A Wave Of Desire

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Ocean

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"Well, I certainly enjoy the sight, but I hope you don't answer the door like that all the time." The moment I opened the door, I heard a voice that drove all thoughts of sleep from my mind. What the hell was Makai doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be at school?

"What the hell?!" I hadn't meant to say the words out loud, but they slipped past my sleepy lips unhindered.

"I brought you some breakfast. Coach said you were under the weather, and I was feeling tired so he sent me home." I heard the soft seductive notes in his voice and had to tense my whole body to stop myself from shuddering.

"This isn't your home." I growled at him. "Or did you get lost along the way?" He laughed at that, and it was a smooth, soft sound that felt like he was rubbing his hands all over my body.

"Well, I was guided by two things when I left the school. The first led me to the diner so I could get some food." That was when he held up the two large bags that he was carrying.

"And what else guided you?" I was curious, but still pissed that he was here.

"My heart." He stepped closer to me and grinned. "I wanted to make sure that you were OK." He was now standing on the threshold of the door, basically inside already.

"Cute." I glared at him, not at all amused. That was when I sighed and hung my head. "Fine, whatever, come in." I stepped back and let him in the house.

"Thank you. Why don't you get some clothes on, and I will find my way to the kitchen." He looked me over again, and that was when I actually realized that I had opened the door in nothing but my boxers.

I felt my face flush red as I turned and ran back through the house. I was up the upstairs and in my room in no time at all. I can't believe that I just did that. After hyperventilating and dressing as quickly as I could, I made my way back down the stairs and to the kitchen.

Makai had already started to unload the bags of food onto the island in the middle of the kitchen, dishes sitting at the table ready.

"I'm glad you didn't take too long. I am hungry and didn't want to wait." He was smiling at me like there was nothing wrong at all.

"You could have gone home to eat, no one made you come here." I was still grumpy, I didn't know if it was from seeing him here right now or from being woken up when I wanted to sleep. Either way, I noticed that I wasn't stuttering because I was too busy being mad.

"But then we couldn't have had breakfast together. Aren't you hungry?"

I was ravenous, but I wasn't going to tell him that. I was going to be stoic and ignore him. I was too tired and grumpy. However, I didn't need to tell him, my stomach betrayed me again. It was just like last night all over again. The smell of the food had made my stomach growl and my mouth water. Damn my stupid body for showing my true feelings.

"I guess that is a yes." He grinned at me as he finished removing all the food containers.

"What did you get?" I asked him, deciding not to turn down the free food. He just smiled even wider.

"Well, I didn't know what you would want so I got a bit of everything. I have ham, bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles, french toast, hash browns, fried and scrambled eggs, biscuits, and toast." He really had gotten it all, the guy must really love food. "Oh, and I am sure you have it, but I got the works as well. I have some of all the jams and jellies, honey, and syrup. We're covered for it all. So, let's start dividing it up. Which do you prefer, biscuits or toast?" He gave me a suggestive grin then, and I didn't know why.

"Toast." I answered him honestly, but for some reason, it looked like I had just answered all of his prayers. He leaned across the island, getting a little closer to me before he spoke in a soft voice.

"That's good. I will let you have my toast as well as yours, if you let me have your biscuits."

"Huh?!" I jumped back from him to see that he was laughing like that had been the desired outcome for his little joke.

"You're having fun with this." I glared at him.

"Yes, and you're either hating it or not nervous." He smiled as he pulled a stool out and sat in it, looking at me seriously. "Which is it? I know it's one or the other because you're not stuttering. You look a little annoyed, but I don't think you're that angry."

I kept my mouth shut and ignored him. I didn't want to answer that question. He was right, I wasn't that pissed off. I thought I was at first, but I wasn't. The whole reason I was being more like myself was because I was getting used to him.

"Come on, let's eat; then we can talk." That grin of his was annoying, but it was also nearly swoon worthy.

We dug into our food then, eating our way through the mountain of food that Makai had brought for us. It was a lot, and by the time that we were almost done with it all, I was actually getting full. And I noticed that even Makai was having trouble eating it, and he had as big of an appetite as me, if not bigger.

"That was good." Makai smiled, seeming sated.

"Yeah, it was." I smiled reluctantly. "Thank you." I nodded at him.

"So, why did you miss school?" 

He was starting with that right out of the gate when we were done eating? What the hell? Did he want me to lose the breakfast I had just eaten due to nerves? Damn him, stupid, annoying, good looking, sexy Makai!

Why the hell did I think all those things about him?

"It was nothing really. I was just tired." I tried to deflect it as I cleaned up the mess, then turned to walk out of the room.

"Is that really all?" He sounded so worried about me.

"Yes, that's all." I snapped as I made my way to the living room near the front door. "I just didn't sleep much last night."

"Because of me?" He guessed correctly, but it was annoying that he was being so conceited about it.

"Why do you think it was because of you?" I turned and snapped at him.

"Well, you know." He looked nervous now. It was like he didn't want to admit what had happened last night.

Dammit, I knew he was just toying with me! I knew it wasn't real for him! He is probably seeing how far he can push me before I snap. Then he will tell everyone what I did and it will all come back on me.

"You know what? Get out! I don't want you here anymore!" I pulled the door open and pointed toward the street. I didn't want to wait and watch him go though, so I turned and ran up the stairs.

"Ocean?"

His voice called after me, but that was all for a moment. I heard the door slam shut and the thudding of my heart in my ear. When I made it to my room, I didn't hear anything else. I most definitely didn't hear him right behind me, and he followed me through the door.

"Ocean?" He called out to me as he pushed his way into my room, into my personal space. "What the hell?!"

"You're just messing with me. I know you are." I could hear the sadness in my voice as I spoke. I had fallen for him, but this was just a game.

"Didn't we go over this last night?" He sounded confused. "Didn't I tell you what I felt last night?"

"Yeah, but then you were too embarrassed to even mention last night. It was like you were ashamed of it." I finally looked up and glared at him. I was leveling him with a glare so sharp that I felt like it should pierce him.

I watched as the words played across his face. It wasn't really taking a long time, but it was all moving in slow motion. The way he froze when he heard me snap at him. The shock that he seemed to feel. All of it was moving so slow that by the time that he spoke I felt like I was about to explode from nerves and anticipation.

"How do you feel about me, Ocean?" My eyes went wide before I dropped my head to look at the floor.

"I..I don't know." I whispered. "But, I..I don't hate you." I raised my head again, looking at him steadily. "I..I think I..I m..m..might-."