Chapter Three

(Ace)

So… maybe I wanted to share a bed with Winston rather than Enzo, but there's no way that I would ever admit it.

I tease people all the time. I randomly kiss people to keep myself from being so bored, but… He was the first one who kissed me back. The first one who teased me back.

Honestly… I loved it. It's so refreshing to have someone who won't scream at me to get away from them or call me a slut. I don't know if it's just because he understands me, or if he's just attracted to me, but either way… I really want to know him.

"Hey…" I say to Henri, who's sitting on the floor, talking to Lorenzo about something sappy and emotional.

"Um… your friend… Is he seeing anyone?" I ask curiously, hanging upside down off of the bed.

"Which one? Grumpy one or flirty one?" He questions.

I bite my lip, thinking about him. No one's ever made me embarrassed before. I wonder what all I could do before he screams at me. It's so fun to push boundaries to their limits.

"The flirty one who likes my lips." I answer, hoping that his answer is no… even if it's not, I'll get him to be mine.

"Oh! You mean Winston? Well… it's a bit hard to tell. He's flirty and charming towards everyone… and when I say everyone, I mean everyone. There might be this one girl, she shows up at his flower shop twice a week. Maybe they have a thing. Why do you ask?"

"I want him." I answer simply like I was trying to pick out what flavor of ice cream I wanted. "So… he never brings any girls here? Or guys?"

He hums softly in thought before shaking his head. "No. He doesn't really like bringing many people here, so I was surprised when he offered for you all to come along with us. If he has something going on with someone then he'd probably go to their house. He does tend to stay out late."

"Does he stay out late all the time, or just a few nights a week?" I ask. If he has an actual relationship then this will be so much harder, but if he just stays out to have sex then that can easily be changed.

"Just a few nights, specifically on Saturdays, Mondays and Wednesdays. Why are you asking me all these questions? Can't you just go ask him yourself?" I scoff, and roll over, so he's no longer upside down.

"Of course I can't! If he knows that I want him, then he'll just get cocky, and tease me more… and I need to know if he's just hooking up with people or if he's in a relationship. I'm perfectly fine with wrecking relationships, but I need to know how hard it would be." I answer.

Of course I'm fine with homewrecking. If the relationship was good, it wouldn't break so easily. Besides, he kissed me back… that means something, right?

"How about this. I can't lie, I've always been a bit curious on where he goes and why he stays out so late. So let's create a plan. On one of the days, we follow him. Sounds kinda creepy I know, but if you want your answers that's the only way you'll get them unless you ask."

I nod quickly, excited by the idea of sneaking around and spying on him.

"Let's do it!" I exclaim, bouncing on the bed excitedly, and smacking Enzo's arm. "You in?"

He nods his head slowly, giving in. "Sure… will he be mad at us if he finds out?"

"I don't think so. He's not the type to really get mad at anything. The worst that could happen is that he bombards us with questions about what we were doing and why."

"I can handle that." I say, standing up and going to leave the room. "Oh! And I'm telling Winston that you wanted to stay with Enzo. Have fun… but not too much fun. Don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

"What wouldn't you do?" Enzo responds, smirking at his own little joke.

I roll my eyes, and flip him off with an obviously fake smile. "Ha ha… so funny." I drawl sarcastically, shutting the door as I walk out.

I somehow manage to make it to Winston's room, opening the door without bothering to knock. I shut the door behind me, and run over to jump on top of him. "Looks like I'm stuck with you."

He laughs softly and rests his arms behind his head as he looks down at me with a hurt expression. "You make it sound like a bad thing. Are you still mad at me for calling you 'big lips'? Want me to call you 'big ass' instead?"

I roll my eyes and wiggle my hips in his lap to tease him. "I don't mind. I'm sure that you'll love my ass just as much as you love my lips."

I lean closer so that are lips are just centimeters apart. He smirks and nods, placing his hand on my chest before shoving me off of him in order to sit up and stand from the bed.

"Maybe. Now, why exactly did you and Henri switch rooms? Does he suddenly love Lorenzo more than me?" He jokes, going over to sit on the couch at the side of the room.

"Hmm… yeah. I'm pretty sure that everyone loves Lorenzo more than you." I say, smirking at him, and standing to take off my shirt.

