Fiona
We got back to my place and I peeled my jacket off and then went for my boots. He was making sure his bike was set so I left the door open. I headed for my kitchen and grabbed some juice and headed back to the front in time to see him get in and take off his cut. He hung it next to mine and I had to admit… I liked seeing it there.
“Shoes.” I called when he went to walk towards me. He grumbled and tried to take them off without balancing too well and then he put them next to mine and again… it looked right. There really wasn’t another man for me.
“Bed.” He pointed and I crossed my arms.
“I think we should… wait.” I told him softly and he just paused like he was thinking about it.
“What I tell you before Fi? You have to beg for it before you get it.” He told me and then he pulled
