Tutoring Chapter 2
"Hey I thought you had got lost" Travis laughed as she pulled up beside him with her window down.
"Sorry" was all she could get out.
"No need to be sorry, you can just follow me" he said with a grin on his face.
The drive from the gas station to his house was only a few minutes but in those few minutes the butterflies had multiplied.
"Here we are" he said as they got out of their cars he walked to the back seat of her car to help her get her stuff.
"Thanks, this is nice" she said looking up at his house.
They walked into his house, and already she could see his art on the walls.
"Did you do all these, they are great" she says looking at a painting on the wall.
"Yeah most of them, thanks" he said looking over at her with that grin that made her knees weak.
As they are walking through the house she can hear some muffled sounds as they got closer to what she as guessing was his studio.
"Dammit, Scud what the hell" Travis yelled walking through the door to the studio.
She peaked over Travis's shoulder she saw a guy that looked a hell of a lot like Travis with a girl straddling his lap.
"Sorry brother …..she really likes art" he moans with a smirk on his face.
"Well hurry up we, got stuff we need to do" Travis says backing up and shutting the door behind him.
"Sorry, that was my brother" he says trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.
"That's ok" she says looking down at her shoes.
"How about we got the kitchen find something to drink, by the sounds of her they are almost done" he smirks taking her by the elbow and walking towards the kitchen.
They go to the kitchen and he finds them something to drink.
"So, have you always been interested in art" Travis ask her taking a drink of his water.
"Yea, I just don't think that I'm that good at it yet." She answers him sitting her glass down on a coaster on the counter.
"I liked your painting, that you done for class….I really liked it." He said
"There brother, the room is all yours" they hear, both of them looking towards the living room seeing Scud and his lap straddler coming through the living room.
"Oh by the way this is Sammi" Scud says nodding towards his lap straddler
"Sorry about that, Josh said no one was gonna be home." She says looking at Travis and then over at Katie.
"That's ok I should have knocked first" Travis said looking at Scud with a bit of aggravation in his eyes.
"Ah, well, hell you two have some fun, me and Sammi has other shit to do" he says to Travis with a wink.
"She come over so I could help her on her painting" Travis said his aggravations getting worse
"Then, help her brother" Scud smirks slapping his brother on the back as he makes his way out the door.
"I'm sorry, he's an ass" Travis says.
"That's ok" Katie says
"Well since we finally have to the studio, let's go work on that project" Travis said nodding towards the studio.
Walking into the studio she was amazed by the painting that was on the wall.
"Oh my God, did you do that" She ask staring at the work on the wall.
"Yeah, still working on it, it's not done yet" he said standing beside her. She could feel his body heat and the effect it had on her was making her a bit nervous.
He gathered the stuff they needed to work on their assignment and sit her materials up for her.
"Thanks, I could have done that" she says grinning at him.
"No problem, I like doing things for you" he said setting his materials up right beside hers.
They worked on their assignments laughing and talking, him helping her when she ask for it and him asking her for advice. She was having a wonderful time kicking herself for even second guessing herself about going to his house. He as being a gentlemen she really liked that about him.
"So you getting hungry" he ask looking over at her "I know I am" he said
She didn't even think about being hungry until he said something about it.
"Yeah, food would be nice" she said.
"Do you like Chinese food" he ask
"Yeah" she answered nodding her head
"Good, I'll go order some takeout" he said standing up
"Here let me get you some money" she said standing up heading towards her purse.
"No I invited you over I'll pay for dinner" he said waving her money away.
"Are you sure" she said
"Of course, Babe" he smiled walking out the door not given her enough time to respond to him calling her "babe".
"Food will be here soon" he said walking through the door.
"Thanks …..ok, um you called me ….um babe" she said looking at her feet.
"Sorry I just …um why" she mumbled
"Im sorry I didn't meet to offend you" he said looking at her
"You didn't …I just don't know why" she said finally lookin up at him
"Um….. I like you …a lot" he said his eyes meeting hers.
"Oh" she said her face getting red.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that, I just thought you may like me" he said walking back to his art.
They sit there in silence for a while, working on their art.
"I do like you" she finally mumbles.
"I'm glad, because I really like hanging out with you" he said looking over at her.
They hear a knock at the door, bringing them back to what was going on around them. They get up and go to the kitchen. They eat their takeout talking about their friendship that had now moved into the relationship category.
"Damn, it's getting late" Travis said looking at the clock on the wall.
"Yeah I better go, is it ok if I leave my stuff here." She ask getting up from the couch picking up her purse.
"Of course, come back over tomorrow we can finish them." He said standing up reaching for her hand.
He pulls her close to him his mouth meeting hers, his arms rapping themselves around her pulling her even closer, she could feel butterflies in her stomach and her knees were weak as she parted her lips allowing him to slip his tongue in their tongues dancing and intertwined.
"Damn" he moans looking at her.
"Yeah" she breaths.
He walks her to the door, his hand not leaving the small part of her back. "I'll see you tomorrow" he said kissing her again.
"Yeah, sure will" she answers.
Walking to her car she could not get the smile off her face, she could still feel his lips on hers she can still taste him on her tongue and she wanted more.
