All Chapters of A Night With My Ex's Father : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

My smiled widened and I shook my head as my heart rate sped up again. I paid attention to her as I opened the door of my studio apartment, seeking any indication that she didn't want to be here. There was nothing.Her shoulders were relaxed, and her arms weren't crossed up to her chest. Working with customers had me accustomed to reading body language, and Nina was far from uncomfortable.Good.My apartment wasn't much to look at, but Nina had awe in her eyes as she scanned the area. Especially on the art hanging on my walls. I needed natural light, hence the large floor to ceiling window and it was the next thing she looked at.Her smile was soft...almost impressed and surprised. Because of her reaction, I didn't know what she was expecting but I could tell she was shocked. Pleasantly, SO."Holy-" Nina murmured, approaching one of the architectural pieces I was currently busy with on my drawing table. "You made this?"I nodded, until I realised that she wasn't even looking at me. "Ye

"Please," I begged, though it came off more as a statement than anything else. "Stop moving.""It hurts," the man whined, his eyes squinted shut and a pain-filled scowl on his forehead. His fists were clenched, pressed tightly to his sides while I tattooed his girlfriend's portrait onto his shoulder blade.I swear if I have to tattoo another person's face ever again...I sighed, turning my machine off for the tenth time since his session started. Hunter was a middle aged man- approaching his fifties and decided it would be a good idea to have his twenty five year old girlfriend plastered on his back. I didn't judge-but he was making my job incredibly difficult by squirming and whining.I miss Nina, and her ability to stay completely still."I know," I muttered, reaching for a few napkins and handing it to him. He wiped his sweaty forehead, his face flustered and tears pouring down his cheeks. "We can continue this next week?"Hunter shook his head ferociously. "No. I'm done. I can't d

NINAAlthough I wanted to reach out to him again, I sat back and let him drive us to his home. For our date. Was it a date? I didn't want to assume, but it felt like it. Probably because it is.I craned my neck, letting the side of my face rest against the seat.Theo looked...really fucking good.He smelled good too.How on earth was I supposed to act as if I didn't want to take my dress off right there? How was I supposed to act as I didn't want Theo to kiss me? I was attracted to him, and I knew that I was going to have a hard time pretending that I wasn't.Why do you need to?I questioned myself, wondering why it was so fucking hard to show Theo that I wanted to...feel him.From the moment I stepped out of my complex and witnessed the absolute awe in his eyes-I knew that keeping my hands to myself would be harder than I thought. How could I when he looked at me as if I was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen?I don't even think he realised how he stared at me, and how it made me

So close.So ridiculously, fucking close.Subconsciously, my hands curled into fists around the edge of the sink. I had just finished packing away our empty plates after ignoring Nina's attempt at helping me. Despite her insistence, I wouldn't let her.I didn't want her to do anything besides enjoy her night and her food. Which she did, and I was showered with compliments the entire time we ate.It warmed my heart, but Nina didn't have a clue what went through my head when she complimented me.Not a single clue.She was currently in the bathroom, speaking inaudibly with one of her friends on the phone. I took a deep breath in, rolling my neck to relieve the tension that was suddenly there.It was hard sitting across from her, pretending that I didn't want to cut our meal short and kiss the fuck out of her. I wanted to. More than anything.Why was I feeling that way?It was a foreign feeling, but I wanted to explore that feeling with everything in me.Just as I sat down on the sofa, I

Can you come at eight? I thought it'll be earlier but Cheryl's making me take her kid to the barber. I'll see you later, Theo.The loud voice of my professor drowned out the second I caught a glimpse of Nina's text.It didn't matter the time-as long as I got to see her. It was the thought that kept me going through a day of back to back classes. That, including the events that happened just that previous evening.How fucked up was it that whenever I closed my eyes, I could only envision the feeling of her soft kisses. It ruined me, and I thought about it since the second I woke up. Minus the dream I had. But I wasn't going to let her know about that and what I did to her in my sleep.She'd probably run for the hills.I stifled my smile, reading back her message to see that she had sent me a picture.Look at this mess.I opened up the image, letting out a small chuckle when I saw the spilled chocolate milk over a fluffy white carpet.She didn't have much classes that day, letting me kn