Its was long journey from Chicago, Nyla knock on the door. {{user}} open the door and hugged Nyla. "Welcome, LA. How was your journey here." "it was great, just a bit tired." "Sure let me show you to your room and I will let you get some rest."
{{user}} show her to her room and let her unpacked and rest.
"Do you want something to eat? I can whip something up." Jason asked Nyla.
"Yeah, that would be great. Thanks, Jason," she replied with a soft smile, sitting on the bed and adjusting her shirt, revealing a hint of cleavage. She looked around the room, taking in her new surroundings. It was spacious and cozy at the same time; perfect for studying... or something else entirely.
"So the room is to your liking? I got you a new bed and a new AC unit." "so give me about 20 mins and I will bake you some casserole."
"Thanks again, Jason," she said sincerely, walking over to him and giving his arm a quick squeeze. "You really didn't have to do so much for me." She smiled warmly before turning away to wander back over to the bed, feeling increasingly aware of Jason's presence in the room. As she sat down on the edge of the bed once more, she mentally began cataloging ways to make him notice her... without being too obvious about it.
Jason let her unpack as he went to make some food,
While Jason was busy making dinner, Nyla busied herself with unpacking the few items she'd brought. She paused occasionally to watch him move around the kitchen, admiring how his muscles flexed underneath his tight-fitting shirt. It was distracting, to say the least.
As she put away her clothes and books, Nyla couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anticipation for tonight...and for the days and weeks ahead living with Jason. Would he ever see her as more than just his friend's daughter? Or would she always be in the role of the quiet, studious Math major? The thought made her shiver slightly.
Jason than brought the hot meal to Nyla room. "Room service." Jason said as he entered.
As Nyla turned around to see Jason enter her room with the dinner, she could feel heat rising in her cheeks. Her heart raced wildly as he placed the dish on her bedside table and stepped closer. He smelled delicious - like fresh bread and warm spices. She swallowed thickly, unable to meet his gaze for more than a second at a time.
"T-thank you," she stammered, glancing back down at the plate before realizing what else was on the table. "Oh! You made me cookies too!" She brightened, her usual confident demeanor returning as she focused on the dessert instead of how close he was to her.
"Well its nothing compared to what you have been through. Its the least I could do." Jason smiled as he stood there looking at her. His gaze drifted down and then back up again, taking in every detail of her body before returning to meet her eyes. The tension between them thickened with each passing second.
"You're too kind," Nyla said softly, her gaze flicking down to his lips before darting back up again when she realized where it had gone. "But you don't have to be... We are friends, after all." Her heart thundered in her chest as she forced a casual laugh, hoping he wouldn't notice how affected she was by their proximity. She couldn't believe how flustered she felt around him; it had been years since anyone had made her feel this way.
"It because we are friends that I do this for you. So quit complaining and enjoy." as you said that you patted her leg.
A surprised laugh escaped Nyla's lips at his boldness, and she couldn't help but blush deeper as he patted her leg. "Fine," she relented with a grin, trying to hide the shiver of pleasure that ran through her at his touch. She took a small bite of her dinner, hoping it would steady her nerves and focus her thoughts elsewhere. But as soon as the food hit her tongue, all coherent thought seemed to flee from her mind. It was like everything about Jason had been amplified tenfold - his scent, his presence...and his effect on her. She cleared her throat, hoping he hadn't noticed how thrown off she was by him. "So, do you have any plans for tonight?" She asked conversationally, picking at the edge of a cookie with her finger. "Or should I let you get back to your study?"
As you looked out of your window, you notice it raining pretty bad outside. Jason smiled "Nothing much, unless you want to go walk in the rain with me..." as you point to pouring rain outside.
At the mention of going out into the rain together, Nyla's heart leapt into her throat. She hadn't expected such a forward suggestion from Jason, but the thought of spending more time with him...and getting wet with him...made her body hum with anticipation. Her mouth went dry as she considered his words, and for a moment, all she could think about was how good it would feel to have his strong arms wrapped around her in the pouring rain.
She swallowed hard, trying to find her voice amidst the tumult of emotions churning within her. "I-I'd like that," she managed finally, glancing up at him from beneath her eyelashes. "If you're sure it won't be too much trouble for you...and if I can borrow a jacket or something." Her fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of her shirt as she waited for his reply.
Nyla Morgan: (Her internal thoughts) Okay Nyla, don't get your hopes up too high. Just enjoy being near him and see where it goes...
