Chapter twenty-seven
Tall. Dark. And handsome.
That's Ezra.
"Yeah, I'm actually in this building," Ezra says happily.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Maybe you could show me around, help me settle in. You know, I'd love to catch up with Matt,"
"Yeah, of course. If Matt wants to,"
Ezra playfully shoves Matt but he doesn't budge. He's been standing there with his arms crossed and his usual impassive, impenetrable expression.
Matt clears his throat.
"Yeah, man. I'm down. But Novah and I actually have somewhere to be,"
"Oh, sorry for keeping you. Nice to meet you Novah. I'll just be here, settling in,"
'Yeah, like you said, I can totally help you settle in and everything,"
Ezra's expression brightens and his eyebrows raise. "That'd be great!"
"Okay, well, I'll see you later. I can give you...umm.....Matt's number, I think,"
"Okay,"
I look over at Matt and he pulls out his phone.
Ezra does the same.
They exchange phone numbers.
"Well, nice meeting you, Novah," Ezra says.
"You too," I say to Ezra.
"Bye Matt," Ezra says to Matt.
They dap each other up.
"Bye," I wave as he walks back into the building.
Matt and I both get into the car. He turns it on.
I look over at Matt who looks pretty stone-faced.
"Matt," I try and get his attention.
He clears his throat and pulls the gear shift. "Yeah,"
"Do you actually know him?"
He seemed very....uneasy and kind of irritated the whole time. Not that he isn't like that with EVERY GUY THAT TALKS TO ME but I trust Matt's instincts.
He backs out of the parking lot.
"Yeah, I've known for a while, now. Doesn't mean I like him,"
"How long have you known him?" I ask.
"Since middle school,"
"Damn,"
"Yeah. I transferred schools in high school, though so after that I kind of lost contact with all the people I knew,"
"Oh,"
"Yeah,"
"So, you're okay with him? Cause I do wanna help him settle in but like, if you really don't like him...."
"Well, I mean, I'm obviously gonna be there with you so it's fine. I'm good with it,"
"You sure? You looked very uneasy when I was talking to him,"
"I'm just being cautious. You still barely know him and I don't want any guys near you, really, but I can't control that,"
"Okay, just making sure,"
He's still looking straight ahead at the road.
But there's still something weird about him right now.
He usually keeps me away from guys at all costs. He usually tells me "Stay away from him" and all that.
But he just.....is okay with Ezra.
That's a little weird to me.
How neutral he is about this.
I don't know, maybe I'm just used to him being jealous and paranoid.
"I love you, Matt," I say to soften him up.
He's being his stone-cold self right now.
He's putting on his public face right now and I want to see the soft, loving side of him right now.
He smiles and I grin in relief.
"I love you too," Matt says sweetly.
"I like it when you call me sweetheart,"
His eyebrows rise. "I like it when you call me daddy,"
"I didn't think you would,"
"Well, I do. I love it. Especially when you're going down on yourself while saying it,"
I giggle. "I'll keep that in mind for next time,"
"Good," he says, smiling.
"Are you still......frustrated?" I ask.
"Always," he replies immediately.
"When are you not in the mood?"
"Umm......hmm.....I think I always am. Especially with how I have no limits when it comes to you. I can't say no. Ever,"
"I feel special that you have a soft spot for me,"
He chuckles. "I always will have a soft spot for you as much as I try and deny it,"
I place my hand on his thigh and he smiles at me.
I'm glad my sweet Matt is back.
"So where exactly is this place?"
"We'll be there in about five minutes,"
"What does it look like?"
"Well, it's smaller than the other one. Like way smaller. No stairs. But I did make sure that there was a big closet because you seemed to like that,"
"You didn't have to get a whole new apartment,"
"Oh, but I did. I could tell you weren't.......too enthusiastic about it,"
"I still liked it,"
"But you didn't love it,"
He's right. He's always right when it comes to how I feel. I don't know how.
He knows how to read me like a book and its a bit....unsettling.
A few minutes later we pull into a cute looking apartment complex.
Very clean and cozy-looking.
They're all very compact too.
Painted pastel blue on the outside.
Matt pulls into an open parking spot.
"This is it, right here. Just remember I haven't signed papers, indefinitely so if you want a different one, that's up to you,"
"You're so sweet, Matt, seriously,"
His cheeks start flushing pink and I grin from ear to ear.
He opens his car door and steps out, quickly, probably a bit embarrassed/
I get out of the car.
"I'll get your things out of the car after you see the place,"
"Okay,
He takes a key out of his pocket and walks up to the clean, white door.
It says 17 on it.
Hmm. My birthday is Sep. 17th. I wonder if he knew.
I don't think I've told him yet.
He unlocks the door and opens it.
"After you," he says and moves to the side.
I grin at him and step in.
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The first thing I see is a massive glass window and a beautiful window seat.
"Oh my god, Matt!!!!" I squeal.
