Chase Lovett Wants Me

by Helena Hunting

“It’s not that I don’t want to. I do. So fucking badly. But I want to take you on a date first. I like you. I like touching you, and reading your smutty fanfic, and acting out scenes that you might want to write into future chapters, but I also just like you. So before I’m allowed to touch your precious again with any of my body parts, and before you touch my sword of lust again with your soft, pretty hands or your talented, delightful mouth…” He adjusts his hard-on with a deep groan. “Please allow me the honor of taking you out for dinner. And a movie. The Hobbit is playing at the vintage theater tomorrow night. If you’re free.” “I’m free.” “Awesome. Great.” He grips the back of my computer chair and rolls it so it forms a barricade between us. “I want to hang out with you, but I’m in a pretty heightened state.” He thumbs over his shoulder. “So I’m going to go back to my room and hopefully Brody is out so I can deal with my situation.” “I could leave my room for a few minutes if you’re concerned.” Chase’s jaw flexes. “Don’t offer me that. I’ll probably fuck your pillow.” He glances at my bed and swallows thickly. “I’ll definitely fuck your pillow.”