We stood in front of my apartment door as I looked up at Louis shyly; he smirked as I fumbled with my keys. Should I invite him, would that be weird for him to be here while I got ready for my date with Marcus?
“When you look at me like that, little one.” He said grasping my hand with his free one, “It tests myself control.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, biting my lower lip. He let out a groan and stepped closer.
“You don’t know what that innocent gaze of yours does to me, do you?” He asked leaning closer to me.
“You could show me,” I said. My lips quirked up as I tried not to smile up at him.
“Are you trying to get me to kiss you?” Louis asked as his piercing gaze lowered to my lips.
“I might be,” I answered, bringing my hands up to the lapels of his jacket and I pulled him cl
