"How was the date?" was the first thing I heard when I opened my door, which had me almost jumping out of my socks. I held my chest, my eyes shifting between Aidan and Rae who were sat on my couch.

"What are you doing here?" I angrily ask, finally closing the door behind me. I entered my apartment, resting my phone down and slipping out of my shoes. I came into my apartment and found two people who I've literally only known for a week; am I not expected to be a little angry. I know I left them in here, but I thought they would have left, especially Aidan...

"He refused to leave, and I wasn't going to leave him here alone," Rae scoffed. Soon after, she stood from her seat and walked to me. She kissed my cheek, "I'm leaving now."

"Uh..." I bite my bottom lip, glancing between Aidan on my couch, looking handsome as ever, and Rae, who seemed like she knew something but refused to tell me. She smiled at me, but it wasn't a 'friendly, good night' smile, it was a 'don't screw this up' smile.

How do I even know that?

She moved past me, walking to the door. I looked back at her as she opened my door and left me with my boss' good looking son. After the door closed, I turn my head back to him, scratching my neck awkwardly.

"Uhm why are you here?" I decided to speak first.

He smiled, but didn't answer my question, "How was your date?"

"It... It was okay..." I awkwardly mumble. I stood in the center of the room while he sat on my couch. Shane and I had a good time. We had a simple date and we got to know each other. He's an okay guy but I really think we would be better if we were just friends, frankly. I mean, I don't picture myself in a relationship with Shane, he's more of a cool best friend. I told him that tonight, and surprisingly enough he didn't take it too bad. So, we're just friends now. And I don't really have to pretend because Aidan probably already know that there was nothing between Shane and I.

"Can you just tell me, are you guys actually a thing?" he asked, standing from his seat. My heart, for some reason began beating rather quickly and I couldn't even find enough courage to look him in the eyes. I kept shifting my gaze from the ground to his chest to behind his head, to everywhere besides his eyes.

Aidan stepped closer to me and the symptoms continued. "Are you lying to me, Josh?" he asked. I could feel my stomach being tied in knots and there is nothing I can really do about it. I want to step back but my feet felt planted to the ground as he grew nearer. I bite my bottom lip; I don't even know what to say. My mind has gone blank and all I can do is adore his face and body.

"Please don't come closer..." I softly say, but remained where I stood. Aidan obviously ignore my request and pretty soon he was about five centimeters away from me. He leaned in and my breathing rate and heart rate increase, along with my body heat. His lips went close to my ear and he whispered, "I'm certain he doesn't make you feel like this..." His breath went on the skin of my neck and I cursed myself for not being able to resist him. His hands went to my waist and he stepped me back until I was pressed against the door. I wanted to glance down at my lower region, but because he was so close, I was unable to see, but I knew what was happening. And I'm sure he felt it also.

"W-what are y-you doing...?" I ask him softly.

"Why aren't you stopping me?" he replies. The answer is simple; I'm curious to feel how it would feel. I want him to kiss me, but there is no way he'll ever know that. His lips finally came in contact with my skin as he placed a gentle kiss on my neck. I closed my eyes, enjoying the humble second they remained there.

I automatically raise my hand to his neck and hair. I could feel him smile against my neck and once again I'm disappointed in myself for giving into him. He kissed my neck once more, this time he did more than give it a peck. My fingers were laced in his hair as I completely enjoyed my first hickey. He pulled away after a short while and stared into my big, blue orbs. His hands slowly swiped under my eyes and across my cheek. Aidan leaned in to kiss me and I immediately got nervous.

What if I manage to screw this up? It'll be my first kiss ever; I don't really want anything bad to happen. Maybe I shouldn't-

Before I could complete my panicked thoughts, Aidan's lips were pressed against mine. After I realized what was happening, I found the kiss to be perfect. I have nothing to compare it with, but even if I did, it would still be perfect. His grip on waist tightened and he pressed himself on me. His tongue ran along my bottom lip and I was a bit confused as to what to do, but I decided on opening my mouth, just because I felt the need to deepen the kiss. His tongue entered my mouth and danced along with mine. He bit my lip and pulled away a little bit, making me lean forward to kiss him more. I don't want this to end just yet.

And he didn't either, I suppose. His hands went under my shirt and his soft fingers remained on my bare skin, pulling me closer. He gyrated his hips into mine, making a soft moan leave my lips. He's so good at this; he's basically making me weak. His kiss moved down to my neck once again and his hips continued to move, while I pulled on his hair a bit. This is the first time I have ever felt this way, and I can't say I don't love it. He makes me feel so good, it's unbelievable. I can only imagine how great something more might feel...

But, when his hands went to my pants to unbutton them, I stopped him. "No..." I mummer. Aidan sighed against my neck and pulled away. My eyes immediately went to his plump lips, then my hand reached up to touch my own.

I just made out with Aidan... he left a hickey on my skin... I moaned his name... what the hell is wrong with me? I touched my neck and furrowed my brows, moving away from him.

"What's wrong?" Aidan asked, turning to face me.

"What just happened? Did we make out?" I breath quickly. I think I'm beginning to panic.

"Yeah, so?"

"So," I stress on the word, "You're my employer's son! I could be labelled as a slut or something. I mean, I make out with you after barely a week of knowing each other? What would people think?" I run my fingers through my unexpectedly damp hair.

"Fuck what people think," he rolled his eyes, "And how would they even find out?"

I bite my bottom lip, "I don't know... people have ways... I really don't need more hate from that workplace right now..."

"You won't be hated; it will be our secret."

"I barely know you," I reply, "I don't know if I want a relationship with you..."

