Chapter 4-Inseparable

I open my eyes, turn off my alarm, and lay there smiling while thinking about the last 24 hours. I roll over, not ready to get out of my bed yet when I roll right into something. WHAT THE … Adam is in my bed. We must have fallen asleep while talking last night. I nuzzle into him trying not to wake him as he looks so peaceful and sweet, but wanting to drink him in. As I slide my arm around his waist, Adam’s body stirs then he slowly opens his eyes. I don’t move. Adam rolls onto his side so he is now facing me. I look up at him shyly.

“Good Morning,” I say.

“Morning, I guess we fell asleep,” Adam slid his arm around me to snuggle in, “What time is your first class?” Adam asks as he yawns.

“8 am, I’m sorry to wake you so early, when do you have class?" I ask, hoping it's at the same time so we can go together.

“No worries, I only have dance today so not until after lunch. Can I walk you to class this morning?” Adam asks and I can’t hide my smile.

“Such a gentleman, sure why not,” I try to play it off as if I am impartial when I am jumping with joy, “Give me a minute to get ready.”

I go to get out of bed but Adam doesn’t let go. Impulsively I tickle him so he naturally jerks away and frees me. Laughing I quickly escaped my bed. Adam smiles and props himself up as if he is getting a show. I walk over to my closet, today I’m not about looking cute, I’m tired and lazy. I'm going to wear the same outfit but in clean clothes. Black yoga pants, racer back tank top, and a baggy hoodie all the way. I quickly change my back to Adam, trying not to think about him being there, especially when I have to change my panties and bra. He doesn’t say a word, just watches me as I get ready. I take my hair out of the braid letting the waves fall around my face before clipping part of it out of my eyes. Check my face so that makeup isn’t smeared everywhere. Okay, I’m ready. I check my book bag to make sure I have the right subjects. I stand up looking at Adam.

“Ready to go?” Adam asks.

“Yep, let’s go,” I say with a smile.

“Wait, that took you like 10 minutes to get ready.” He sounds surprised.

“Yeah so? Do I look alright?” I look down at myself and back up at Adam.

“Of course, smoking hot,” Adam has a huge smile on his face, and I can feel mine turning red.

“So, what’s the problem?” I’m confused now.

“Nothing I’m just surprised; do you always get ready so quickly?” Adam looks me up and down, but I can't read his face.

“I thought I told you already I’m not a princess or a prima ballerina,” I can hear the sas in my tone as I talk, “I’ll take my time when I want to if we go out somewhere nice or something, but school, nah waste of time.” I try to make my voice more casual like I don’t care “Plus staying in bed cuddled up next to you was worth not getting all pretty.” I turn to walk out the door because I can feel my face heating up as I know I'm blushing and I can’t hide it anywhere. Without looking back I asked.

“Are you coming?” Adam jumps out of my bed, grabs his backpack, and then takes my book bag and walks out the door.

I lock my door and turn to take my bag; he won’t let me take it back. It’s a nice gesture, although I'm not used to it. I let him carry it for me anyway. I start walking down the hall. Adam catches up in a beat. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Adam move as if he was going to grab my hand but then stopped. I think he might be nervous. I want to hold hands with him. I wish he had taken my hand. I glance up at him and bite my lower lip, he looks down at me, smiles, and asks with a laugh “What?” I don't say anything, I just take his hand in mine; he says nothing either but I watch as a smile spreads across his face. We walk down the street hand in hand in silence. The walk to school seemed to go by extremely fast today. I didn’t even stop at Timmies on the way, too caught up in holding onto Adam, reliving last night, and thinking about what would happen when we got to my classroom. We continue to walk into the school and upstairs to my class, never letting go of each other's hands. But what will happen? The classroom draws nearer and my heart starts to race. I choke out “This is it, my classroom.” Adam looks at his watch, “ It’s not quite 8 yet.” I can’t look Adam in the eyes, I am looking anywhere else.

I want him to kiss me, but feel like it’s too soon. Adam pulls me off to the side of the hallway standing so we are face to face now, but I can’t look up at him, I stare at our hands. Adam pulls his hands away, I knot mine together continuing to not look up, feeling him staring at me I instantly start to blush again. I feel Adam’s hands on my face and instinctively I nuzzle into it relishing the feeling of his touch, he draws my face upward to look up at him, and now I know it’s beating red because I feel hot, his eyes pierce into mine as he speaks.

