Tangled Love

When I step out, Jake turns around and holds his hand out towards me. Butterflies fill my stomach and I walk towards him, slipping my hand into his. The warmth of his touch causes a shiver to run up my spine and I blush, glancing down at the floor.

"Are you ready?" Jake asks quietly, his beautiful eyes shining in the dimly lit room. I nod my head, excitement filling me. Jake smiles in return and opens my bedroom door slowly, pulling me out with him. We both tip-toe across the landing before going downstairs. Jake heads for the front door immediately, clutching his car keys in his hand. I don't question his actions and instead follow him silently. My heart is hammering against my chest and I can feel the adrenaline running through my blood from the excitement.

We both step outside into the silent night, darkness engulfing us. I shiver slightly from the cold, goosebumps covering my arms and the back of my neck.

"Are you cold?" Jake asks quietly, directing me to his car. I shake my head, sliding into the passenger seat. He reluctantly slips his hand out of mine. I immediately miss the feeling of his skin but watch as he walks around the front of the car, sliding into the drivers seat. His car smells like a mixture of him and leather. He turns the key in the engine and it roars to life before settling back down into a soft purr.

I pull the seat belt over my body and secure it, noticing my hands are trembling. Silently Jake reaches over into the back before emerging with a red tartan blanket. He drapes it over me —

"Try and warm up, it's a long drive," he murmurs. I nod silently, tucking the blanket in around me tighter. I watch him as he confidently pulls out of the driveway before setting off down the road, heading for the other side of town. Curiosity manages to get the better of me.

"Can you give me a clue on where we're going?"

Jake shakes his head, turning to grin

"I knew you'd ask me that. Patience

glancing out the window as houses and parked cars whiz past us. The world is dark outside, dimly lit by street lamps every now and then.

teasingly, keeping his eyes on the road.

lips tugging upwards into a smile. Jake chuckles quietly, turning to head onto the motorway.

to give me a warm look. So different than the first time we met. I'm slightly taken aback

my knees into my chest. My body

us as I turn to look at him. He's focused on the

because the silence is comforting. I have a guilty pleasure of watching child cartoons when no-one else

pineapple on pizza." Jake smiles

struggling or vulnerable. I'm big on family despite not knowing mine very well. I always

"Why?"

Melvin is utterly beautiful . . . I'll never get tired of sitting and watching him. The way he moves, the way his jaw

"When did you stop?"