Author:  Kristin Rae
Viewed: 22 - Published at: 3 years ago

The short pieces of his black hair are spiked out every which way. The poor lighting from the singular bulb on the ceiling over the shower exaggerates the dark circles under his eyes. He looks rough.
And why I find it incredibly hot is beyond me.
"Late night?" I ask.
I'm staring. I shouldn't stare. Biting back a smirk at his disheveledness, I pull the band out of my hair, pretending that I need to redo my ponytail. Really, I just need a distraction.
"I'm going back to work today," I say, when he doesn't reply.
He snatches my hand to keep me from putting my hair back up. "It is lovely down," he says softly.
I'm frozen, watching him in the mirror as he smooths a section of my hair, grazing my bare neck with his fingers. Everything Chiara's said about him rushes to the front of my mind.
"Don't," I tell him, immediately wishing I hadn't.
His hands are at my waist in an instant and he rotates me, pinning me between him and the counter. "Why?"
Because your cousin already wants to kill me for kissing you. Because I like it too much. Because you make me feel wanted.
I clear my throat. "Because you haven't brushed your teeth yet."
I twist my upper body around and grab his toothbrush--the neon green one. I squeeze out a bead of toothpaste from my tube, get the brush wet, and hold it close to his mouth. With the tiniest hint of a smile, Bruno opens his mouth maybe half an inch and shifts his body even closer to mine. His eyes dart down to my lips and back to my eyes, down and up, down and up, leaning closer. I should dodge him but I don't--can't. All I can do is stare at his mouth, knowing full well I don't really care if he's brushed his teeth yet or not.
Our noses nearly touch. He tilts his head to his right, I tilt mine to my right. We're lined up and ready for impact. His warm breath tickles my chin as he whispers, "
"
He turns his head, wraps his mouth around the toothbrush, taking it from me, and walks out of the bathroom.

( Kristin Rae )
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