“Stop hiding your face from me. I like seeing how much I make you blush.”

“Sorry,” I feel like my face could be as red as a tomato now, “I don’t know why I’m nervous. What happens now?” My voice is almost a whisper.

Adam removes his hands from my face and wraps them around my waist, pulling me in close to him and then lowering his head, my breath catches as he moves in closer. My lips part, and he moves to whisper in my ear.

“You’re going to class.” I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding.

How did he make that sound so sexy? I’m stunned for a second, then realize he is serious.

“HAHA, you’re so funny,” I try to sound sarcastic but it comes out barely audible. “Here I’ll take my bag now.” Trying to escape his hold so I can think again.

Without letting me go he slips it off his shoulder and onto mine. The bell rings.

“That’s my cue.” I turn away to slip out of his arms to walk into class, but Adam pulls me back to him again and kisses my cheek.

“See ya later.” He says as he walks away, leaving me standing there watching his back, my face is beat red.

I walk out of class, and check my phone, hoping there is a text from Adam. 4 new messages and 1 new voicemail. I find a bench in the hallway where I can sit to check all my messages and hang out before my next class. I sit criss-cross on the bench while I check my voicemail first, it’s either from Lacey or my Mom.

“Oh Lala, no word from you, must mean things are going great, or you fell asleep. Call me back bitch.” Typical Lacey fashion.

My stomach turns, and my heart races to see who the text messages are from.

Lacey: Are you alive? Text me back.

I better answer her quickly.

Me: Yes Alive, late night explain later. And NO, it's not what you’re thinking.

The next name I see is his.

Adam: Hey last night was fun, I like talking with you. I like waking up next to you more :P I can’t stop thinking about you, when do you want to hang out again?

Me: I enjoyed the last 24 hours too, but before class was a little awkward. I think you missed the target. What about dinner tonight?

I feel myself blushing alone on this bench as I wait for Adam’s reply. I know this feeling; I know where this feeling led the last time I felt this way. Am I ready for this? I know I want to see him again. This is going to be a very long day. I check my watch, I have an hour until my next class. I better put my phone away and get some studying in now, since I missed last night and hopefully will miss tonight too.

My phone beeps. I will not get any studying in if my phone keeps going off. Ignore it, and focus on my homework. My phone beeps again. Fine phone you win I will look at you.

Lacey: How do you know what I am thinking? I have no details. My mind could be anywhere. LOL, are you going to see him again?

Me: You’re ridiculous. He came over. We talked all night, and then he walked me to class this morning. I hope I get to see him again tonight.

Now my phone will be going even more crazy from her. As soon as I put my phone down it beeps again only this time it’s not Lacey.

Adam: The target eh? I guess I will have to work on my aim. Dinner sounds good, what are you cooking? I mean I could cook too but I’m terrible, unless you just want to go out to eat? I’ll pick you up at 6.

Me: Sounds good, where are you taking me? I’m a decent cook but I’m not cooking in our common area kitchen for our first date, and now I’m afraid to try your cooking.

Oh, this is fun, the shameless flirting, the suspense of waiting for the next message. The doubt when you hit send and re-read it, the panic when the person doesn’t message you back right away. I don’t know what it is about Adam, but I want to be around him all the time already. Am I crazy for feeling that way? My phone beeps interrupting my thoughts.

Adam: I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.

Where do I want to go? Hmm, I search for good places to eat in Toronto, I want to go somewhere I’ve never been but somewhere I know I will like the food. I found the perfect place.

Me: Can we try Momofuku?

The name is a bit weird but online it looks like it’s a cool place to try, you can get any type of cuisine you can think of. Hopefully, Adam will also think it’s a cool place.

Adam: What did you call me? Lol sure I’ve not been there before, see you in the dorm foyer at 6 pm.

I look at the clock, great that ate up a half hour, now I need to buckle down for 30 minutes and review the content from today’s nutrition class, and prep for tomorrow’s class. I put my phone on silent. At lunch, I will review whatever we learn in Anatomy today and prepare for tomorrow’s class. I sit on the same bench for the entire break, the bell rings and I head to anatomy class.

