A Stalker's evening

When I got home, Russell was there laying in my bed and scrolling through his phone, I leant on the door post watching him.

His eyes met mine after sensing my presence, then he dropped his phone and smiled at me.

"Hey here." I smiled at him.

"How was your meeting?" He asked, pushing the covers off.

I kicked my shoes off as I walked over, taking his invitation to kiss him.

"Better than I thought. Let's just say that they took the bait." I told him after pulling away from our brief kiss.

"Let's go celebrate." I said, taking my royal blue jacket off.

"What are we celebrating?"

"Do we need a reason to?"

"I guess not." Russell smiled, and in no time he made his way over to his closet.

'Yes, he has a closet and a few draws for his things.'

'I want to make him a little space so he could watch his games in peace, but I didn't want him to take that as a cue to have his low life friends over.'

"Let me take a s