The Motivation of Sweet KissesMature

The next morning, I woke up to a text from Alex. We'd finished off the previous night talking about our favourite books and music, which was actually really enjoyable. Then, she'd walked me back to mine, which wasn't far from her apartment. We'd hesitated at the door, making sure Beth was really asleep before I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. 

I wish you'd stayed.

A.


I grinned down at the text and bit my lip. A few months ago I wouldn't have given any woman my number, let alone think it was cute when they sent me a text like that. I sat, debating  on what to reply for a few moments. 

I couldn't have restrained myself.

x


I headed to the kitchen and rescued the box of pizza that I'd brought back, from the fridge, before Beth could find it. I could hear her stirring in her room. And then I headed back to my room to finish it off. 

I wouldn't have complained.


I chuckled at the phone, despite the tingle running through me again. What to reply?

Another time.

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Hopefully soon.


I grinned, and finished off the pizza just as Beth leapt in to the room. 

"YOU HAD PIZZA WITHOUT ME."

"Yup."

"Not... not even a slice left?"

"Nope."

"Officially the worst morning ever."

"Get over it." I grinned. "You can order pizza tonight."

"Fine." She huffed. "But you can't have any."

"That's fine." I chuckled. She paused and examined me. 

"You seem cheery."

"I feel good."

"You got laid didn't you?"

"Nope."

"Okay, you never look that cheery unless you got laid."

"Shut up, I do too."

"Well, I don't believe you."

"Ah well. Never mind." I shot her another infuriating grin, and bounced out of bed. "I'm going to get ready for work; enjoy moping after pizza all day." 

"Wow. The good mood keeps on coming." She frowned as I pushed her out of the room. 

I dressed, maybe putting a little more care in to it than usual, just in case... Grabbing my bag, with my notes and printed draft of report to edit inside, I headed out of the door. Saturday; bookshop day. 

I'd gotten about half way through my report when she turned up. I'd be jumping at the bell the whole morning, just in case, but had convinced myself to behave normally, three people ago. 

I heard the footsteps, getting closer, and glanced up. 

"Hi." She was grinning, hands tucked in to her jeans pockets. "I'd like some help please."

"Oh really?" I chuckled. "Help with what?"

"Something I saw last time I was here. Just at the back. I'll shout if I need anything." She disappeared, smirking, leaving me slightly confused. I tried to return to the report, but I could hear her boots on the floor, step by step, until they paused. "I could use a hand." She called. I rolled my eyes, grinning, and followed her in to the maze of shelves. It took me a little while to find her, in the back, with that grin on her face. 

"Good afternoon." She smiled, tugging me by the shirt so that I stood closer. I chuckled and threw my arms over her shoulders. 

"This is a nice surprise."

"I couldn't stay away."

"Should I be worried that you know my schedule?"

"I think you should be more worried about what will happen if you don't kiss me, soon," she chuckled. I smirked and brought her closer, bumping noses gently. 

"I like the suspense." Then I gave in and kissed her, slowly, while her fingers fisted my shirt. She tasted incredible; sweet, but with a hint of spice, like chocolate and cinnamon. I felt my back rest against one of the shelves as she pushed deeper in to the kiss, her tongue flicking out to lick the edge of my lips. 

"I couldn't take the waiting much longer." She smiled, kissing my jaw slowly, as I ran my fingers through her hair. I let out a hum of agreement as she reached  the corner of my lips again, and the kissing continued. I felt her thumb ghosting over the skin on my hip, and she was pressing in to me again. 

The bell at the front of the shop tinkled and we broke apart, trying to gasp quietly for air. We were both giggling, as quietly as possible, me hushing her as I listened out for a customer. 

"Lena?"

Oh shit. 

"That's Raph." I whispered, trying to straighten my appearance. She stopped giggling and did the same. "Hey Raph, I'll be out in a second."

"What're you doing back there?"

"Working, unlike you." I called back, finally as normal looking as I could be under the circumstances. I headed out to the front, motioning for Alex to stay put. "Hey."

"Hi." He studied me. "You alright?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Beth said you were in a really great mood this morning. She said it was practically like Snow White singing to the birds."

"She's exaggerating." Oh my god, so embarrassing. Alex could probably hear every word. 

"Hmm. Well you look better than the last few weeks anyway. So, have you got plans tonight?"

"Er, I don't know. Lots to finish, report wise." I nodded towards the report on the desk. "Why?"

"I finished mine and wanted to celebrate. Guess I'll wait till you two catch up." He threw in a dramatic sigh for good measure. 

"As you should."

"Alright, well I'll see you later then. Got to go; got a lunch date."

"With who?"

"Taylor. From Criminal Law."

"Well well, have fun with the cute blonde."

"Oh I will." He grinned. "Bye."

"Bye loser."

When he'd gone, I waited for a moment, and then headed in to the back. Alex met me half way. 

"Sorry, Raph was just-"

"Checking up on you, Snow White?" She grinned and I definitely DID NOT BLUSH. 

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Sure. So you didn't wake up with a skip in your step?"

"I have never skipped in my life." 

"I'm going to pretend I believe you." She leaned forward and kissed me again. "And I'm going to go. But if you need a break from your report tonight, you've got my number."

"Are you asking me out? On a date?"

"Guess you'll have to see, won't you?" She grinned. "Bye gorgeous." 

With one last kiss, that I wished had gone on longer, she disappeared. 

"I've never been so motivated in my life!" I called after her. I swore I could hear a chuckle as the door closed behind her. 

 

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