2 hours of anatomy always fries my brain. I head down to the cafeteria, grab a salad and some water, take it outside, and find the big shady oak tree to sit under. It’s beautiful outside today. I could skip the dance and lay out all day long. I grab my earbuds out of my bag and turn on some music very low just enough to drown out the noise from everyone else. I open my books and start reviewing the 2 hours of lecture. Only 3 minutes into my reading I hear my phone beep. Are you serious? I will not look at it, I have work to do. I start reviewing my lecture again when my phone beeps a second time. I thought this thing was silent. I pull out my phone to change it so I won't even know I’m receiving texts. But as I flip on the phone Adam’s name comes across the screen and now I can't not look.

Adam: You look beautiful under that tree in the sunlight, But do you ever take a break? I’ll keep texting you until you stop working and look up.

I freeze, and look up from my phone, where is he? Scanning the courtyard, I don’t see him anywhere. Someone touches my shoulder; I jump so high my heart is racing and I’m not sure I can breathe. Adam is laughing so hard at me. I take out my earbuds and swat at him.

“Jesus Adam you scared the crap out of me. What are you doing here?” I’m still breathless.

“Well that’s easy, I do go to school here you know.” He answers with a playful attitude.

“Obviously, but here in the courtyard under my tree, you don’t have class for another 2 hours,” I explained.

“I didn’t know you owned the tree,” Adam says in such a sarcastic tone.

“And I didn’t know you were so sarcastic,” I say dramatically.

“How about I couldn’t wait until 6 to see you,” he smirks.

“Aww that’s cute, I like that response much better, are you joining me under my tree?” I ask.

“Nah I thought I’d go find some other tree to sit under and watch you like a stalker. I believe you called me that once.” So much attitude.

I shake my head at him, grab his hand, and pull him to the ground. I put away my books and earbuds.

“Well that’s creepy but you can just stare at me from right there, you seem to do that a lot already anyways.” I smile at Adam in a sassy way, just waiting for his response, I’m enjoying our little banter.

“But you’re so irresistible I can’t take my eyes off of you.”

“Oh, is that why you couldn’t wait until tonight?” Suddenly I am feeling very shy, with my typical shy sitting stance I tuck my face into my knees and wrap my arms around my legs.

I can feel my face getting hotter which means I am blushing again. Oh surprise, Adam is staring at me again.

“Yes, that’s exactly why, but I wish you would stop hiding all the time, I don’t want to stare at your knees, I would like to see your beautiful face too, I enjoy looking into your eyes.” I peek out over my knees and look at him.

“So how was your morning? Hopefully more exciting than mine.”

“It was good, went to the gym, had a power nap, ran some errands, and couldn't stop thinking about you, so here I am.” He gestures to the space in front of us.

“What's so fascinating about me?” I ask.

“Besides the fact that you're stunning, you dance, you watch football, no, you watch the Steelers, you are into the outdoors, you fish, you love your family and I'm sure there's so much more I don't know yet but I can't wait to find out.” his gaze pierces mine.

“Oh.” That is all I can say.

I'm blushing which means I uncontrollably hide my face. I can feel Adam move closer to me, his hands run down my arms towards my hands. I laugh, it tickles me, I jolt, and he grabs my hands so I can’t hide my face again.

“I told you earlier I like watching you blush,” he says quietly.

“I like it when you make me blush, I think, '' I giggle trying to pull my hands away so I can use them to hide my face again. Adam doesn’t let go.

“Well I hope to keep doing it, but only if you stop hiding every time.” Adam stands up suddenly, I wonder where he's going but I continue to sit here. He extends his hand to pull me up. I look up at him without reaching for his hand.

“Where are we going?” I ask skeptically.

“To class, you know the thing we paid for we don't want you to be late.” he reaches for me again.

“There is still plenty of time before class, why are we heading there so early?”

“Just trust me, come with me please.” I reach for Adam’s hand, he takes mine. We head towards the studio.

“What time does your last class end around?” Adam asks casually.

“4 PM why?”

