With the Guys

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Alex has never loved a man before. But when she moves in with her older brother Jude, and his mysterious, sexy roommate, River, she develops feelings that she hasn't felt for a man before. Will she be won over by River's sexy charms?

Chapter 1 (v.1) - With the Guys

Submitted: August 03, 2009

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I gripped the steering wheel firmly and bit my lip hard. The shiny cars at the intersection whirred slowly by and the old luggage in the back seat rattled as the car stopped. I ticked the steering wheel impatiently with my fingers. I was moving in with my older brother Jude and his friend who I have yet to meet.

I dragged my suitcase out of the cramped elevator and made my way up to Jude’s apartment. After a short, quick series of knocks, the doorknob twisted.

“You must be Alex!” A handsome man at the door smiled. He had strong, rugged features, and dark shaggy hair. “I’m River. Jude’s told me so much about you.”

He hugged me around the shoulders, and I could feel the muscles on his arms on the nape of my neck. I wasn’t short, but I only reached his collarbone.He kept his arm around my shoulder, and grabbed the suitcase from my hand. “I’ll take this upstairs for you.”

“Thanks,” I said, smiling up at him. River looked at me, smiling. I tensed, and my back arched involuntarily. However, his hand wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt normal, as if his touch had been there my entire life. He must have felt my strain, because he decided he now needed to use two hands to carry my suitcase and lifted his hand off of my shoulder.

“You, um, know where my brother is?”

“I’m not sure. He’s somewhere around here,” he said. He then shouted in a smooth voice, “Jude!”

I smiled at him timidly. I hadn’t known this man for more than a minute, and I already couldn’t bring myself to talk. “

Jude?” I said, cupping my hand next to my mouth.

“Lex!” Jude yelled, running out of a room at the end of the long hallway. I hugged him as strongly as I could. “I’m so excited you’re here! I see you met River.”

“Yeah, we met.” He said, said, smiling a calm grin at me.

“Good. You’ll love it here, Lex!” Jude beamed.

“I’m so happy to be here too! It’s so good to see you and…River,” I said. River turned and went into what I assumed was his room, in a fluid, even movement. I turned to Jude, and asked, “Where’s my room?”

“Let me show you,” he smirked. He opened a door to a modest twin bed without sheets and a window without dressings. How lovely.

“This is…nice,” I said, exaggerating my pause, and rolling my eyes. I crossed my arms and added dramatically, “Wow, there’s no revamp needed here at all!”

“You can do whatever you want with it. Paint, whatever.” He said. He then mumbled indistinguishable words under his breath.

I narrowed my eyes.“Fine.”

“Okay then,” Jude added awkwardly, and left the room. I sighed and began to unpack my things into a lone dresser. I sighed at the dull surroundings, and tensed at the sound of knock on the door.

“Hey. How’s the moving in going?” River’s voice sounded as he opened the door. He leaned his back against the wall, and folded his arms.

“Fine,” I answered abruptly. He walked over to me and sat behind me on the bed.

“You don’t need any help?” He asked, in an obvious attempt to be polite.

“I…I’m fine, thanks, thanks anyways though.” I stuttered nervously, and tucked away a strand of hair. I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking content behind me. He was being so nice, and I only looked vaguely in his direction and stuttered. I’ve never really been shy around men, but River wasn’t one of the young guys I normally talked to. He was tall, tan, and had a muscular build and a smile that could light me on fire.

“Well, if you need any help, I’ll be there,” he said, shrugging and walking out the door.

I sighed. I finished unpacking as fast as I could, and set my things on my dresser. Looking around at the dull surroundings again, I decided to go out and search for items for my room. I grabbed my purse, and walked to the door.

I shouted, “I’m going to be out if anyone needs me!”

Running came from the other end of the apartment.

“Hey, can I come?” River asked.

“I’m going shopping for my room,” I said, tucking my long brown hair behind my ear and biting my lip.

“Can I come anyways?”

“Yeah, sure,” I said nervously, and smiled and walked out of the apartment. He began to exit as well, and we were caught in an awkward dance. I giggled uneasily, and met his eyes. He held my arm carefully, and walked me out of the door.

“Thanks.”

“No problem,” he said, winking. We walked slowly to my beat up old red Honda, and didn’t speak a word until we were out of the parking lot. It felt weird that I couldn’t converse with him, except for mindless chatter about the weather and my uninteresting opinion on his song choice. I wanted so badly to be able to speak to him.

“So…um,” I uttered slowly. He turned to me as if he was completely interested in what I had to say. “Where do you think we should go?”

“You can turn up here, and we can stop at this cool store,” River said, without a stutter. I nodded and did as he suggested. We searched the store and he insisted on brown paint for the room.

“It’s cozy,” he said, smiling, and I smiled back, but no where near as graceful as he did.

“It matters…if my room is cozy?” I said, biting my lip.

“Sure, shouldn’t you be comfortable in your own room?”

“I guess you’re... right,” I said, blushing. He laughed and I smiled up at him.

“You’ve been a big help.” He carried two large cans of brown paint to the cashier counter, and pulled out his wallet.

He winked and said, “It’s on me.”

“River, please don't. You don’t have to. It’s my room, anyways.”

“Nah, I want to Alex,” He smiled, and handed the cashier his credit card. I blushed stupidly, and watched in silence as he took the cans in his chiseled arms and placed them in my car.

“Thanks,” I said, after he had closed my trunk. I hugged him around his neck and felt his arms around my waist. I leaned away and smiled at him. He smiled back at me and freed his hold on my back. I bit my lip and smiled.

“So, um, let’s get going.” I drove home in silence, and we didn’t speak until we got out of the elevator.

“Thanks for letting me come,” River said lightly and squeezed me softly around my shoulder. And even though we met only an hour before, his touch felt right.


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