hello my love, im here again to request for licking their lips for our favourite himbo jamie. no one can keep me away from this blog for too long, they will have to pry it from my cold dead hands π«ΆπΌ
Youβre too kind π₯Ίπ₯Ίππ
βKeeley? Where do you keep your extra towels? I need one for my hair.β
You walked out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped snuggly around your body as you made your way down the stairs. The house had grown quiet in the time it took you to take a shower. Before, music had been blaring, your best friendβs voice on backup vocals adding to the noise.
Rounding the corner, you walked into the dining room to find a new figure sitting at the table.
You let out a loud shriek, startled so badly that you lost your footing and crashed to the floor.
Jamie Tartt scrambled from his seat, increasing the distance between you, with his hands in front of him to show innocence. Your grip on the towel turned your knuckles white.
βJamie,β You said angrily. βWhat the fuck are you doing here? Whereβs Keeley?β
βShe let me in before runninβ out,β He explained with his hands still up. βShe thought sheβd be back before ya got out.β
You relaxed only slightly as you brought a hand up to fix your hair. Hands slowly lowered back down to his sides. His eyes never left you, trailing up and down your just barely covered body.
βDonβt look at me like that,β You said as your heart skipped a beat.
βLike youβre seeing me naked.β
βYouβre not naked are ya?β A beat passed. βWouldnβt complain if ya were, though, would I?β
You swallowed hard as the heat rose in your cheeks.
βIβm gonna go put some clothes on,β You said slowly. βAnd youβre gonna stay here.β
He raised his hand in a one finger salute. βYes maβam.β
Though he stuck to his word, you were too aware of his eyes never leaving you as you made your way back up the stairs. Even worse, you were also aware of the fact that you loved every second that he couldnβt look away.