“I'll see you around 4 PM then, I’ll walk you home?” He kind of asks it as a statement.

“Sure, sounds good.”

We enter the building and head towards the changing rooms. We are at the entrance to my changing room. I look around because we are the only ones here.

“See I told you we would be way too early for class, these are my change rooms.” I pointed towards the door then I turned to walk away and let go of his hand. Adam intertwines his fingers with mine pulling me back into his embrace. I hug him as he whispers “Should I see if my aim has gotten better?” Before I can respond Adam kisses my neck, moving up to my cheek down my jawline, and stops at the corner of my mouth. He pulls slightly away and smiles at me.

“See why we needed to come up so early?”

I just smile at him; Adam gently grabs my face and gently kisses my lips. He pulls away again, and stares into my eyes, sending my head spinning. He lets go of my face and rubs his finger down my shoulder and arms. I don’t want him to stop. He leans in again and I hold my breath waiting, craving his lips, but he doesn’t kiss me, he whispers in my ear.

“See you after class.” He let me go, about to walk away, and I grab a hold of his hand.

“Not just yet Mr.” I pull Adam back closer to me, and we are face to face again, “But we have class missy.” Adam has this sly smile like he knows exactly what he is doing to me and what I want at this very moment.

“Not quite yet, we still have another minute or two.” I shyly say, my voice horse.

“And how would you like to spend that time Molly?” He asks, clearly pretending not to know.

“By doing this,” I say before doing the same thing to him as he just did to me, kissing his neck, which he squirms from, I think he might be ticklish there. Kissing him up the jawline to his mouth, but I can’t stop. I keep moving until I stop on his lips. My mouth parted slightly inviting him in. my hands snaking around his neck into his hair to pull him closer if that is possible. We stop breathlessly and I realize dancers are now shuffling into the changing room. I whisper in Adam’s ear. “See you around 4 in this foyer.” With smiles plastered on both our faces he says, “Have a good class.”

He quickly kisses me one final time before walking away. I walk into the changing room with a goofy ear-to-ear grin. Focus, time for class. I change into my tights and bodysuit and put on my dance shoes with the same goofy smile on my face. I relive that moment through class over and over again, not listening to my instructor. I don't even know if I’m dancing correctly, I move as the class moves. 2 hours have flown by it's 4 PM, and class is over. I run to the change room quickly change back into my street clothes, grab my phone, and text Adam.

Me: Hey I'm done already let me know if you are here I'll give him a couple of minutes to reply. I freshen up, gather all my stuff, and check my phone, but still no reply. I walk out of the change room and look around for Adam, I see him with some girls. Dancers from another program, do I go over there? No, he's free to talk to anyone he pleases; we aren’t an item. But I will text him again to see if he notices.

Me: Looks like you have a fan club, should I be worried?

I wait and watch, he doesn’t even check his phone. Are you kidding me? These girls are all over him and he doesn't seem to mind. I can’t hear what they are saying but their body language screams flirting. Why is he still talking to them? He knows I’m meeting him in this very foyer at this time. I am growing angrier the longer I stand here and watch this. Screw it I don't want to see it anymore. How could he not notice me by now? I want to walk up to say something, but I don’t want to seem needy or jealous when we’ve hung out twice. Oh, but that kiss before class, you don’t kiss like that if there isn’t something there. You know what, maybe he forgot he said he would walk me home, no worries right? I’m cool, calm, collected, I got this. I walk by Adam and his girlfriends, I’m not going to make eye contact, I just walk by like I don’t even notice them. Once outside I start speed walking to get home, I feel awkward, and I feel a little jealous rage happening inside me. My phone suddenly beeps. No doubt in my mind, it’s from Adam. Part of me doesn’t want to look, the other part of me needs to look. I take my phone out of my pocket without stopping. I check the message.

Adam: Where are you going? I thought I was walking you home.

Me: I didn’t want to interrupt your little fan club. They seemed to be captivating your attention.

Adam: Are you jealous of a few girls from my class? Can you stop power walking so we can talk?

Me: I’m not jealous and I’m not an idiot, and I will walk as fast as I want . . . . Maybe we shouldn’t do dinner tonight.

