(Noah/Abel's POV)
Three days later.

Throwing her duffle bag in my couch, I watch as she shuffles to the living room after me and sits down.

"You don't have to do this." She sighs.

"It's for one night, I don't see the big the deal." I shrug as I sit on the couch next to her. "I'm sure being home by yourself doesn't sound fun right now anyways."

Biting her busted lip, she tucks her hair out of her face. "I can take care of myself."

"I'm well aware of that." I smirk when she meets my eyes. "Nobody wants to be alone after something like that." I shrug.

After a few seconds of just staring into each other's eyes, I jump up from the couch. "There's a few rooms you can choose from, main bathroom is through that hall." I point behind her.

It feels weird having a woman actually stay over, different circumstances I suppose though.

Tugging at the hem of her sweater, her face turns red. "If you don't mind, could I take a shower?"

Feeling my throat go dry, I hesitate. "No.." I squint my eyes as the image of her naked in my shower comes to mind. I don't know what her body looks like, but for some reason imagine she's pretty flat. Feeling turned off suddenly at the thought of her being a plank, I shrug. "I don't give a fuck."

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(Amara's POV)

Shutting myself in his bathroom, I pull out my phone and call Ericka.

"Hello?" She answers happily.

"Hey. I need advice." I murmur into the phone so Abel can't hear me.

"Ugh, finally. You never come to for advice, you always go to wise old Donny."

"You done?" I laugh quietly into the phone.

"Yeah, what's up?"

Sighing, I answer. "I'm with Abel."

"Please tell me you're going hit that shit.", I can sense her wide grin through the phone.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"Amara, I know you have the hots for him, Donny knows, everyone knows. You're a single adult who can do whom ever she wants."

I take note of my friends proper grammar, all while being drunk.

"Ericka, he doesn't like me that way."

"Did you two make out?"

Gasping at her knowledge of what I only told Donny, I hear her chuckle.

"I heard you and Donny talking, I can't believe you wouldn't come to me." My blonde friend pouts through the phone.

"You would of told me to sleep with him."

"Do it!" She yells through the phone. "God, Amara. He's hot as hell and you can see his stuff when he's wearing sweat pants. He's worth your pride." She groans.

Blushing at the memory of him in sweatpants a week ago forces my to blush.

"You're a young, beautiful woman. With a nice body, stop hiding it and do him already."

"I'm gonna go." I laugh as I turn the water on.

"Let me know how it goes."

"Sure." I roll my eyes and hang up, setting my phone on the sink counter.

Peeling my clothes off my body, I step into the shower and pull the large sliding door shut. Of course his shower door is completely see through. Washing the matted blood out of my hair, I close my eyes and let the stress wash away.

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(Noah/Abel's POV)

Why do women take such long showers? Fuck, I want to take a shower too. I've been with her at the hospital for three days, I deserve to shower.

"Abel." I hear her call my fake name from the bathroom. "I don't know where your towels are."

Sighing, I raise myself up from the couch and stride to the bathroom. Twisting the door knob, I open the bathroom door.

"Wait." She squeals as she hops back in the shower.

Standing in the doorway with a raised brow, my eyes feel glued to her body. Her attempt to hide herself behind my clear shower door, failed.

"Damn." I breath out with a smirk. "You don't look anything like I imagined." I pulled my eyes away when I felt my pants tighten.

These are feelings, I don't want to feel for her. I don't want to be sexually attracted to her, she pisses me off way to much. On the other hand, that could be really hot.

"Abel?" She mumbles.

Looking back at her, I watch as she tries to cover herself up with her arms.

"Can I please have a towel?"

"Come out here and get it." I let the words come out before I can even think about I'm saying. Holding the towel in the air, I smirk and lower my husky voice. "If you want it, come and get it."

Through the door, I can see her cross bother arms over chest and glare at me. "Can't you just hand me it through the door?" 

"Nope, I'm gonna take this towel and go." I turn around away from her and smirk.

"No, Abel I need that towel." She hisses at me.

"Get out here and ask me nicely."

"You're such a pervert, I thought you liked blondes." She jokes.

"I told you I like you." I lie with a shrug. "I didn't know you were hiding such a nice body either." I laugh to myself. I did not see that one coming. She's still smaller than my typical girl but, she's perky.