I hate that he's practically immune to my sexual remarks and teasing. Maybe I just need to push him a little further. I reach down and unzip my pants as well, slipping them off quickly. "I should warn you, I like sleeping naked."

He eyes my body up and down before slowly standing up and walking over to me, he reaches out and plays as if he's going to touch me but instead removes his own shirt and shrugs.

"Then I guess that makes the two of us."

I try to fight the blush that comes to my cheeks, but once again, I can't. I didn't think that he'd be okay with it. I've never slept naked with someone before… I haven't even had sex before. I can't tell him that, though. He'd probably laugh in my face. I already know how it would work out. I doubt that anyone could guess that someone like me is a virgin.

"Great." Is all I say before climbing under his blankets and removing my last article of clothing. I drop my boxers on the floor, staring directly at him, and trying not to seem nervous.

"How bold, sleeping naked with a man you just met. With a man you said you weren't going to trust at that." He unzips his pants and pulls them down, tossing them inside a basket before hooking his thumb under the waistband of his boxers. "But you're going to trust me with sleeping next to you, naked?"

I shrug, trying to act unfazed. "Y-Yeah… what else would you expect from me? It's not like I haven't seen a guy naked before." I lie. I haven't. I haven't even seen Enzo naked, and we've lived together for years.

"Right, right… I should've known." He drops his boxers and stretches before climbing into the bed, letting the blanket barely cover his lower half. I blush brighter, and scoot further away from him, making sure that we don't get close enough to touch.

"You s-should've. I mean… I kissed you before I even knew your name."

He lets out a small huff of laughter and props himself up with his arm. "Think you'd be brave enough to do it again?"

I scoff and roll my eyes. Great! I can't back down from a challenge, so now I have to kiss him while trying to avoid touching him. "Of course I can. Are you going to ask me to?"

He lays on his back, his arms going back to rest behind his head as he closes his eyes and nods. "Consider it a challenge. You kiss me, you win. You don't, I win… and I have a hunch that you enjoy winning much more than losing."

I scoot a bit closer, and smirk at him.

"I wouldn't know. I've never lost." I answer, leaning over him to connect our lips once more.

I nibble at his bottom lip gently before poking at it with my tongue, asking for entrance. He gladly gives it to me and let's me push my tongue into his mouth, roaming it around, and moving hotly with his. I notice his hands move from behind his head, but I don't pay much attention to it until I feel his fingers slowly trail down my spine and stop directly above my ass. He laughs, making him pull away from the kiss and look up at me with a smirk.

"I'll consider it your win, but at the same time, I don't think either of us are really losers after that."

I shiver at the feeling his hand being so low, and bite my lip to keep in my soft moan.

"Yeah… I-I guess." I stutter stupidly, making myself frustrated. I stay still longer, waiting for him to let me go.

"You can roll off me anytime, sweetheart. I'm barely touching you. Unless you'd rather sleep on me instead of the bed." He teases, gently running his finger down the middle of my chest.

"Y-You can't just touch me like that, Winston." I say, finally not acting like I'm fine. I'm sure that he can tell how nervous I am just by the look on my face.

He smiles and gently pushes me back onto the bed, rolling out of it to put on his boxers and a pair of sweatpants before climbing back in and settling down.

"Tell me that ahead of time, sweetheart. Just like how you don't feel comfortable seeing me naked. I thought you were more honest than that." He mumbles, turning around so his back was facing me. "Forget about tonight, I was only having a bit of innocent fun. You won't have to worry about me touching or kissing you again."

"W-Wait. I didn't say that… I just… not while we're naked." I clarify, putting my boxers back on as well.

"Naked or not, I should really stop teasing you. It might confuse you and lead you to getting your heart get broken. I couldn't do that. Tomorrow, let's start over. Don't greet me with a kiss this time."

"Fine. We can start over tomorrow… but that means that I get a goodnight kiss." I agree, putting my hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to turn around.

It takes a moment but finally he turns, pinning me to the bed by my hip before he roughly connects our lips and kisses me deeply. First it starts out quick and rough but it ends much more slower and somewhat… passionate.

When he pulls away, he licks his lips and nods, leaning down to whisper a "goodnight" in my ear before turning back around.

I reach my hand up to touch my lips gently, still feeling his on mine.

"Goodnight." I reply. Yeah… I definitely want him.