Now my phone is ringing, of course, it’s Adam, do I answer it? No, I don’t want to talk to him, I ignore the call and keep walking. My phone starts beeping immediately after the call stops. I stop walking so I can read all the messages, all of which are from Adam.

Adam: Molly- ANSWER THE PHONE!

Adam: Please just hear me out, they are just classmates, nothing more.

Adam: After kissing me like that you’re just done? I know what you're thinking, I’m not that guy. I would never lead you on just to hit on another girl in front of you.

I don’t know what to say, I don’t want to walk away from him, I want to know more about him, but I also don’t want to be the stupid girl who falls for these lies and I don’t know exactly what kind of guy he is. I also know I can be very jealous, I always was with Jeremy. AHH, what do I do? I go to text Adam back and my phone rings again, it’s Adam again. This time I answered it.

“Hi, before you say anything more, you should know I am jealous, I am also not an idiot, if you want to flirt with other girls or whatever, then you won’t be sleeping in my bed anymore, I can’t deal with shady shit.”

“Molly, I knew that’s what you thought, I’m not a player, I’m a one-girl kind of guy, those girls are seriously just in my class I barely know them. Don’t be jealous please.”

“Well I am jealous, how am I supposed to know who they are? I was waiting for you but you just kept talking to them.” My voice shakes a little.

“Okay well, I’m not talking to them anymore right?”

“I don’t know Adam.” I feel ridiculous.

“I don’t want you to be jealous of some girls flirting with me when all I was looking at was you. When you headed towards me, I thought you were going to stop, and I could have introduced you instead you bolted out the door.” He sounds hurt.

“I’m sorry, you should probably know I get jealous easily.”

“Does that mean you want me?”

“It means I don't want other girls to want you.” I look back towards the academy contemplating heading back when I see Adam walking towards me, I don’t move, I want him to come to me, I want my jealousy to be over and I want to know who those girls are. I say nothing, I just hang up the phone. Watching as Adam becomes closer. My nerves start as I don’t know what to say to him now. Face to face, I can’t look at him. I'm too embarrassed, I stare at the ground in silence.

“Hi, I don’t think I can control what random girls want.” He says I can't lift my head to make eye contact.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know, I wish you would have stopped. I could have introduced you, I’m sure they would have liked to meet the girl I haven’t stopped talking about since you were calling me. What was it again bathroom boy? Except I just called you the girl from the bar.”

“You haven’t been talking about me all this time in class. I feel like such an idiot now.” I put my forehead on Adam’s chest with my hands over my face to hide my embarrassment.

“Molly, you're doing it again, stop hiding from me. Please let’s forget about it and we can keep walking you home, then go out for a lovely dinner.” I remove my hands from my face and slide them around Adam’s waist, not moving, he hugs me back and whispers in my ear.

“Come on, let's go.”

We release each other and start walking toward my dorm, as we walk Adam grabs my hand and interlocks his fingers with mine. Nothing is said as we walk, just like this morning. At the door to my dorm, I look at Adam, “Well we have about an hour until we said we would go for dinner, what are you doing until then?” “I was going to shower and change why?” He asks.

“Want to come up for a minute?” I just want to be around him, I also want to know who those girls are still if he will ever tell me. Maybe we can talk about us as us or are we still just hanging out?

“Sure, why not?” He shrugs.

We walk through the foyer and up the stairs towards my floor, down the hall, and to my room, again neither of us talking. I unlock my door, enter my room, and drop my bags. I can’t take it anymore, I turn around to cut the silence when Adam takes me in his arms, staring me straight in the eyes, deep in my soul. I can’t look away. Adam leans in to kiss me, but this time it isn't as innocent as before. We stand here exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. Why was I so jealous before? After what doesn't feel long enough, we come up for air. Adam then gives me a little peck, I hug him with my head against his chest the words just come out.

“Why does it feel like I've known you for years not days.”

“I know the feeling. So, can I ask you something? Do you want to make this thing between us official, so we don’t have to have any more moments like the one before now?” Did Adam just ask me to be his girlfriend? Do I want this to be official?

“Even after the way I acted today?” I ask.

