Wishes (working on title)

Ginger wasn't sure what to do. By the time she went and got coffee it was already 11:15 she squinted as the sunlight slashed against her eyes when she was driving. By the time she got home she heard the shower running, it was no mystery it was Matt. She put down her car keys on the counter top and waited for him

Matt walked out without a shirt, just a towel tied around him. He turned a bright red when he saw Ginger. "Uh...hi. Did you get your coffee?"

Ginger looked at him and her eyes went wide as she laughed to herself when she saw him turn bright red. "Yeah. I uh, I got my coffee." she said staring. "Did you take a shower?" she replied laughing.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." he said.

"Why would I need a picture? This moment will be forever burned inside of my brain." she grinned.

He continued blushing. "Uh...yeah...maybe I should go get dressed..." He didn't know what to do..but he could feel himself heating up from her gaze.

Ginger smiled at him, then looked down. She laughed.

"I guess you better." she smiled

He coughed. He wasn't sure if he wwanted. He liked the way she was looking at him. He was getting a little hot. "Uh...yeah..." Then he pulled her to him. He kissed her passionately. "I love you." He whispered.

She kissed him back. "I love you too." she said pressing against his forehead with hers.

He sighed and just held her. He gulped. "Ginger...I don't know if I can help myself.." He said.

Ginger kissed him, and pressed him gently agaisnt the wall.

"Then... don't."

Matt looked at her sexy body. "Ginger...are you sure?" He asked, gulping.

Ginger bit her lip but nodded. "Yeah. It's fine."

"No, Ginger... I... I can't." he said shaking his head.

"You can and you will." She said wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Ginger we really shouldn't-" he said.

"Too late." she shut the door...

Matt could hardly help himself. He started kissing and biting her neck. He wanted her. He knew he did. He was just afraid he'd hurt her. Plus...he had never done something like this before. Would he mess up? He sighed and just focused on her.

Ginger's eyes were slashed by the morning sun. She mumbled something, her long hair was over her head and she was face down, she felt a breeze, she touched her back, it was completely bare... Bare! She quickly looked over to see Matt sleep. She felt realived if she had done anythin sexual she would have rather done it with him.

Matt woke up slowly to the feel of sun on him. He opened his eyes and saw Ginger beside him. He smiled. Then was suddenly scared. Would she be mad. Had she enjoyed it? Had he been sweet? He looked at her. She seemed happy. He cleared his throat.

"Goodmorning. How are you?"

Ginger layed on her stomach and stretched like a cat. "I'm good, how'd you sleep?" she asked.

"I didn't. Not until four in the morning." he said.

She laughed.