"Mike..." I mumbled out into the kiss.
He leaned up looking down at me, "Is this not what you want?"
I sat up, us both sitting on the bed facing each other. "No, well... yes and no. I just didn't expect it."
I blushed and looked down.
He moved the fray strands of hair out of my face and tilted my head to look at him. "I'm not as much of a jerk as you think I am. Just try to see that. I know it might take you a little while, you are pretty stubborn."
I pushed him away from me playfully. "I'm not stubborn, Michael Fuentes. You just piss me off sometimes."
"I know I do, you're cute when you're pissed." He kissed me once more running his fingertips up and down my arms.
"Don't think I'm gonna be like your other sluts. I'm not just going to fall for your words and sleep with you so that you can get what you want then just lose interest. That's not going to happen."
"Have I tried to get you to fuck me yet? Come on Violet, if I saw you as one of my sluts you'd be on my lap already. I actually respect you. Okay? Besides, I thought you said you didn't even want to be across the room from a 'scumbag' like me." He winked and chewed on his top lip, his piercing moving as I just watched it.
I felt my cheeks getting red, and hopped up from his bed walking over to the bathroom, "It smells like weed in here, bad." I grabbed the air-freshener from the bathroom counter making sure to unlock his side of the bathroom door, just in case I needed to ever open it.
"Nuh uh, you're not making my room smell like daffodils like yours. It'll fade out, it always does, just chill."
I sprayed everywhere in his room just to make him angry, all over his bed his blankets, his pillows. "Get it right Mike, it's Cherry Blossoms."
"Whatever it is I don't want that shit in here." He grabbed the can putting it back into the bathroom noticing that I unlocked the door.
"Unlocking my side of the bathroom, eh? Are you going to try and sneak in here in the middle of the night or something?"
"No, just in case there's a fire I need to be able to lock you in, you know." I smirked and stuck my tongue out at him.
"Oh, very classy. Are you making breakfast today?"
"I am but not for you. It's your favorite too, french toast."
"Awh, damn. For someone who 'hates' me so much you sure know a lot about me."
"Don't flatter yourself Fuentes." I opened his door to walk downstairs and I felt his gaze on my ass the whole time as I walked down the stairs.


I walked into the kitchen putting on some music as I got everything ready to make french toast.
What just happened up there... I couldn't pull my mind from the fact that Mike told me he was jealous, much less the fact that he kissed me. I always thought I hated him, but maybe I was just jealous too.
The last thing I needed right now though was to become attracted to someone, but I wasn't too sure if I could hold back from it with Mike.
I also hadn't done anything sexual with anyone for almost a year. I kind of wanted the kissing to go farther, but I knew it wasn't a good idea. I wasn't thinking right.
Whenever I was around him though it was like all of my common sense disappeared.
This was weird, too weird. I wasn't actually thinking about wanting to have sex with Mike was I?
"Just focus on breakfast, Violet. Stop thinking about it." I murmured out as I made Mike's french toast.
"What are you thinking about that would make it hard to focus, Vi?" Mike's arms looped around my waist surprising me and I turned around blushing.
"Uh, nothing. Nothing at all. Your breakfast is ready."
I felt him grab the plate from behind me as he kissed me. "Why didn't we talk before today? This is so much better than fighting with you, now you make me breakfast."
He set his plate on the dining table and I slapped his ass with the spatula. "Don't think that just because I don't hate you as much that I'm going to make you food from now on, that's not how it works."

I turned off the stove and cleaned up the kitchen, announcing that I was going up stairs to take a shower and get ready for the show tonight, considering we were all going out to eat, and pick up a few friends, I would have to be ready in a few hours. I wanted to look good for this show, for Mike, actually.
"You're not going to eat anything? You don't even have to be ready until two, it's only noon."
"I'm not hungry. It takes me a while to get ready, if you haven't noticed.
"Yeah, we share a fucking bathroom of course I have. Be out of the shower in 45 minutes? I need to get ready too."
"No promises."
He slapped my ass and winked. "I'll take the shower wether you're in there or not."

I just rolled my eyes and walked up to my room, setting the outfit I was going to wear to the show on my bed. I decided to wear the skull and crossbones black dress Tony bought me, and hot pink pumps, hoping they wouldn't give me a problem considering we were all going to be drinking, a lot.
I just wondered if Mike would like it.

Notes

Just a tiny filler, I guess.
I need feedback on this please.
I don't know if I'm going in the right direction with this story.
Have a nice day lovelies <3