"Yes you do," he says stepping closer once again. This time, I had enough strength to push him away a bit. He only chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair. His laugh is beautiful. But I can't really disagree with him. He's a guy I see myself with. Maybe it's just the make out session with him has me rooting for Aidan all the way, or maybe I'm just realizing I'm into heated kisses and hickeys on my body. I just like Aidan, he's forward, and surprisingly enough, I like forward.

"Is that why you came?" I ignore his statement, "To seduce me?"

"No, that was just a benefit," he smirked.

"Okay... well can you leave now..." I bite my lip and glance at the door behind him.

"No, I wanna know about us," again he steps closer to me, but this time I didn't push him away nor step back. Maybe I just like him being next to me sometimes... maybe I just like him...

"I don't like you," I lie, without stuttering or any long pauses. I feel proud.

"Will you stop with the lies, Josh. I know you do," he rolled his eyes, in such a cocky manner.

"Why are you so confident. For all you know I only allowed you to kiss me because I was feeling horny," I answer. Aidan stared at me for a brief moment, before smashing his lips on mine. I mentally slapped myself as I got more indulged in his kiss. But then he abruptly pulled away and I was just left there wanting more.

"You like me," he confirmed.

"So what if I like you. You a gorgeous specimen but you're just... I don't know you seem like trouble... and I don't need any of that," my eyes automatically went to his sleeves of tattoos and on his neck also. I know that I'm being judgmental for assuming he's a bad guy just because he has tattoos, but I seriously can't help it.

"You really prefer some boring guy working in an office instead of someone like me?" he rose his brows, "So what if I'm trouble, you'd have fun."

"Seriously? That's your argument?" I scoff and shake my head. He basically confirmed my assumptions. He is the bad boy type... which is extremely intriguing. I've always been secretly jealous of those girls who have those types of boyfriends who are jackasses to everyone but them. I find that romantic, in a twisted sort of way.

"Yes, because it's true. I'm a fucking screw up, but I can assure you a good time." I admire his honesty, a lot actually. Maybe a good time is what I need, and not some kind of problematic relationship. Maybe a little trouble is what I need? And also, as stated before, I've always wanted to date a bad boy.

Even if he's my boss' son.

"You'd have to at least take me out on a date..." I finally reply. He grinned at me, "No problem."

"Okay, good. Now leave... I wanna sleep..." I mumble.

"Really?" he rose his brows and stepped closer. I quickly nod my head, resting my palm on his chest so he could stay where he was. If he comes closer, he's going to want to do stuff, and I'm going to allow him, because honestly I am so horny right now, which is ultimately his fault. So that's a 'no' to the close proximity.

He easily took my hands and moved them behind my back, so he could kiss me without any hindrance. My stupid, hormonal self, kissed him back but felt restricted as he was holding down my arms. I broke the kiss from his lips and went down to his neck, while saying, "Let go of me..."

He hushed me with a soft 'shh' and I followed his requests. I began to suck on the tender skin of his neck and felt superior when he let out a moan. I wish I could use my hands, but his grip is tight. I struggled with my hands for a while as I kissed his neck. I don't know why, but I feel so grown. It's my first time doing any of these things and knowing he's weak because of what I'm doing, it's thrilling as hell to think about.

Finally, he let my hands go then almost immediately went to button down my shirt. After my hands were free, I gripped his neck and tried to bring him closer, although it was physically impossible, and deepened our kiss. But as much as I hated it, I had to pull away. I stared at him and bit my bottom lip, "I barely know you..." I sigh and step back a bit, dropping my hands from his body. I don't know what came over me, but I curse it. I enjoyed every minute of our little session though...

"It doesn't matter. Just let me make you feel good..." he stepped closer to me, hooking his fingers in the loops of my jeans. I rest my hand on his chest to push him away slightly, "I'm not having sex..."

"It doesn't have to be sex," he smirks, moving in to kiss my neck.

I wish he wasn't so irresistible...

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"I don't even have your phone number... gosh, this moved so quickly..." I speak mostly to myself because I'm one hundred percent sure Aidan doesn't care about what I'm saying. I think I've been saying this since morning. It's afternoon now, and I'm still stressing, but I really can't help it. I think Aidan began to ignore me whenever I said those things.

He's been here the entire day. We didn't have sex. He didn't pressure me too much into it, well honestly not a lot. I told him no and he just wanted to kiss me. It's weird; I never though a guy could possibly be interested in me like this. He wants to touch me and kiss me at all times and it's only been one night.

Maybe after a week or so, he'll lose interest. I'm a pretty boring guy to be honest. I won't be surprised if he leaves.

"You worry too much. I'm taking you on a date remember," he smirked at me. I rolled my eyes. He's seriously think we're actually going to be talking? I'm not saying I want to do anything then, but he's all about rushing into things, so I highly doubt he'll allow a normal conversation.

"Okay, sure," I sarcastically mumble.

"Trust me, it'll be good," he says. I didn't have to look up at him to know he was grinning. His hands slowly massaged my scalp, which felt like my little heaven on earth. He has little hair, except in front, which is really soft.

A while of silence passed, but it wasn't an awkward uncomfortable silence. We were just enjoying being with each other, while he massaged my scalp, like a professional. Aidan broke the silence when he said, "You really need a better apartment."

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious..." I groan and roll my eyes.

"You're welcome," he chuckled. If this sarcasm is going to be continued, it's best I just dump the guy now. I laugh softly at my funny thought. We're barely anything right now, how could I possible dump him?

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AN: And so it begins.. hehehe

 I'm really, really exited guys! Like jumping out of my bones exited. haha

I love you humans

{Next Chapter tomorrow!!}

- Little Infinity