That first day went as he had said it would. They went out to buy junk food first. They watched one bad movie after the other. He ordered fastfood for them when it was time for dinner. They never left the couch. He stayed there another night.
A day turned into a week.
They hung out everyday when they were off work. He might have been Drew's friend to begin with but things changed in life. He had changed. He met Tamara through Drew, and if he had to choose now, he'd keep her instead of Drew in his life. Drew wouldn't even know. He was too busy fucking some random girl in Scotland to reach out to any of his American friends. So Roman stayed close to Tamara and fell even more for her.
A week turned into a month.
Time flew by when he was around her. She seemed even more perfect in his eyes which shouldn't be possible. She was already perfect before he got this close to her. How could someone become more perfect than perfect?
He turned his head and watched her. She was laughing while they were watching IT. Only she would find a horror movie funny. In that moment she looked happy. She probably was. She had only talked about Drew the first few days and she hadn't sounded like she actually wanted him back. Roman was too afraid to ask though. She turned her head and looked at him.
"What?" She asked.
He hadn't realized he had been watching her with the biggest grin on his face. He just enjoyed seeing her smile and hearing her laugh.
"You seem happy," he said.
"I am," she said.
"Truly?" He asked.
"Almost," she answered.
"What else do you need to get there?" He asked.
She eyed his lips and leaned closer. Her eyes found his again as she stopped in front of his face.
"You," she whispered.
He closed the small gap between them and pressed his lips against her. Even her kiss felt perfect. She parted her lips and invited him inside. He groaned lowly as their tongues started playing together. It was all he had dreamed of for so long.
He started pulling her up his lap. He pulled slowly so she could stop him if she wanted to. She helped out and straddled him. Her fingers tangled into his hair and lightly pulled on it. He ran his hands around her waist and down to her ass. She broke the kiss and gave him a naughty smile.
"I want you on my bed right now," she said.
"Damn, Tamara!" He chuckled. "When did you get so demanding?"
"When I realized I was falling for you," she said.
"And when did that start?" He smirked.
"A few weeks ago," she said.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.
"I didn't know how you feel. And you're Drew's friend," she said.
"Drew? Drew? Nope, I don't got a friend named Drew," he said.
He grinned at her and pulled her down to peck her lips.
"I've been in love with you for a long time. Way before he left," he said.
"You won't leave me too, will you?" She asked nervously.
"Sweetheart, I'll move in here tonight and tie myself to the bed if that's what it takes for you to trust me," he said. "I want you. For good. I'm not going anywhere."
"Bed! Now!" She growled.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed himself off the couch so he could carry her into the bedroom.
"I do like this demanding side of yours," he said. "But keep in mind I got one too, and you're about to learn all about it."