DESIRED (BWWM)

Fun With Will

Renée

After finishing the pancakes that Angie made I decide to give Mia a call. Her parents are out and she's babysitting pip so I let her go knowing that Philip can be a handful sometimes.

Sighing I get up to go explore the apartment seeing nothing better to do. I walk around aimlessly while my mind plays over this mornings incident.

I stroll into a spacious room and my eyebrows raise as I take in the variety of workout machines. I shake my head not really shocked that Elijah has his own gym.

Hmm I wonder if he'll let me watch him work out sometime?

I think and immediately scold myself for the direction my thoughts had gone. I walk further into the room and giggle when I see my reflection in one of the many wall mirrors.

Renée Rivera inside a gym when she doesn't have to be. Who would've thought?.

I think as I sit on the floor, crossing my legs as I finally allow myself to dwell on my predicament without any distractions.

Okay so my mother is married to Elijah Alejandro; Mafia Don of a well known, almost famous criminal enterprise.

I nod my head answering my own mental question.

And I like him. Well I won't use the word 'like' per say, its more of an itsy bitsy, teeny tiny crush. It might even be Stockholm syndrome. I Sigh and tug on my hair, my mind once again traveling to Elijah.

I know that I liked the way I felt today when his hands were on my waist and his hard body pressed up against my chest. Color spreads to my face as I recall the way my body reacted to his touch.

I know it's wrong but I can't help the way my body reacts when he's near me.

Traitorous body.

I shouldn't like Elijah. I can't like Elijah. He's married to my mother and even though I don't like to think about it, he is technology my step father.

"Okay, that's quite enough dwelling," I mutter, getting off the floor. I walk back over to the sofa and drop myself down like a sack of potatoes.

There's a knock on the door just as I'm making myself comfortable and I curse the gods for my bad luck. I Open the door and smile when I see Will.

"Hi Will," I say and he offers me a smile of his own. "Hi Ren, so um.... since I'm not working today, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to hangout?"

He suggest and I shrug my shoulders and open the door wider, motioning for him to come inside. "What do you have in mind?" I ask leading him to the sofa and sitting down.

"I don't know. There's a skating rink not to far from here?" He suggests and  my mood immediately lightens at the thought.

"That's sounds amazing!"
"Really?" He questions and when I nod my head his smile grows. "Then I guess that's what we're doing"
"Cool. Let me just go change into something a little less comfortable,"

I say laughing and looking down at my gray sweats. He shakes his head with a flirty smile on lips. "It is pretty comfortable. But you'd look good in anything, so it doesn't really matter," he announces and I become a tomato.

"Yeah, yeah," I say. Getting up and walking to my room.

I throw on black distressed jeans with an of the shoulder red crop top and black ankle boots. I'm sitting on my bed, lacing my boots up when the thought comes to me.

Shit Elijah!

I take my  phone off the dresser and look down at it nervously. I could just not tell him.