ashton who?

I don’t know what came over me as I dialed his number on my phone.

“Hello?” a raspy voice answered on the other end of the line.

“Hey” I answered a rather long ‘hey’ than appropriate. “Do you wanna come over?” I blurted out of nowhere. 

I could tell he was taken by surprise by the long pause that occurred after my unwanted question. I know I just know Michael for two days but, from the first moment I locked eyes with him, I’ve felt this warm feeling crawling all over my body. The feeling that could send you into a frenzy on a late night alone. 

“Sure, I’ll be there” his answer surprised me. He didn’t even sound unsure. 

“Is pizza okay with you?” I ask.

“Pizza’s perfect.” he chuckles and I bite my lower lip.

“Alright, then. See you.” I say with a smile and I hang up.