It was an accident.

Name: Kara Franks
Age: 19
Looks: Blonde hair, icy blue eyes, medium height, sexy curves and body

I accidentally bumped into you in a dark hallway... What happens next?

Name: Raziel "Raz" Harris
Age: 21
Looks: About 5"11, lean build, black hair and fair skin, high cheekbones and mossy green eyes.

Kara: I blush slight and look up to see who i ran into to. "I am so sorry. Wasn't paying attention."

Raz looked down at the girl, chuckling slightly and running a hand through his hair. He really needed a haircut. "Nah, it's totally fine," he said. "So do you live in one of the apartments?" He asked, motioning to the doors on the halls.

(I hope it's okay that I set the scene as an apartment building...)

(yep, that is totally fine)

Kara: "Uh, yeah. I just moved here."

Raz smiled brightly, inconspiuously looking the girl over. "Cool. Well, I live right down the hall if you need anything," he said. "I'm Raz."

Kara: I looked him over and grinned. He was sexy. "Thanks. I'm Kara."

"So, Kara," Raz started, you just moved here... So, do you need any help with boxes or anything?" He asked, cocking his head slightly. He was all about being neighborly.

"Yeah, I have a lot of empty boxes that need to be carried downstairs to the dumpsters." Mmm, a gentlemen. Now, if only he was a forceful (in a good way) type of guy, he would be perfect.

Raz's eyes gleamed a bit. "Of course," he said with a smirk. She showed him to boxes and he carried them down to the dumpster and then met her back upstairs. "I know this might sound odd, considering we just me, but you wanna come and get coffee with me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Kara: I pointed to my expensive coffee maker. "I've got coffee here." Then I smiled. He was really hot.

Raz's lips quirked up at the corner. "So, isn't think the part where you invite me in and we... Talk? I mean, someone had to tell you about the bad neighborys and noisy kids... And the available people around the complex," he chuckled.

I pulled my gaze back to his face and grinned. "Yeah, so come one in. I make freakin' amazing coffee."

Raz entered the apartment behind her, smiling a bit. "Sounds like a plan," he said. She started to coffee and he sat at her kitchen table.

After the coffee was made, I sat down with him. A little while later, after about an hour of drinking coffee and chatting, I leaned back in my chair. "So...What now?"

"Now's the part where we go sit on your couch and you tell me about youself... Then, I'll talk about me a little bit and then we'll see how much I can control myself," Raz chuckled, holding his hand out to lead her over to the couch.

I took his hand and his fingers intertwined with mine. We sat on the couch and I quickly told him about myself. "I'm nineteen, in college to be a general surgeon, drive a mustang... Your turn," I say laughing.

"I'm twenty one, in college with a double major. I'm majoring in photography and psychology. I drive an Aston Martin most of the time, but i also have a Jeep," he chuckled. "And I think that you might be my biggest challenge this year," he said, smirking.

I smirked back him. "Oh really? I'm not too much of a challenge."

Raz smirked a bit more. "I didn't say getting with you would be a challenge... I meant getting away from you... Not that I want to," he said, bringing her face closer. "And I don't think you want to either."

His closeness was intoxicating. My heart was racing as I said, "No, I don't to."

Raz grinned, pressing their foreheads together and their lips were just barely touching as he spoke. "Well, maybe you can give me your number and we can do this after our first real date," he said.

I wanted so badly for him to kiss me. "Wasn't coffee enough?"

"Yeah," Raz chuckled and forcefully pushed his lips to hers, groaning contentedly. He pulled her onto his lap and pushed her hips onto his.

When he slid me onto his lap, I moaned in contentment. He was holding me firmly against him while his lips and tongue caressed my mouth.