The sound of the water shutting off and the door sliding open, my ears perk up.

"Okay, I'm out. Hand me the towel. Don't turn around."

Ignoring her demands, I turn around and come face to face with her sculpted body.

"Hey." She smacks my arm in response to me checking her out.

Raising the towel over my head, I look her in the eye. The green in her eyes seem darker suddenly.

"Reach for it."

"I'm not some fucking dog who's going to do tricks for you." Her face heats up with anger, which only turns me on more.

"Reach. For. It." I say slowly as I lower my face closer to hers.

Shocked, she parts her thick lips and gasps. Reaching up with my free hand, I run my thumb over her bottom lip and suck in a breath. Her lips may be busted but their so soft.

Doing as I asked with a familiar glint in her eye, she reaches for the towel. Giving me a better look of her nice figure. The pink undertone to her milky white skin mixes well. Without thinking, I slide my hand down her throat and chest slowly. She freezes once my hand reaches her tiny pink beads.

"Abel." Her voice is quiet when I look her in the eye. She doesn't seem to dislike it, so no need to stop but I can tell something is wrong.

Maybe it's the simple fact, we don't get along and now all of a sudden I want to fuck her brains out. Yeah, I'd be confused too.

Sliding my hand to her back, I slowly skim down. Savoring every feeling of her soft skin. Gripping her rear roughly with one hand, it fills my hand and then some. Squeezing her harder, she yelps in response.

Pulling her closer to me, I lean against the counter and spread her legs with my own. Dropping the towel on the floor beside us and other still full of her ass, I press my lips against her roughly.

To be honest I'm bit shocked she went with it. Snaking my now free hand between her legs, I slowly and lightly rub my finger against sensitive spot. Smirking to myself, my pride is at an all time high when I feel just how much she's enjoying this.

Playing her some more, I earn a couple moans of my fake name. Sneaking a finger inside her, I want to roll my eyes in the back of my head. If it's this tight around my finger, imagine what it would feel like around something else. I almost passed this up, what kind of idiot am I? All because what, she isn't blonde? Who fucking cares, I just want to split the woman in half right now.

Undoing my jeans, I go to pull them down. Only for her to pull away from my fingers. The look on her face is almost displeasing for me to see. She looks mortified.

"I need to go home."

"What? Why?" I ask, still holding my soaked hand in the air.

"This wasn't suppose to happen." She starts rambling on and on while she bend over to pick the towel up.

Not feeling satisfied, I reach out and stick my finger back inside her tight, soaked area. Once again, earning that sexy gasp she does.

"I think you should stay just like that." My voice is thick with lust. The view of her ass nearly pressed against my groin causes my fingers to work faster against her sweet spot.

The sound of my unzipping my pants forces her to jolt away from me. Sighing, I meet her eyes.

"Now what's wrong?"

Crossing her arms over her chest to hide her breast from my eyes, I let them wonder down between her legs. I smirk as I watch her wetness run down her inner tight. Fuck, it's one sexy sight to see.

"I'm not going to just sleep with you." She narrows her brows at me.

"I didn't expect you to." I shrug, surpressing the urge to bend her over the sink and clean her dry.

"Then why are you touching me like that?" Tucking her brown hair out of her face, the look of confusion is evident.

"What do you mean?" I cock a brow.

Watching her face heat red and watching her squeeze her arms tighter around her chest only makes me harder.

"Tell me what I was doing." I pick up on her shyness. There's no way she's shy with shit like this. I thought she'd be some confident freak in the sheets.

"I'm not doing this." Her shyness turns to embarrassment quickly as she goes to wrap the towel around her body.

"No, no, no." I smirk as I pull the towel from her grip. "Turn around and bend back over."

Frowning, she eyes me cautiously. "I don't want to sleep with you." She stiffens as she backs up a few steps.

"Don't look at me like that.", I rub my forehead. "I'm not going to make you have sex with me, I just wanted to continue finger fucking you." I shrug.

She squeezes her eyes shut at my vulgar language. To my surprise, she does me one better. Dropping her arms, she cups my face and presses her lips gently against mine. Pulling her naked body into my lap, I place both hands on ass her and squeeze again. Sliding one hand down, I re enter my fingers in her hot, wet mess.