“me? what are you talking about? i’m an angel,” he smiles widely and proudly, as if he had wings on his back that were big and majestic. “yeah? what stuff?” he asks as he imitates her action and takes a sip from his drink. good thing he’s on a maniac state of mind, some kind of euphoria running through his body, otherwise her words would hurt. because no, he doesn’t stroke his own ego, he actually destroys it. but it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t matter because she’s in front of him and he really wanted to see her and feel like he’s noah tranter again. noah and yvie, back at it again. he chuckles and shakes his head, but he doesn’t answer. the blond lets her place her legs on his lap, he takes one more sip and carefully sets the bottle on the coffee table in front of them. when she pouts, noah can’t help but feel his chest a little warm. she’s cute. “stop harassing me,” he rolls his eyes, “of course i miss you when i’m not around,” he admits. not that she needed to hear that, but he felt like being honest this time. there are a few people that he’s slowly letting in, and yvie’s one of them. he looks at her, the way her expression is unreadable, and he wants to know what goes through her mind. the feeling of her legs shifting on his lap almost takes his breath. he places a hand on top of her, above her left knee, and his caress is almost imperceptible. the silence between them is almost too much for him to handle. and he looks into her eyes as she drinks and he’s not sure how to start the thing he knew he was gonna do. she cannot sit there, teasing him, and expect him to come out alive. “in fact,” he sighs and grabs her beer to set it on the table, next to his. he grazes her hand with his thumb. “i think you have no idea how much i’ve been thinking about you,” he grins, hand on her leg aiming higher.
she doesn’t let herself go into a tangent , not wanting to bore him . but most importantly , kill the mood . “ oh you know ... ” yvette bats her eyes , her cheeks heating up when she feels his hand on her thigh . she doesn’t look down , not quite ready to cave just yet — instead she keeps her eyes on him , stuck in his gaze . “ there’s been a few projects keeping me busy . there’s one i’m working on now , ” her eyes finally drop to his hand . but only for a second . she’s fighting a smile , a genuine smile , from his touch . god does she hate what noah does to her . “ for a class . it’s been kind of difficult for me . ” it’s when he says he misses her that the fight against a smile is lost . now she’s smiling , blushing . and it only deepens when he takes her beer and sneaks that touch against her hand . a chill runs up her spine just for that and in her head she’s cursing him out for making her body act the way it does whenever he’s around . he’s bad for her . he won’t make her happy the way that she wants him to . but she’ll never be able to deny the way he makes her feel . “ oh ? ” yvette tries not to melt like puddy in his hands when she feels his move further up her leg . “ then maybe you should tell me . or , you could show me . ” despite wanting to see how far up his hand would go , she doesn’t wait a second longer to take matters into her own hands . without another word , she sits up . she doesn’t want him to speak , to ask what she’s thinking or what she’s planning . all she wants is his eyes on her as she swings her leg over his lap . being on top of him like this , even though she’s only straddling his lap , gives her a sense of control she loves feeling . “ you’re not making me feel like you mean it . ”
