fresh thing with Kian that she couldn't even properly name was taking her mind to a whole other level, she was engrossed with the mere thought of him and she didn't even know him that well. This wasn't something that she'd expected or even completely condoned. She wondered to herself if she could somehow cease what she felt was already impending at a paramount speed.
She didn't doubt her strength to stop herself if something happened between them, she doubted her will, and if that was something she'd actually be willing to do. Because a huge part of her was beyond enamored by his mere physical presence. When he spoke, that feeling was only further compounded. She liked him all around, as much as one could like another when they'd only known them for less than two days.
That fact right there tripped her up and made her doubtful of the entire situation.
She turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a plush oversized white towel around her body after she'd thoroughly dried herself. She gazed in the mirror, at her hair that she'd haphazardly thrown and tied up on the top of her head. She'd neglected to roll or wrap it the night before, so it was looking a bit wavy and the pin straight look she'd achieved the day before was gone.
Amiira walked into her room to grab her phone before returned to the bathroom and sitting perched on the side of the bathtub. She'd opted for a shower instead of a soak, and now thought that maybe steeping in fragrant hot water would have done her mind some good.
She fiddled with her phone momentarily before putting it to her ear as it rang.
“Hey girl!” Naomi's cheerful voice greeted her, instantly making her feel better, if only marginally.
“Nae, I need your sound and sage advice,” Amiira exclaimed lowly, almost hating herself for how desperate she sounded, but more so because of how desperate she felt.
“What's going on?” Naomi questioned, her voice inquisitive. “The water and sunshine isn't treating you well?”
“No, those two things are treating me just fine,” Amiira sighed as she pulled her towel tighter around her warm body. “I'm being so silly, I can feel it. I need you to talk me out of something dumb.”
“Oh, well you know I have no problem telling you exactly what's on my mind, and if talking you out of something is what you need then so be it. What's this about?”
“There's this guy,” Amiira began, the hesitation in her voice apparent as she almost struggled to get the words out.
“A guy already, Miir?” Naomi questioned, the tone of her voice teetering on the precipice of shock. “You've been there what, a day?”
“I know,” Amiira almost groaned, instantly feeling foolish and immature. “It's so silly. I don't know what it is about him, Nae.”
“Did something happen?”
“No, no nothing's happened, I'm just so attracted to him, it's almost surreal. But this isn't what I came here for, some otherworldly attraction to some guy. I just want to relax.”
“Sometimes it happens like that though,” Naomi offered after silence hung on the other end of the phone. “When you least expect it and right away, almost instantaneously. Sometimes that's just how attraction works. What do you wanna do?”
“I don't know,” Amiira almost whined. “I feel so dumb but he's so gorgeous, and it's not just how he looks, it's how he is. He's just compelling.”
“Hmm, sounds like you're in a predicament, my dear.”
Chapter 13
The night seemed to wind rather uneventfully. Amiira and Riley had made dinner for all five of them and they'd had a very pleasant meal where small talk ensued, which helped Amiira further understand all of her roommates as individuals and what some of their most notable characteristics were.
Kian offered to clean the kitchen as soon as they were all done, or rather just silently started in on the task without saying anything to signify what he