Continued from here, because @thoughts-onfire just had to have 69 notes on the last post.
As much as Elania had tried to take in his words she couldn’t help the way her mind stopped at his ever too frequent use of the word ‘if’ - as if somehow he was trying to be the clear opposite of presumptuous, the manners while respectable were also starting to cause Elania to question just how many dates they’d end up having after their evening together. The rattling question in her mind causing her to temporarily detour from answering his question in exchange for a comment that sprang from her own overly forward nature. Taking a moment to unbuckle her seatbelt and shift towards him now that they were parked Elania spoke up, offering her bold opinion on their potential towards future dates. “You keep saying if when it comes to us going out again, and I just want to be perfectly clear on this, just in regards to being entirely transparent on where I stand.. I want to keep getting to know you. You’re obviously handsome, and as charming as you are interesting to talk to, and as much as I want you to fuck me until I forget my own name tonight, I’m currently pretty set on there being a fourth date. Just, for the record.” Elania spoke, her tone as sweet as it was confident as she reached out for the collar of his leather jacket, bringing him in towards her as she leaned in just enough to press a lingering kiss against his lips, “No more if’s for the evening, okay?” She mumbled before pulling back towards her side of the car, the hand that clasped his coat reaching for her door handle before she stepped onto the concrete, shutting the door behind her as she waited for him to join her.
“I will admit though, that I didn’t actually plan on inviting you up before we went out tonight, so if you’d be so kind in ignoring my camera equipment that I have no doubts about forgetting to clean up and put away before leaving earlier.” Elania commented, letting one hand wrap around Oliver’s arm as her other reached out to buzz her own apartment number, only to use her phone to unlock the building door once it starting ringing, “I lost my building key a months ago and I’m just too stubborn to pay for a new one.” She admitted, leading them both into the elevator shortly after they stepped inside, Elania keeping herself what could have easily been deemed as too close to Oliver as they made their way up to her floor, the blonde doing her best in keeping her attention focused on keeping her hands to herself the best she could as they made they way to her apartment.
Oliver was trying not to be too presumptuous about date four and beyond, even if they already had their mystery third date pretty set in stone at the moment. Though, there was a little part of him that feared what might happen after some drunken mutual oversharing on date three, but again, if Elania didn't truly like every part of him, and he, her, there wasn't going to be a real future friendship anyhow. His brows raised when she spoke, taking a minute to absorb when she'd changed gears on him so quickly, though he'd take the compliments she threw in there. "I feel the same way. I just...I don't know, I didn't want you to think I was planning a Spring wedding or something.", he joked softly. He kissed her back gently then, nodding in agreement after she pulled away. "No more if's." He took his seatbelt off, trying not to complain about her getting out of the car on her own, but he'd been a gentleman all night, so he'd let it slide. He got out of the car, locked it and rejoined her side, not minding the camera equipment, or any other perceived mess in her apartment, for the most part. "I know, and remember, I can't cross the threshold unless I'm invited in." He chuckled softly, calling back what he'd said about vampires earlier in the evening. "Besides, I like the idea of seeing my little artist in her element. It's why we met, after all."
Oliver shook his head silently in protective disapproval when Elania went through this whole little elaborate dance to get into the building, but he didn't say anything about it as they walked in and got onto the elevator. As they made their way to her floor and to her apartment door, he quietly tried to backtrack to their conversation in his car. "I did promise actual dancing, man of my word, and all that, but uh, are we going to circle back to the boundaries conversation at some point? It's just that....that super hot part of you that's all bright, shining starlight and fire? It maybe scares me a little bit, in a hot way.", he admitted with a fond chuckle.
