Thread: LOL: RMBH (Raivh and Lingering Desire)

RE LOL RMBH Raivh and Talin Not at all. He wore a broad grin showing his white teeth at her rather sarcastic question. But you are. Aric slid his hands into the pockets of his jeans. What about them? he replied, shrugging his shoulders. She was right to think that he didnt care whether the two misfits sat on the couch and stared at the television screen, as long as they remained quietboth vocally and mentally. Feeling her shoulder collide gently with his arm, he quirked both brows and looked down at her. His lips parted into an amused laugh. Yes, a real movie, no more porn. Terrance and Ian peered over the back of the couch, smirking and obviously struggling not to comment on that out loud. Why watch porn when you two are so close to making your own, beds in the other room. Terrances voice rattled inside Arics mind. Both men locked gazes, one more than pissed off, the other satisfied and challenging. Arics eyes dropped only briefly to Oakley when she brought up taking a walk in the snow or going to a theater. He had a fleeting thought that a theater wasnt an option hed be too prone to talk to her, make her laugh. Theyd get kicked out of the theater before the movie got fifteen minutes in. With a shake of his head, he returned his stare to Terrance, who rose to his feet, followed by Ian. He didnt register her hand at first. You hear that, you make her nervous, Aric returned, watching the two as they moseyed toward the hall and wandered down it. Terrance glanced over his shoulder and grinned, shrugging his massive shoulders in a shell get used to it or leave motion. Aric cleared his throat to keep from snarling in irritation. Unconsciously he gave her hand a squeeze when she tugged it, finally noticing that the warmth pressed against his palm was her own. Her small hand was soft and fit perfectly into his, something he wished he wouldnt have picked up on. Ians door closed. Terrances door followed, rattling in its frame, but not before he shot one final message to Aric. Let us know whos one the bet, alright? Yeah, Aric muttered, problem solved. Sucking in a breath to try and sidle some of his aggravated nerves, he shuffled after her and pulled one of the movies out of her hands. I choose, huh? How about Princess Bride, then? Flashing a smile to her, he moved to the player and placed the disk inside, fiddling with the television a moment to correct the contrast, before having a seat beside her. His legs were comfortably and naturally placed apart at an angle, his arms stretched out along the back and armrest of the couch. With a long sigh, he leaned forward and snagged the remote, switching to the menu and selecting play, before settling back once again. Letting the movie play and the puns role, he cast a sidelong glance her way. The smile on her face was warm and inviting, and he couldnt stop the half-smile that appeared on his own features in response. She was a pretty girl, shy and sometimes cunning, and the combination was dangerous. If he wasnt careful, he had no doubt in his mind of what he would want from her and it was a commitment he knew she didnt want to make. Not only that, but he would probably scare her off. And that was the last of his objectives. After a while of sitting there in silence, he shifted on the couch. Ill get us something for dessert. Rising, he gave her no time to protest whether her stomach was too full or not and sauntered into the kitchen. Drawers and cabinets opened and closed as he moved about the tile floor, gather two bowls and a pair of spoons. Moments later, he returned to her, wielding bowls filled with rich vanilla ice cream drizzled with chocolate syrup. He set one in her lap before sinking down on the couch, the cushion giving beneath his muscled weight. Offering her a spoon, he kept his and used it to scoop up a bite of the frosty treat, followed by a second and a third. Finally, after swallowing, one corner of his mouth arched in a smile, and he released a burst of air from his nose as a laugh. You mentioned a first date earlier, and you were right. This isnt a first date. Although there was a smile on his face when he turned to her, it was slight but pleasant, and the spark in his brown eyes was friendly. Im not looking for a girlfriend. He paused, contemplating how that sounded, and lifted his eyebrows. No matter how cute you are and how tempting it is to ask you. A platonic relationship with her was best. Developing feelings for her and an uncontrollable need to protect her and know she was happy amongst other aspects of his nature was not a good idea, and he had to keep reminding himself of this fact. So if I flirt with you, dont take it to heart, he said, dipping his pinky finger into his vanilla ice cream and swiping it over her nose. Sorry. You just looked to clean after soaping your nose. The grin on his face couldnt physically get any wider. A playful twinkle lit up his brown gaze as he chuckled in good humor. He couldnt stop his eyes from wandering over her slender face, or his mind from unintentionally memorizing every contour in her light complexion. Her blue eyes and how they shimmered were something else and impossible not to stare at, into. Reaching a hand out, he brushed a knuckle of her nose, clearing away the dab of melted cream from her nose. Without thinking or hesitance, he licked it away and shook his head, still smiling.