I’m the one who’s sorry. I wasn’t prepared, that’s all. I will try not to gawk too much.’ I tried hiding my embarrassment by giving him his glass of wine.
‘ I don’t mind,’ he says, still grinning.
He sat on the couch, and clapped a hand on it for me to join him. I safely position myself in the opposite corner with my back to the armrest facing him. I lift both my knees to my chin, and focus on the wall behind him. It was hard not to look at his naked chest.
‘ Thank you for the shower.’
‘ Your welcome.’
‘ I took a cold one.’
I finally looked at him. ‘Good to know.’
He was still grinning. ‘It didn’t help.’
His word s made me speechless. He was definitely implying his intentions, waiting for me to make my move. I closed my eyes and leaned backwards. Was I doing this? I wanted to, but I knew I couldn’t.
‘ This is a nice apartment. Have you been living here long?’
Oh, now we’re doing the small talk. Ok, I could do that.
‘About two years. Its not mine, I just get to live here while attending the art school.’
‘ But your done now, right? The exhibition was sort of your finals?’
I remembered the exhibitions. And the kiss. I blush ed again, and turned my head to the side while answering.
‘ Yes, I’m done now.’
‘ But your still staying?’
‘ For now. I don’t know yet.’
‘ Are you going back to Norway?’
‘ No.’
He probably expected me to say more about it, because he paused before asking ‘Why not?’
‘ I have no reason to.’ I didn’t want to talk about this.
‘ What about you family?’
I didn’t want to answer. He questioning had me on an edge.
‘ What about your family?’ I fired back. My voice was icy, and I wondered if he would mention his wife.
I t took some seconds before he answered. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.’ He took another sip of his wine, and the silence felt awkward. I knew I’ve been too sensitive, he had asked a normal question. It wasn’t his fault I have a difficult past.
‘ My mother passed away five years ago. She had cancer.’ It still hurt to think about it.
‘ I’m sorry. What about your father?’ It was a natural question, I knew that. But I had to swallow before answering.
‘ He’s only a name. I don’t know him.’
‘ Did you ever try to contact him?’ Now he was stepping out of line. I couldn’t do this anymore. I put my feet down, ready to get up and out of the room. I didn’t have a plan except getting out of here. He grabbed my arm before I could go.
‘ I’m sorry, that was stupid. No more questions, I promise.’ He pulled on my arm and I fell against him. My upper body was swooped up in his lap, and my mood suddenly changed as I lay faced with his naked chest. We sat silent for a long time. I put my legs on the couch and raised my knees up. It was all very comfortable. I could smell his scent mixed with my strawberry soap. I wanted to kiss him. He played with my stray hair and stroked my neck. I could feel my body react to his touch. Moreover, I could feel him reacting to touching me. I could feel the hardness under me. The feeling made me smile.
‘ I lover that smile,’ he whispered. ‘What are you smiling about?’
I blush ed, too embarrassed to tell him. He probably figured it out. To distract him, I started babbling.
‘ I was thinking about tonight. The way I dragged you to my home. And why you came. You must think I’m quite cheap, don’t you.’ I got annoyed when he laughed at me, like he was confirming what I just said. I grabbed a pillow to shove it in his face.
He put the pillow away. ‘Firstly, I wasn’t dragged. I came here after tricking you to invite me. I didn’t think it would be that easy, though.’ He smiled his crooked smile to me. ‘Besides, we haven’t done anything wrong, have we?’
Not yet, I wanted to add, but I kept my mouth shut. Instead I pondered his words. Did he trick me? Did I feel tricked? No, I wanted him
‘ I don’t mind,’ he says, still grinning.
He sat on the couch, and clapped a hand on it for me to join him. I safely position myself in the opposite corner with my back to the armrest facing him. I lift both my knees to my chin, and focus on the wall behind him. It was hard not to look at his naked chest.
‘ Thank you for the shower.’
‘ Your welcome.’
‘ I took a cold one.’
I finally looked at him. ‘Good to know.’
He was still grinning. ‘It didn’t help.’
His word s made me speechless. He was definitely implying his intentions, waiting for me to make my move. I closed my eyes and leaned backwards. Was I doing this? I wanted to, but I knew I couldn’t.
‘ This is a nice apartment. Have you been living here long?’
Oh, now we’re doing the small talk. Ok, I could do that.
‘About two years. Its not mine, I just get to live here while attending the art school.’
‘ But your done now, right? The exhibition was sort of your finals?’
I remembered the exhibitions. And the kiss. I blush ed again, and turned my head to the side while answering.
‘ Yes, I’m done now.’
‘ But your still staying?’
‘ For now. I don’t know yet.’
‘ Are you going back to Norway?’
‘ No.’
He probably expected me to say more about it, because he paused before asking ‘Why not?’
‘ I have no reason to.’ I didn’t want to talk about this.
‘ What about you family?’
I didn’t want to answer. He questioning had me on an edge.
‘ What about your family?’ I fired back. My voice was icy, and I wondered if he would mention his wife.
I t took some seconds before he answered. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.’ He took another sip of his wine, and the silence felt awkward. I knew I’ve been too sensitive, he had asked a normal question. It wasn’t his fault I have a difficult past.
‘ My mother passed away five years ago. She had cancer.’ It still hurt to think about it.
‘ I’m sorry. What about your father?’ It was a natural question, I knew that. But I had to swallow before answering.
‘ He’s only a name. I don’t know him.’
‘ Did you ever try to contact him?’ Now he was stepping out of line. I couldn’t do this anymore. I put my feet down, ready to get up and out of the room. I didn’t have a plan except getting out of here. He grabbed my arm before I could go.
‘ I’m sorry, that was stupid. No more questions, I promise.’ He pulled on my arm and I fell against him. My upper body was swooped up in his lap, and my mood suddenly changed as I lay faced with his naked chest. We sat silent for a long time. I put my legs on the couch and raised my knees up. It was all very comfortable. I could smell his scent mixed with my strawberry soap. I wanted to kiss him. He played with my stray hair and stroked my neck. I could feel my body react to his touch. Moreover, I could feel him reacting to touching me. I could feel the hardness under me. The feeling made me smile.
‘ I lover that smile,’ he whispered. ‘What are you smiling about?’
I blush ed, too embarrassed to tell him. He probably figured it out. To distract him, I started babbling.
‘ I was thinking about tonight. The way I dragged you to my home. And why you came. You must think I’m quite cheap, don’t you.’ I got annoyed when he laughed at me, like he was confirming what I just said. I grabbed a pillow to shove it in his face.
He put the pillow away. ‘Firstly, I wasn’t dragged. I came here after tricking you to invite me. I didn’t think it would be that easy, though.’ He smiled his crooked smile to me. ‘Besides, we haven’t done anything wrong, have we?’
Not yet, I wanted to add, but I kept my mouth shut. Instead I pondered his words. Did he trick me? Did I feel tricked? No, I wanted him
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