“Hi babe” Annie breathes softly as he makes his way into the apartment. He looks up from the mat and locks eyes with her “Hi sweetie” she goes over and gives him a peck on the cheek. He removes his shoes and grabs her by the arm. She tenses as he steps out of the foyer and guides her to the living room. She notices her palms are still sweaty , she rubs her free hand on her pants hoping to erase any sign of nervousness. He places her against the wall and puts his nose on hers, his eyes on her collar bone. She can feel his breath on her neck as she concentrates  on staying still. “You look very pretty today, Annie.” She feels conscious of her white long sleeve and plain black skinny jeans and flats. His eyes move from her legs, stomach, chest to her lips then up to her cheeks, his face moving back, his eyes locking with hers again. “Thank you..” she mumbles and loses eye contact “I’m sorry i didn’t answer your call earlier” his grip on her arm moves to her waist and he pulls her to him, his lips forming a smirk “or my text” he whispers. She nods slowly,evaluating her next move carefully.

She moves her hand up to his neck feeling his skin change with goosebumps as she places it on the back of his neck inside his grey button down shirt, and looks him in the eye again. “I’m sorry.” her eyes droop slowly and she kisses his rough lips softly, lingering on his bottom lip. Tenderly peeling her lips from his and opening her eyes to see his still closed, his eyebrows raised and the smirk back on his lips “Mmm, needed that after a long day…” She smiles and moves her hand from his neck to his shoulder.

 ”But ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t cut it. does it Annie?” she feels the nervous rush swell inside her as he opens his eyes with that and a small frown settles on her lips. She knows better than to answer ans shakes her head slowly. His hand moves from her waist to her own hand on his shoulder, removing it and holding it tightly in his. His other hand moves to her face and holds it squeezing her cheeks until her lips open. Her breathing speeds up as she feels her cheeks ache in his hand. He lowers his face to meet hers, his hot breath teasing her mouth, he loves seeing her like this “No, it doesn’t” His grip tightens on her hand and pins it above her head as he lets go of her face and moves his hand down to the side of her hip. Annie watches him, not willing to move an inch in his grip, biting the inside of her cheek and feeling her knees could buckle soon. ” I know you’re busy with classes and i’m busy at work, but that’s no reason to forget about me is it? No…that’s a bad Annie.” Her frown deepens into a pout. When he sees this his hand squeezes the side of her plump thigh, “You wanna be a good Annie, don’t you?” 

When he asks her she swallows, relieving her dry throat, nodding eagerly. “Right…” he releases her and stands straight “What do you want for dinner?”

TBC part 3