certain that he'd seen her most intimate lady part and could help but shake the feeling that he was going to goad her about it.
Grayson didn't like where this was going. Was she mad at him for barging in? Sure, it was his house but maybe it really upset her. Well, she did call him a pervert... maybe she didn't want to talk to him? "Just fine? You sure? I'd say our little meeting in the bathroom should have lightened up the mood a bit sweetheart." Immediately, Arabeth felt her body tense.
Oh god, no.. he saw it. Oh my god, oh my god I have to leave...
'No you don't. Don't leave. He's just trying to ease the tension. Relax...'
Arabeth stood up, ignoring what her mind was telling her and quickly brushed past him. Even as she continued to walk, she felt it. When she moved past him, her chest bumped into his arm and it immediately sent waves of pleasure through her. It was like a fire slowly building, sending a deep aching within her loins. The feel of his body against hers, even for a split second, made her want to go back and jump into his arms. She was almost to the door and was certain that she was going to leave but halted in her tracks when she remembered that Alex had driven them there and she'd have to walk back to the room. She turned around and noticed that Grayson had been on her tail the entire time, trying to catch up with her. That only made her want to leave more.
She felt herself lean back against the door as Grayson finally closed in on her. She couldn't handle this. She couldn't handle another man being close to her, especially a man she'd had fantasies about. They were standing face to face now, neither one of them saying a word. Arabeth was looking up at him as he stared down at her, his 6"3 frame easily towering over her 5"4. Why was he so close? Didn't he know what he was doing to her just by standing there? Arabeth could feel the heat radiating from him as he continued to look upon her, his breathing harsh. Her breaths were coming out short and much like him, she was awaiting the minute one of them would break the silence. God, he smelled so good. Like mint and expensive cologne with a little bit of Jack Daniels thrown in. His piercing blue eyes were eating away at her and she didn't know what to do. She didn't even kn
ow this man and already, she'd felt like they had a history together. As if they were a broken up couple waiting to get back together. Grayson, who was having trouble keeping his composure, raised his hands to place on either side of her head against the door and leaned his mouth towards her ear. Arabeth shivered as she felt his breath tickle her skin.
"You really shouldn't stand there, darlin'... Someone might knock you over trying to come inside. You do.. want someone to come inside, don't you?" he asked, and they both knew exactly what he meant. It was the way he said it that made Arabeth let out a whimper that she couldn't control and close her eyes. It was a very low, husky whisper and it burned her. What the hell was he doing to her? She felt it deep in her stomach and it traveled through her entire body. She could feel the moisture rising in between her legs and wanted nothing more than to grab his shirt and pull him closer, grinding her aching womanhood against his leg.
Grayson could feel himself about to do something he knew he would regret later, but he just couldn't help himself. She was so... tempting. And she looked so good tonight. Her hair was down, but styled in a very exotic looking curly afro curving around her face. Her makeup was done lightly and enhanced her already beautiful, soft features. She was wearing a pair of dark jeans that fit her curves nicely and her shirt, a low cut v-neck framed her upper figure just right. He had to stop himself from looking straight down into her shirt, otherwise he was afraid he'd scare her off, if he hadn't already. The pregnant pause between them would have been disturbing, if not for the fact that they both knew what was happening.
"Well well, I see you move on fast..."
No.. fucking no. Not right now. Not here and definitely not now.
Grayson stood up straight, willing himself to look away from the beautiful creature in front of him and turn to the direction of the voice. Of course, it was Benji...
Fucking Benji
. Who the hell invited him to this? Didn't he know it was by personal invitation only? And what the hell was he talking about? He was always deeply disgusted when Benji came around because it meant his cocky attitude and stick figure, uptight girlfriend were usually following. Grayson sized Benji up before turning back to a tense Arabeth who looked like she was damn near about to cry. He looked back and forth between the two and immediately put two and two together.
"I need to go." she said, the edge in her voice giving her away. Without another word, she turned towards the door and opened it, rushing out and not even caring that she would have to walk back to campus.
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"Y'know... you walk awfully fast hun, I don't think my car can keep up. " Grayson joked as he drove along side Arabeth. After he gave Benji a quick shove that sent him sailing into the nearest wall, he went after her. That kid should have known he was unwelcome in his home. Fucking bastard. He immediately went after Arabeth to discover her marching her way down the street. He could have easily run after her, but felt it better to hop in his car and convince her to get in so he could drive her home, even if it wasn't that far. He wanted to be near her. He wanted to apologize for blowing her off.
Arabeth scoffed and kept walking. "Awfully fast for a big girl, right?" That hurt him. It hurt him because he could tell that she was the kind of girl, that although beautiful, had self-esteem issues. It cut him to the core because she was absolutely stunning and should know it. He didn't find her big by any means, she was the perfect size to him, curves in all the right places and a beautiful face to match.
"Arabeth, please get in the car. It's dark out here and it's late.. and no offense honey but you're way too attractive to be walking around at night. This is a college campus..." he pleaded.
"I can handle myself. And attractive? No. I'll be fine... you can go now." she hated to admit it, but the only reason she wasn't getting in the car was because she was afraid that he'd want her to finish what they'd started back at the house and she wasn't ready. Her thoughts were cut short when she noticed Grayson stopping his car and turning it off. She stopped walking only to watch Grayson get out of the car and lock the doors. "Wha-.. You can't leave your car right there! They'll tow your shit!" she chastised him.
"And I'll go pick it up in the morning. I don't want you walking around here at night and I'd be responsible for you if anything happened." he replied casually, stuffing his keys in his pocket.
She could laugh at his boldness. Responsible for her? Who the hell did he think he was? She was a grown ass woman.. she didn't need him trying to walk her home. She also didn't want him to know which dorm she lived in... Okay so the real reason she didn't want him walking her home was because she was afraid he would try to invite himself inside and... She sighed dramatically and it caused him to laugh. "Grayson..."
"Arabeth..." he said, mocking her tone and dodging a blow to his arm. He couldn't help it, she was cute when she was frustrated. "Look, I just wanna make sure that you get home safely, ok? Now, we can make this super difficult and I could easily stuff you in the trunk, or you could just get in the car?" he offered, cocking an eyebrow and waiting for her response.
"If you put me in the trunk, how are you going to get me home jackass? Hmm? I'm not telling you where I live." she replied defiantly crossing her arms. Did she just roll her eyes at him? Well shit...