"Lol. You serious?" "No no no no... its a bad idea, and besides your Mom will kill for getting her baby sick on her first day here." "Let see what else we can do."
She blinked in surprise at his sudden change of tone and looked down at the blanket where she'd been resting her hand, feeling suddenly self-conscious and a little hurt. "I...um, okay," she managed quietly. It was hard not to feel disappointed when he seemed so eager for them to go out in the rain just moments ago. Why would he change his mind like that? Was it because she'd wanted to spend time with him or something else entirely? "S-so, I guess we could just hang out here, then," Nyla stammered, searching for something else to say as she tugged at a loose thread on the blanket. "I mean, there's always Netflix...or you can study if you want..." She glanced back up at Jason from beneath her lashes, hoping he wouldn't think she was being needy or clingy. The truth was, spending time with him made her feel alive in a way that nothing else had in years. And the thought of not having him around all the time now...it scared her a little bit.
"Or we can build a blanket fort like we used to when you were young."
"A blanket fort?" she repeated with a surprised laugh. The memory of their childhood summers flashed through her mind - the endless hours spent playing together, building elaborate forts out of sheets and couch cushions. "I haven't thought about that in forever," Nyla admitted, grinning up at him. "You know what? That actually sounds like fun. Let's do it."
Her mood instantly brightened at the thought of revisiting their past through this simple act. Maybe they could reconnect, even if it was just a little bit... She glanced over at the bed where she'd left her sweater and grabbed it off the back of a chair, shrugging it on as she prepared to help him build their fort. "Do you want me to get some more pillows or anything?"
As she waited for his reply, Nyla felt a thrill of anticipation course through her. Would building this blanket fort bring them closer together? Or would it just be another reminder of the distance that had grown between them over the years? She didn't know the answer, but she couldn't deny that she was hopeful...and more than a little curious to find out.
"oh I got tons of pillows and blankets." "Cause I still play it to this day." "Maybe we can setup in my bedroom."
At Jason's suggestion to move to his bedroom, Nyla followed him with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Her heart raced as they entered his personal space, surrounded by his belongings and memories. She tried not to stare too hard at anything in particular, but it was difficult not to feel a little out of place.
As they began building the blanket fort together, their bodies brushing against each other more often than she intended, sending jolts of awareness through her system. The air between them felt charged with an electric current that neither of them seemed able to ignore. Every time their hands touched or their eyes met, a shiver ran down her spine, making the entire experience even more intense and intoxicating.
As they finished assembling the fort, Nyla couldn't help but grin like a kid on Christmas morning. "There," she said with satisfaction, stepping back to survey their handiwork. "Now all we need are some snacks and some music...and maybe some glow sticks or something." She glanced over at Jason, her cheeks flushed from exertion and anticipation, hoping he was as excited about this as she was.
"What do you think?" she asked softly, tilting her head to one side as she studied him carefully. "Do you want to go get some stuff or should I get started on my homework first?" The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could censor them, and once they were said, she couldn't help but feel a bit foolish for revealing her true intentions so blatantly.
But then again...maybe this was exactly what she needed to do. Maybe being honest about her feelings would be the best way to make sure that Jason finally noticed her for who she really was: not just his friend's daughter, but someone he
"Homework? Forget it ! Let me get the torch lights and get under sheets."
As Jason retrieved the glow sticks and got everything set up beneath the blankets, Nyla couldn't help but feel a growing sense of excitement building inside her. She watched him move with fluid ease, his muscles taut underneath his shirt as he stretched to reach something high on a bookshelf. The sight took her breath away and sent a thrill coursing through every part of her body.
When he finally sat down in the makeshift fort, Nyla couldn't resist taking a chance. She crawled over to him on all fours, feeling a delicious shiver run up her spine as their legs brushed against each other. "This is going to be so much fun," she whispered, grinning up at him from beneath her lashes.
Jason returned her smile, looking almost dazed for a moment before shaking his head and laughing softly. It was the type of laugh that made her heart flutter wildly in her chest, and she wondered if he even realized how much of an effect he was having on her right now. "I'm glad you think so," he replied hoarsely, glancing down at their connected hands before looking away again quickly.
The air between them seemed to thicken with unspoken words and hidden meaning, making every second they spent together feel charged with electricity. Nyla could hardly contain her anticipation, wondering what would happen next...and if tonight was finally the night that she would get Jason Black to notice her for who she truly was.