a perfect shape.
But then, I would be into her no matter what she looked like.
She had a beautiful soul, and the fact that Ira liked her was a bonus and added to her beauty.
This kept going for a while, but as I moved my hand back to her waist, she broke the kiss and looked at me, trying to catch her breath as her lips swelled and cheeks turned red.
At first, I had thought she was going to say something, but when she kept looking at me with desire and unsureness in her eyes, I knew it was time for me to stop this.
I brushed back a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear, then leaned in one last time to kiss her lips and look back into her eyes.
“How about a movie and some more champagne?” I asked, my voice low and raspy.
She studied me for a moment, then nodded and smiled. “Okay.”
It was enough for the night.
She clearly wasn’t comfortable going any further than that, and to not shy her away, I wasn’t going to push her.
I got up from the bed and reached for my shirt again, and while I pulled it over my head, I felt her eyes on me.
“Or should I keep it off?” I asked, jokingly.
She laughed softly and shook her head. “No, you can leave it on now.”
She bit her bottom lip as her eyes moved to my crotch, and I knew what she was seeing might’ve been a little shocking.
At least that’s what she looked like.
I reached for my shaft and cupped it over the sweatpants I was wearing, and seconds later it didn’t stand out that much anymore.
“It’s a compliment,” I told her with a smug grin on my face.
Her cheeks turned a brighter red, and I chuckled while reaching for her hand. “Come on. Let’s get comfortable on the couch.”
She placed her hand in mine, and with our fingers interlocked, we walked back to the living room.
“Sit. I’ll get our drinks.”
She did as I said. “May I have a glass of water as well?” she asked.
“Of course. Here. Figure out what we’re gonna watch.” I gave her the remote, then walked outside to get our glasses and the bottle of champagne, which was almost empty, and after I put it all onto the coffee table, I walked back to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
She looked peaceful, but there was still this unsureness on her face which bothered me a little bit.
Maybe because I was feeling the same but didn’t realize it.
As I walked back to the couch, Rooney smiled up at me and pointed to the TV. “How about this?”
I looked at the screen and nodded as I saw the name of one of my favorite movies. “Haven’t watched that in a while. Sounds good to me,” I told her and sat down next to her.
She drank a few sips of the water before placing it onto the coffee table and then cuddling up to me with her head on my shoulder and her arm around my stomach.
I put my arm around her again to keep her close, and once she pressed play, we both kept quiet and enjoyed each other’s company without having to talk.
There was no awkwardness between us, which I was grateful for or else I had no idea how to deal with it, and I was happy she was comfortable enough to stay here even after our make out.
In the middle of the movie, I looked down at her face and brushed back her hair to find her eyes closed.
She had moved her head down into my lap and curled up on the couch in the sweetest way possible.
It had gotten late, and going to bed actually sounded like a good idea.
“Rooney,” I whispered.
She pulled her brows together and made a soft noise to let me know she was awake.
“Would you like to sleep here with me?” I asked.
A nod was enough for me to reach for the remote and turn off the TV, then I carefully picked her up and carried her into my bedroom.
Once she was in bed and nicely tucked in, I kissed her forehead and whispered, “I’ll be right with you.”
“Okay,” she whispered, and with one more kiss, I headed into the bathroom to get ready for bed.
Ending the date cuddling her in my bed was exactly what I needed, and once I was done brushing my teeth and taking off my shirt and sweatpants, I