“What? Of you being jealous? being human? It was cute but remember I'm a one-woman kind of man and this man is willing to be yours and only yours.” He says as he nuzzles my neck.

“I’m in,” Before I can say anything more Adam’s lips are on mine. A short time passes and I try to pull out of his embrace. Adam is reluctant to let me go; I stay here, look up at him to ask.

“So, are we still going out for dinner?”

“Absolutely, now that you're mine I want to show you off everywhere.”

Blushing again I go to move away so he can't see my face. Adam grabs my face and just stares at me which makes my face turn redder. Adam rubs his thumb along my cheek making my brain go fuzzy. The words come flowing out of my mouth before I realize what I am saying.

“So, do you want to take a shower?” Adam leans away from me looking surprised. I continue to talk.

“What, we just had dance class, and I don't want to smell at dinner.” Adam looks me up and down then dramatically sniffs. I roll my eyes at him.

“Ha Ha so funny I'm going to have a shower stay here or join me, your choice.” I grab my bathroom stuff and leave my room. Adam chases after me.

“Where are you going?” he asks.

“To the co-ed dorm bathrooms where we can have a shower in our stalls, I don't know what you were thinking.” Smiling, I continue to walk away, Adam chases me down the hall, so I start running. Laughing, we enter the bathroom. I turn and wave to Adam, “See you soon.” With a mischievous grin, he replies, “Or you could see me right now.”

Adam’s lips crush into mine, we walk backward into the shower stall together, he pushes me up against the wall and the shower button. The water turns on and I squeal into Adam’s lips as the water hits me. We are fully clothed, but at this moment I don’t care. The water trickles down my body, and without thinking, I start to undress. dropping my sobbing wet clothes on the floor. Adam takes off his shirt and undoes his pants. We don’t stop kissing as our hands explore each other’s bodies. I can't just bang Adam in a public shower. My fantasy is catching up to my reality. I have only known him for a short amount of time. Adam is okay with doing it right now right here because he drops his pants and boxers, he is now completely naked in front of me. I'm standing here only in my undies, Adam trails kisses down my neck, and I sigh heavily as I tilt my head back giving him better access. Adam cups my breasts nipping at them as his hands travel further down my body. His fingers run along the waistband of my panties that are stuck to me in the water.

“Adam,” I sigh, “slow down,” I say taking a deep breath, “maybe let's just.” My breathing is so winded. Adam stops kissing me but doesn't let go of me “Yeah,” He sighs, “okay” Adam takes a deep breath, “Where is the soap?”

I go find my body wash, shampoo, and body glove to shower now. I drop my underwear and start to clean Adam’s back and butt, oh his butt is so nice, I wrap my arms around his chest and kiss his shoulder. Adam grabs my right wrist and spins around. He's now washing me, caressing my breast, down my belly continuing even lower. I throw my head back in the water as Adam continues to kiss the trail he just made, he keeps going lower past my hip to my inner thigh, then to my nub, sucking and flicking his tongue. Oh God it feels so good, I rub my fingers through his hair, panting, I moan his name “Adammm” Adam stops, stands up, smiling at me with this big grin as if he is proud of something. I stare at him without speaking, trying to figure out what just happened.

“Just a teaser I couldn't resist,” Adam says as he nibbles at my ear.

I giggle, shake my head, and start washing my hair like nothing happened. Two can play games, mister. We finish our shower and pick up our soaking-wet clothes. I realize we have no other clothes with us and will have to wear towels back to the room. We slide out of the shower stall hoping no one cares enough to pay attention, I’m sure we aren’t the first ones to shower together in a co-ed bathroom. I ran back to my room, not the most comfortable about being in the hallway naked under this towel. I open my door and wait for Adam to come inside. Standing in my room with him I feel like Adam and I have been together for so long. I'm suddenly not nervous about him being in my room or the fact that I'm about to drop my towel and walk around my room naked looking for something to wear. I act as if Adam isn't even there.

“You know you could just wear that for the rest of the night,” Adam says as he looks me up and down.

“Oh yeah, I'm sure everyone in Toronto would be thrilled.” I laugh.

“Or we could stay here for tonight.” I look at him to see if he is serious.

Adam is just standing there in his towel watching me. I look him up and down then ask.

