Yes

Though your whole body is shaking, you are excited about the prospects of spending more time with your new guy. He is very sweet and sometimes you feel like you just can’t get enough of him. However, at the exact same time, you’re nervous about how quickly things seem to be progressing.

You really had been looking forward to inviting him in after the date, but he’d thrown the wrench in the plans by being available on the wrong day. So, going to his place was nice, but also a little scary. You’d never met his roommate and didn’t know what that might look like.

You arrive at his place faster than expected and your heart races as he gets out and opens your door for you. You usually wouldn’t care, but you wanted the extra few seconds to be able to try to control yourself. This is so new and you’re not even completely sure how you should be handling yourself.

Taking your hand in his, he guides you to the front door, opens it up and leads you into the living room. On the couch there are two people. Fear instantly grips you. You’d expected the roommate, but you hadn’t expected the woman who was there to be there as well.

The roommate was probably a little taller than Greg, had a beard that could probably be said to be a bit out of control, though you didn’t hate it either, and had shaggy brown hair to match his beard. The woman was a blonde with a figure most girls would die for. She had boobs that seemed a bit too big for her skinny body size and was wearing very tight clothing that showed just about everything off.

“You didn’t tell me Libby was coming over,” Greg said, looking at his roommate.

“And you didn’t tell me she was coming over,” the man whose name you still didn’t know shot back.

“It was unplanned. I thought her roommate was going to be gone, but apparently not.”

“We can head out,” Libby said with a smile as she got up from the couch. “I’m Libby by the way,” the blonde said as she came over to you, reaching her hand out to you. “Devin and I are really close, currently dating, though that kind of goes off and on if you know what I mean.”

Devin made no move to get off the couch. “Why should we go?” Devin glared over at his girlfriend.

“Because that is what nice people do.”

Devin rolled his eyes. “Great, this shit again. Why is it that you only ever claim your Christian nature, or whatever you want to call it, when it’s convenient for you.”

“Not now, Devin,” Libby snapped back at him. You didn’t know what was going on, but you got the hint she was one of the Christians who had loose sexual mores, at least from how she was dressed, but did believe in God and try to serve Him.

Libby gave Greg a hug, causing you to tense slightly at how easy she seemed to be around him. Devin groaned and got up at that time, but he didn’t head toward the door. “I’m going to my room,” Devin said, giving a brief glance at Libby. “You three can do whatever the hell you want, but I have no plans of leaving tonight.”

“Sorry about him,” Libby said as she turned back to you. “He’s usually much nicer than this. I hope you two enjoy your evening,” she said while giving you a rather knowing smile.

You swallowed, completely afraid of what was going to happen now. Everything was so much more awkward than you had wanted it to be.

Greg groaned as he went into the kitchen, where you followed him. “Sorry about that. I had no clue she was going to be over here and Devin was going to be such a douche tonight. I’m sure everything’s already ruined.”

You lightly touch his arm, liking the feeling of his muscly bare skin on your hand. “It’s fine. It’s probably too soon anyways. I think it just wasn’t meant to be for tonight.”

Greg looks over at you and lets out an annoyed sigh. Your eyes meet and you move in and kiss him, hoping to reassure him that things are not in a bad place.

Breaking the kiss, Greg speaks up. “Does that mean you want to go home?”