I rush over to the window and sit in the cozy space.
It has a bunch of little throw pillows on it.
The seat has a view of the pool that looks magnificent under the sun.
There is also a pretty jogging trail that has a lot of trees and greenery on either side of the trail.
"Oh my god, Matt I love this," I whisper as I take in the view.
I jump up and hug him tightly.
He wraps his arms around me, smiling a little.
"I have alwayssss wanted a window seat! I literally love it! Let's go see the rest," I say quickly, almost tripping over my words in excitement.
I take his hand and start to examine the rest of the place.
The light shining in from the huge window makes the living room so serene.
There is a sleek black futon and a few potted plants here and there. It looks nice.
I walk through the living room to find the kitchen that is located next to the living room.
The kitchen is very important to me.
I walk in and flip on the light.
It has a little window thing where you can see out to the living room and even through the large window.
I see nice, clean granite counters. A dishwasher.
I look at the sink.
It's a nice wide sink, perfect for washing dishes. Not that I would need to.
There's a dishwasher.
The fridge has to be my favorite part.
I turn and look at Matt. He's leaning against the counter with his arms crossed.
"Did you buy the fridge?" I ask.
It's a tall stainless steel fridge with a little screen on the door. I'm guessing it's a smart fridge.
It's refined, modern.
"No, I asked for one with a good fridge. I hate old fridges,"
"Oh," I laugh.
I open the fridge and peer inside.
It's very spacious with a capacious freezer compartment at the bottom.
There's a bunch of drawers and spaces that I could use to put fruits and vegetables in.
That's enough on the fridge.
I close it and walk over to where Matt is standing.
I cup his face in my hands and kiss his lips.
"I love this place already. It's amazing,"
He grins an ear-splitting smile and I almost melt.
He kisses me repeatedly.
"Hurry and see the rest so we can get in the shower," Matt says.
"We?" I ask playfully.
"Yeah, I didn't get you an apartment for you to be showering alone and shit,"
I laugh outwardly as we walk down the narrow hallway.
I pick the first door on the right and turn the knob.
I walk in and the first thing I see is a huge bed, king-sized, I think.
The walls are white. There's a wide window above the bed with some sheer curtains.
I turn and see Matt smirking, looking at the bed.
"You don't even know what I have planned for us in this bed,"
I giggle.
"Giggling will get you fucked. I promise,"
I fall back on the bed and spread out snow-angel style.
"It's so big," I whisper.
"That wasn't an accident," Matt says and winks at me.
I don't think he's planning on going easy on me tonight.
Will I stay here tonight?
I don't know.
I mean, I want to.
I want to cuddle with Matt in this amazing apartment.
I want to cook for us in the kitchen.
I'm excited to clean the place for sure.
What If I moved in with him?
I shake off the thought and notice Matt peering down at me.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks quietly.
I don't want to tell him.
He's gonna think I'm moving wayyyy to fast.
I mean I've known him for a few weeks and we've already gotten an apartment together.
He caresses my cheek and stares into my eyes adoringly.
"Tell me," he says softly.
"You're gonna think I'm crazy,"
"I really won't. I'm crazy. I can deal with it,"
I'm just gonna spit it out.
"Imagine if we moved in together,"
His eyes light up.
"You want to?" he asks curiously.
"I mean.....I was just thinking about if we did,"
He places his hand on the small of my back and pulls me closer.
"But do you want to?"
His firm but steady voice makes me feel safe.
The softness but deepness in his voice makes me feel special.
God, I love him so much.
I press my lips against his and close my eyes.
I just want to feel him.
I brush my nose against his and bury my hands in his hair.
Matt pulls me fully against his body and his hand rests firmly on my lower back.
I try to feel this one out.
I always use reasoning and logic to make decisions but this time I want to listen to my heart, for once.
I find it extremely difficult to do that but I have to try.
Matt's lips are soft and warm.
The slight stubble on his face feels comforting under my hand.
The soft strands of his hair are perfect for tugging.
I love everything about him.
Even his flaws and imperfections.
They're what make him Matt.
And Matt is mine.
His tongue and mine interact with each other harmoniously.
I can feel that he loves me.
His body is telling me.
His love and desire for me are coming off of him in waves.
I pull away from his mouth, panting, and open my eyes.
His entrancing jade eyes are alight with passion but tender with love.
"Matt, I just want you to know that I love you......"
"I know you love me," he grabs my hand and holds it on his hip. He buries his face in the crook of my neck.
"But I love you more. And no matter what happens between us from now until I die, I will always love and protect you. I'm yours forever, baby. I promise,"
I place my hand on the back of his neck and just feel.
Feel all the emotions that I feel for him.
All the emotions he feels towards me.
It's hard for me to feel without thinking.
But I feel that when I'm with him I don't' need to.
I'm safe.
I haven't felt a sense of safety ever in my life.
And its always been scary for me.
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