“Are you planning on getting dressed or just standing in a towel all night?”

“Well I would change but my clothes are soaked, so do you think I can pull off this look for dinner?” Adam starts striking different poses to showcase his towel look. I can't hold in my laughter.

“You poor boy, part of me wants to keep you in that towel all night and the other part wants to give you the earliest outfit I own.”

“You don't even feel bad, do you?” Adam asks with this look like he wants to laugh but he is trying to be mad.

“I’m not the one who turned on the water,” I say, sounding innocent.

I go into my gym drawer, grab the most masculine pair of shorts I own, and toss them to him. I walk past him to get my undies and bra on, but Adam sweeps me up in his arms and tosses me onto my bed. Laughing I grabbed his towel, I can play this game. Adam is now draped over me naked; I can feel his growth against my naked body. I put my arms around his neck, and pull him down for a kiss, Adam kisses my lips only for a second before he starts moving down my body. Along my jaw, down my neck to my chest, where he briefly stops to massage my breasts before continuing further down to my belly button and inner thigh. Adam makes the same move as he did in the shower. Tantalizing my nub with his tongue. Oh God, it feels good, moaning out in pleasure, I can feel it building inside, I’m so close to letting go when he stops, and turns me over. He slowly inserts his rock-hard erection into me. Letting me feel him inch by inch. Letting my walls expand around him.

"Fuck Molly you feel so good." He slowly starts to pound himself into me. It feels amazing.

“Ahh Adam I’m close.” I moan.

“Me too babe,” Adam pulls me upward, exploring my body, he breathlessly tells me, “Cum for me Molly.”

He starts moving more rapidly until I scream out in pleasure, almost immediately after Adam pulls out releasing his load on my back. He quickly picks up his towel to clean me off then crawls in bed pulling me with him, pulls the covers over us and we lay here spooning. We say nothing and just enjoy the moment. I turn around so I can see him, I play with the hair at the nape of his neck, smiling at him.

“What?” He asks, trying to stop himself from smiling.

“Nothing.” I am still smiling ear to ear, I can't stop. I bit my lip trying to.

“Stop looking at me like that,” Adam growls as he devours my lips briefly before lightly biting my bottom lip. Once he releases my lip I give him a quick peck and then roll out of bed.

“That's how it's going to be Ram bam thank you, Ma’am,” Adam asks, chuckling, “Well, I thought we were going out for dinner?” I say looking back at him.

“Right well I was but I still don't have anything to wear remember?” He reminds me.

I go sit next to him on the bed, and Adam pulls me in close. Kisses my neck and then starts talking about our lives, our friends, school, food, music, and movies, next thing we know my stomach growls. Embarrassed I ask him.

“Hungry yet?” I awkwardly laugh. “Do you want Pizza?”

“What about that place you picked out?” He asks while stroking my face.

“We’ll go another time, what do you want on your pizza cheese and pepperoni?” Adam nods, I sit up, grab my phone, and order the pizza for delivery.

I get out of bed, find some leggings and a top, get dressed, and gather up Adam’s clothes.

“I'll throw these in the dryer so you have dry clothes for tomorrow,” I tell Adam as I head out the door and down to the laundry room. I decide to wait in the foyer for the pizza to come since I’m already down here. I head into the laundry room and put Adam’s clothes in on high heat. As I wait for them I sit in one of the common chairs of the foyer scrolling through my phone. Within minutes my phone beeps.

Adam: Are you coming back or are you leaving me in your room alone? PS . . .. I’m still naked and getting cold.

I laugh out loud and blush at the same, but don’t answer him, I wait for a bit longer then head back to the laundry room to check on Adam’s clothes, they are already dry, as I’m folding them my phone rings.

“Hi, is this Molly? We are in the lobby with your pizza.”

“Great I’ll be right there.”

I head back to the foyer, meet the delivery guy, pay, and bring the pizza and Adam’s clothes upstairs. I open the door, Adam is lying in my bed with nothing on, no sheets, no clothes, nothing. I can’t help it, a laugh escapes my mouth.

