"God, I have no idea what to wear," I whined through the phone, feeling confused and hopeless.
"Just go with something causal yet sexy. Do you want me to come over, babe?" she asked again but I declined her offer as I had only an hour to get ready for my date and by the time she comes over and helps me dress up, I would definitely be running late.
"Okay then, send me pic for approval before heading out." She added, making me laugh a bit before I cut the call.
I quickly started to rummage through my clothes to find an outfit that was date worthy without implying that I was trying so hard and finally settled on a pair of skinny blue jeans and a black lace top that had a sweetheart neckline.
Thankfully, Ray was not at home and we haven't seen each other eye to eye since our little couch incident. That was the closest to any sexual encounter I've ever had in my life and I felt my core tingling in excitement just at the thought of it.
Stop. Thinking. About. It.
I shook my head, trying to focus on my date and not on my hot Roommate who I might have a slight crush on.
Yup, I couldn't deny it anymore.
I have a crush on Ray Anderson but I knew I couldn't act upon it for obvious reasons.
I was happy to go on a date with Simon who was a decent and good-looking guy. I felt like I was constantly convincing myself that I was doing the right thing and decided to just go with the flow for once instead of overthinking.
After wearing my outfit, I started working on my makeup and blow-drying my hair. Halfway through it, I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Ridhi?" I heard my roommate's deep sexy voice and I sucked in a deep breath.
Speak of the devil!
When did he come home?
"Yeah?" My voice came out a bit shaky than usual and I quickly checked my reflection in the mirror with my dryer in one hand and my comb in the other.
"Can I borrow your charger? I can't seem to find mine," came his response and I tried to calm my self before asking him to come in. This was the first time we were talking since last morning.
"I'm in the middle of something. Come inside and help yourself," I called out and continued to blow-dry my hair without turning my back.
I didn't look back and kept my gaze fixed to the mirror in front of me. I could hear the door being opened and he cleared his throat for me to notice his presence.
"Going out somewhere?" he asked, making me turn around and I found him leaning against the wall near the door. He was shirtless, wearing just a shorts that hung dangerously low on his hip. I could faintly see an outline of a tattoo which was hidden underneath his elastic of his shorts. It piqued my curiosity as I haven't noticed it before.
"Eyes up here," he whispered in a low voice, making me swallow hard and my cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
"Uhh...yeah. Going out on a date." I replied cooly and pointed to him where the charger was located. I noticed his face become serious for a spilt second but he let out a loud sigh and quickly made his way towards my bedside table to fetch the charger while I continued to blow-dry my hair.
"How to kiss on your first date?" I heard him speak from behind which made my eyebrows scrunch in confusion.
"What are you--" I stopped talking as I turned around and found him staring at my laptop screen which was unfortunately right next to the charger.
I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself as I was dying from embarrassment.
Why didn't I shut my stupid laptop after browsing on Google?
I was a fucking moron!
"Oh my God, Ray!" I rushed towards my laptop and shut it forcefully before he could read anything else to torment me forever.
"There is something called as privacy," I frowned, grabbing the charger and handing it over to him. He took the charger from my hands but didn't let go of me.
"First date huh?" he asked with a cocky smirk plastered on his face and I tried to free my hands from his strong grip.
Great! Now he is going to make fun of me all the damn time.
"Shut up and let me go. I'm running late," I hissed through my teeth but I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was quite enjoying this.
"Not so soon, sweetheart." He threw the charger on my bed and pushed me against my closet. I could hear my heart racing wildly against my chest and I started to sweat even though the air conditioner was on.
"What are you doing Ray?" I managed to ask as he started to come closer towards me and I placed my palm on his bare chest, stopping him from coming anymore closer.
"Teaching you how to kiss on your first date," he whispered, pushing a strand of hair away from my face and I started to breathe heavily as he was slowly zeroing the distance between us.
Did I hear him right?
"Are you out of--"
"Shush now!" He whispered again, placing his finger on my trembling lips and I almost forgot to breathe for a second.
"You need to make sure you feel this before you kiss someone," he added, making me gulp and I looked straight into his beautiful green eyes which made me forget about the everything in that moment.
"Fe--Feel what?" I stammered as he traced my lips with the pad of his thumb. He smiled, showcasing his beautiful dimples and positioned my palm to rest upon his heart. I could feel his heart beating like crazy.
Similar to mine.
"Feel this, Ridhi and also this," he licked his lips and pushed himself against my body and I could instantly feel his hard-on, poking my stomach. He didn't take his eyes of me and looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered to him. I swear I was ready to give myself to him at that moment.
"Fuck! Those eyes! You make me go fucking crazy," He groaned as if he was in pain and I felt him loosen his grip on my hands but I was in no position to step away.
Not when I wanted him to kiss me so badly.
Not when every cell in my body was aching for his sinful touch.
Not when my pussy was aching with a burning need to feel him.
"Ray!" I called out his name in almost a whisper and traced my fingers all over his muscular chest. He closed his eyes and brushed the tip of his nose against mine.
"I want to be your first kiss," he spoke, taking me completely by surprise and I felt my heart skip a beat at that moment.
That was the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me.
Here, I thought he would be making fun of me for going on my first date.
We both heard my phone go off at that exact moment and I let out the breath that I didn't know I was holding.
"Fucking hell!" He cursed under his breath and stepped away while I was still trying to process what the hell just happened right now. I slowly walked towards my bed to grab my phone and saw the caller ID.
It was Simon.
What the hell was I doing?
"Is that your date?" he asked through gritted teeth and I could sense the anger seeping out of him.
"I--I should take this," I mumbled, pushing my hair away from my face and looked up at him, not knowing what to do.
"Good luck on your date."
That was all he said before storming out of my room angrily and leaving me in the worst state of mind.
What the hell did he mean by that?
Most importantly, should I even go on this date when every sense in my body was begging me to go kiss him?