door.
Faith swung open the door as he was about to knock a second time.
Tony took a step back to fully admire the beauty before him. She was sexy in a completely different way than during school hours. Her normal t-shirt was replaced with a sleeveless rose-coloured, sheer button-down blouse, cut low and revealing an ample view of her generous breasts. Her normal jeans were replaced with an above-the-knee black skirt that hung off her wide hips and flowed loosely around her legs. Her feet were bare, with rose-coloured painted toenails. Normally, she looked strong, and sexy in that strength. Tonight she looked delicate, almost fragile. She was breathtaking.
Faith ran a hand through her long chestnut brown hair, which hung loose down her back as she chewed nervously on her lower lip. She seemed to be evaluating him just as he was doing to her. Unlike Faith, his attire was more or less what it would be at the school, faded blue jeans and button-down, long-sleeve blue shirt. Although she couldn’t imagine him wearing a suit.
Tony was the first one to break the silence. He trailed the back of his hand across her soft cheek, before cupping her chin in his hand, tilting her eyes up to meet his. "You look amazing."
His heart warmed as he watched her face flush and her eyes light up from the compliment.
He couldn't help adding with a smirk, "and short." In her bare feet she came just barely above his shoulders.
"Such an ass," she scolded as she gave him a playful bat on the shoulder. Stepping aside she waved him in, "Come on in."
Walking into her apartment the first thing that he couldn't help noticing was the size. It was quite tiny. Well, she is a student , he reasoned. The living room and kitchen were more or less the same room, with an island counter dividing the two. He kicked off his shoes at the door and followed her for the very short tour. Aside from the main room, there was a medium-sized bedroom and a small bathroom featuring an older style deep, claw-footed bathtub.
Once the tour was over, Faith led him to the small living room where there were a number of lilac scented candles lit, sitting on the wooden coffee table. The sofa was what he considered to be a student's favourite, a black canvas futon.
"It's not much but..." Faith shrugged, sitting down toward the middle of the futon, curling her legs up underneath her.
Tony gave her a warm smile. "It’s cosy."
Faith's face brightened, considering it for a moment. "Yes. Cosy. It's cosy."
As Tony seated himself next to Faith, he passed her a couple of DVDs he had rented from the video store down the street.
"Hmm, let's see." She looked over both titles. Both chick flicks. "So did you rent these because you enjoy this type of movie or because you're trying to score points?"
Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Would it be so strange if a guy happens to like a good romantic comedy from time to time?"
She didn't answer. Instead, Faith moved a couple of inches closer to him. As she drew closer Tony detected a faint smell of roses coming from her. He couldn't help but grin, causing Faith to give him a curious gaze.
"You don't smell like smoke tonight," he explained.
"I took a shower," Faith replied, raising an eyebrow at him. "I try to do that from time to time."
Tony could feel his face growing hot. "I meant..."
Faith sat back on her heels, studying him. "Are you nervous?" she finally asked.
At that moment, he became aware that his left leg was bouncing up and down. He stopped the bouncing.
Tony turned to face her, draping his arm along the back of the futon. Taking her hand in his, he interlaced their fingers. Her hand was tiny and soft in his larger, callused one. Tony looked at their hands for a moment before turning his eyes onto hers.
"You're the first woman I've had any type of relationship with since the divorce. It's been a while since I've dated. Or... well, I think you get where I'm going with this."
Faith nodded and gave him a wicked smile. "It
Faith swung open the door as he was about to knock a second time.
Tony took a step back to fully admire the beauty before him. She was sexy in a completely different way than during school hours. Her normal t-shirt was replaced with a sleeveless rose-coloured, sheer button-down blouse, cut low and revealing an ample view of her generous breasts. Her normal jeans were replaced with an above-the-knee black skirt that hung off her wide hips and flowed loosely around her legs. Her feet were bare, with rose-coloured painted toenails. Normally, she looked strong, and sexy in that strength. Tonight she looked delicate, almost fragile. She was breathtaking.
Faith ran a hand through her long chestnut brown hair, which hung loose down her back as she chewed nervously on her lower lip. She seemed to be evaluating him just as he was doing to her. Unlike Faith, his attire was more or less what it would be at the school, faded blue jeans and button-down, long-sleeve blue shirt. Although she couldn’t imagine him wearing a suit.
Tony was the first one to break the silence. He trailed the back of his hand across her soft cheek, before cupping her chin in his hand, tilting her eyes up to meet his. "You look amazing."
His heart warmed as he watched her face flush and her eyes light up from the compliment.
He couldn't help adding with a smirk, "and short." In her bare feet she came just barely above his shoulders.
"Such an ass," she scolded as she gave him a playful bat on the shoulder. Stepping aside she waved him in, "Come on in."
Walking into her apartment the first thing that he couldn't help noticing was the size. It was quite tiny. Well, she is a student , he reasoned. The living room and kitchen were more or less the same room, with an island counter dividing the two. He kicked off his shoes at the door and followed her for the very short tour. Aside from the main room, there was a medium-sized bedroom and a small bathroom featuring an older style deep, claw-footed bathtub.
Once the tour was over, Faith led him to the small living room where there were a number of lilac scented candles lit, sitting on the wooden coffee table. The sofa was what he considered to be a student's favourite, a black canvas futon.
"It's not much but..." Faith shrugged, sitting down toward the middle of the futon, curling her legs up underneath her.
Tony gave her a warm smile. "It’s cosy."
Faith's face brightened, considering it for a moment. "Yes. Cosy. It's cosy."
As Tony seated himself next to Faith, he passed her a couple of DVDs he had rented from the video store down the street.
"Hmm, let's see." She looked over both titles. Both chick flicks. "So did you rent these because you enjoy this type of movie or because you're trying to score points?"
Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Would it be so strange if a guy happens to like a good romantic comedy from time to time?"
She didn't answer. Instead, Faith moved a couple of inches closer to him. As she drew closer Tony detected a faint smell of roses coming from her. He couldn't help but grin, causing Faith to give him a curious gaze.
"You don't smell like smoke tonight," he explained.
"I took a shower," Faith replied, raising an eyebrow at him. "I try to do that from time to time."
Tony could feel his face growing hot. "I meant..."
Faith sat back on her heels, studying him. "Are you nervous?" she finally asked.
At that moment, he became aware that his left leg was bouncing up and down. He stopped the bouncing.
Tony turned to face her, draping his arm along the back of the futon. Taking her hand in his, he interlaced their fingers. Her hand was tiny and soft in his larger, callused one. Tony looked at their hands for a moment before turning his eyes onto hers.
"You're the first woman I've had any type of relationship with since the divorce. It's been a while since I've dated. Or... well, I think you get where I'm going with this."
Faith nodded and gave him a wicked smile. "It
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