“Sorry, oh gosh, I didn’t mean to laugh. I was not expecting you to be lying there like that.” I close the door and walk over to my bed, to Adam. I set his clothes on the bed and the pizza on my desk. Fully expect Adam to get dressed while I get some paper towels for us to use and drinks. I turn around, and Adam is still lying there naked.

“Are you going to get dressed?” I ask, confused as to why he hasn’t yet.

“Well you said the dry clothes were for tomorrow so I assumed you wanted me naked all night. Pass me some pizza and a beer please.” Adam says so matter of fact as if this is completely normal.

I laugh again, pass him both his pizza and beer, grab mine, and go sit beside him. He pulls my blanket over him while we eat and talk about what we would do if we won the lottery. I look at the clock and it's already 10:30 pm.

“Adam, is it OK if we do some schoolwork? I know I sound like a nerd but if I don't read the context before class I'll be lost.” I tell him truthfully.

“You take school seriously eh?” It's more of an observation than a question but I answer him anyway.

“Yeah, and I won't change either, just FYI. My studies will always come first.” Adam stands and throws on his boxers, grabs his books, and mine, and we cuddle as we start studying. I change positions multiple times while we study.

“Do you always move around this much or am I in your way?” Adam asks, looking at me lying on my back with my feet up against the wall, holding my book above my head. I glance over at him.

“You’re not in my way, but I never paid attention to how much I moved while I read,” I reply like the way I am lying is natural.

Some time later I wake up in a startled jump. I look around for Adam, but he's not here. I don't even remember him leaving. I sit up in bed and grab my phone, it’s 7 AM. Perfect, I have time to get ready for school. I also have a new text message; I open it before I get out of bed.

Adam: Good morning beautiful you fell asleep reading and I need clean clothes. I'll see you under your tree at lunch.

I passed out on the poor guy oops. I already can't wait for lunch. I hop out of bed to look for the best outfit for today. It’s a little cooler out today so I go for something a little warmer in the wardrobe. I grab my gray jeans, black belt, and matching black boots, black zip-up crop tank top with an oversized red cardigan on top. I braid 3 French braids on my left side and defuse the right side of my hair. Put on a bit of makeup and head out the door. Friday during lunch I get a text from Lacey Lacey: where the hell have you been? you vanished! I haven't heard from you since your first night with Adam.

I realize I have spent all week with Adam in my spare time. As I approach him I decide I better call Lacey “Hey, I'll be a few minutes I've got to call Lacey before she reports me missing.” Adam gives me a strange look and then laughs.

Ring ring ring “Oh my God, she lives, where the hell have you been?”

“Around, keeping busy, you know,” I reply laughing.

“No I don't know, tell me, please! Wait, have you been with Adam all week ?” Lacey asks. I can feel myself blushing about it, “Yes it is new and feels right and he is amazing and kind and gorgeous and smart,” I ramble.

“And you are completely smitten. I get it just don't forget about the rest of the world.” Lacey says in a caring voice.

“I won't, we should all go out this weekend,” I suggest, “It is the weekend already let's go to the bar tonight I can get to know him and you can get to know some of his friends and my friends,” Lacey answers, “Sounds good I'll tell Adam and he can tell the boys.”

“See you before for pre-drinks at my place at 8,” Lacey recommends.

“See you there,” I say.

Back at our tree, Adam is sitting waiting. I sit down beside him, we kiss and explain why I had to call Lacey and the plans we made. I pull out my textbook and sandwich, we sit in silence while I eat and study. Adam puts my bookmark in my book and closes it, I know it means it's time for dance class. Amazing how 1 week together we have created small gestures and routines. He knows I like to study during lunch and that I would lose track of time with my nose in my books. He never interrupts me either, he just sits with me, either studying or listening to music. He always gives me enough time to pack up and for us to walk to the changing rooms and make out before class. We stand up and head to the studios. While we walk we go over the plan for tonight.

“So I'll meet you at the bar later tonight?” Adam asks.

“Yeah, Lace and I are gonna hang out beforehand,” I answer, “Cool, have a good class,” Adam says.

“See ya,” I say as I walk away. Adam pulls me back to him.

“Hey, you forgot something.”

“What?” I ask. Adam kisses me without a word, I deepen the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him flush against me. We come up breathless, Adam releases me and walks away smiling.