“W-When you said you wanted to show me the bedroom, I-I wasn’t expecting this!”

“You knew exactly what was going to happen when I invited you to my apartment.” Anna crawled up the bed, quickly trapping me under her. My entire body wanted to tremble, but I tried my best to try and hide my shivers; whether they were from being nervous, embarrassed or even excited, I couldn’t tell. All I could do was watch as Anna slowly got closer and closer to me.

Reaching over and grabbing me by my wrists, Anna hovered over me, our faces only inches apart. We looked at one another, nobody trying to break eye contact. Her grip on me got tighter as she slowly came down and pressed her chest on top of mine.

She smirked, “Don’t play dumb, hun.”

I counted the ding of each passing floor as we rode the elevator up to Anna’s apartment. With each passing chime my heart started to beat harder and faster, almost expecting some kind of high intense sports training. I mean, part of me expected something to happen, but I wasn’t exactly sure what.

I was sure going to Anna’s apartment would fix that.

One final chime, and the elevator came to a calm stop.

“Top floor, my apartment,” Anna proudly announced. As she unlocked the door, she looked at me and smiled, “Make yourself at home.”

“I’ll make sure to do that,” I blurted out. I couldn’t help but gasp and cover my mouth when I realized what I said, looking at Anna for reassurance. She chuckled and opened the door, guiding me through everything.