As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow through the tree house, Alex and I settled in, our laughter echoing against the wooden walls. The scent of warmed pizza wafted through the air, mixing with the lingering aroma of the woods surrounding us. We took turns recounting our day's adventures, teasing one another playfully, the atmosphere cozy and intimate. I felt completely at ease, like this space was our own little sanctuary away from the chaos of the outside world.

After dinner, we cleared the plates, but the comfortable vibe lingered, wrapping around us like the soft blankets strewn across the room. I leaned back against the couch, my heart racing slightly as I caught Alex watching me with a mixture of curiosity and warmth.

"So, do you like anyone?" he asked, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between us. His tone was light, but I could sense an undercurrent of seriousness in his gaze.

"Yes," I replied, my heart fluttering at the thought. I couldn't help but smile, a mix of excitement and nervousness bubbling inside me. The moment felt charged with anticipation, the playful banter giving way to something deeper.

"Who is it?" he pressed, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he leaned closer, propping his chin on his hand like a curious child.

I hesitated, my heart pounding louder. "Well, it's someone close to me," I said, letting the playful grin linger on my lips. "He's sweet, funny, and... kind of infuriating at times."

Alex raised an eyebrow, his smirk deepening. "Sounds like someone I know," he said, his voice teasing.

I bit my lip, feeling my cheeks heat up. "Yeah, well, you might know him."

"Care to share his name?" he asked, leaning in even closer, the teasing tone in his voice making my stomach flutter.

Instead of answering directly, I leaned in, teasingly whispering, "I really like him, you know?" I let the words hang in the air, watching as realization flickered across his face.

He leaned over me, his body shielding me from the world outside, and the closeness sent a thrill coursing through me. The heat between us was palpable, making it hard to breathe. His eyes searched mine, filled with an intensity that made my heart race.

"Is it me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, the weight of the question hanging heavily between us.

I nodded slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. In that moment, everything felt heightened, the world outside fading away as I locked eyes with him. He leaned in even closer, his lips hovering just above mine, and I could feel the warmth radiating from him.

The kiss was gentle at first, a tentative exploration as our lips met softly, sending shockwaves through my entire being. I could feel the remnants of pizza and warmth on his lips, intoxicating and exhilarating. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as I melted into him, our connection deepening with each passing second.

As the kiss deepened, it transformed into something more urgent, more passionate. His hands cupped my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine as he pulled me closer, the world around us fading into a distant memory. The kiss ignited a fire inside me, a hunger I hadn't known was there. I felt alive in a way I had never experienced before.

His lips moved against mine, sweet and insistent, exploring every contour. I could feel his breath quickening as he pressed me back gently against the bed, his body hovering over mine, shielding me from the outside world. My heart raced, a mix of exhilaration and desire coursing through me as his kisses trailed down to my jaw, lingering along my skin, leaving a path of warmth and longing.

"Evelyn," he murmured against my skin, the sound sending shivers of excitement down my spine. His hands roamed down my sides, exploring, teasing, as if he was trying to memorize every curve of my body. I gasped softly, arching into him, urging him on, completely lost in the moment.

The kiss deepened again, a blend of urgency and sweetness that left me breathless. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, as if I wanted to fuse our bodies together. The warmth between us intensified, a magnetic pull that was impossible to resist. Everything else faded away-the world outside, our worries, our fears. It was just us, caught in a moment that felt like magic, something I had only ever dreamed of.

As we pulled back slightly, our breaths mingling in the air, wide-eyed and breathless, the connection between us crackled with unspoken promises. I could see it reflected in his eyes. The realization that the boy I liked liked me too for real sent a thrill through my heart, a sensation I never wanted to end.

His hand roamed around my shirt trying to find my skin when he did a soft breath escaped my lips making him smirk, he placed my hair under my ear and looked at me as he bit his lip, analyzing my whole face.

"What?" I whispered as he kept looking at me

" I really want to take you to the bed" He said truthfully

"Then what are you waiting for?" as my suggestion slash question left my mouth, Alex placed an arm under my legs and other on my back lifting me up to the bed besides us

"You were quick" I mentioned as my arms involved his neck

"I didn't had to think twice I just needed permission" He mentioned,as I smiled and I bit my teeth at how seductive he was . He placed me down on the bed carefully and started to kiss my neck and lifting carefully my white t-shirt revealing ra, his hand kept going up and down my chest. His lips finally landed on mine as we exchanged our longing for each other. I held his head to be close to me so his lips wouldn't leave me as his hand traveled down, undoing the zipper of my pants.

I was a bit desperate wanting to touch him too, so i rolled up his shirt to what I sensed his sly smirk as we kissed. He took the shirt with my help and laid on the bed grabbing each one of my legs and placing me exactly on top of him.

"Aren't you sly, Beaumont?" I asked with a smile as I got closer to his lips

"Very" he whisper to my mouth, he grabbed my shirt taking it off to which I helped and I watch his expression change from passion to lust, and my eyes looking at his were enough for him to stand up and place his body next to my bare one.

With every kiss, I felt myself melting into him, the softness of his lips inviting me closer. The rhythm of our hearts seemed to sync, and I could hardly keep my cool as I buried my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. Each kiss was electrifying, a spark igniting with each soft touch, turning the sweet moment into something more intense, more steamy.

"Evelyn..." he murmured against my lips, his voice low and inviting. I could feel his breath mingling with mine, sending a shiver down my spine. His hands roamed down my sides, drawing me into him, our bodies fitting together as if they were made to be that way. The warmth of his body pressed against mine felt intoxicating, a rush of adrenaline and longing flooding my senses.

We explored the contours of each other, our kisses growing deeper, more urgent. The way he held me, with such tenderness and possessiveness, made my heart race. I could feel the heat radiating off him, and I couldn't help but smile against his lips, utterly lost in this moment. Everything outside faded away; it was just us, together, lost in the comfort of each other's presence.

- - -

Alex pulled back slightly, his eyes searching mine for reassurance. "Wow" he said, his voice a mix of awe and amusement.

"Yeah," I replied, trying to catch my breath while still reveling in the afterglow.

He chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. He pulled me closer my head on his chest as he grabbed my hand and kept playing with intertwining mine in his " do you know when you started to like me?"

The question caught me off guard, and I found myself smiling, my cheeks warming. "I think it was when I saw you protecting Dan that day. You just... I don't know, you seemed so brave and strong. It made me see you in a whole new light."

Alex's expression shifted, a fond smile spreading across his face. "Really? That day?"

"Yeah," I confirmed, nodding slowly. "You were so fierce, standing up for your friends. It made me realize you're not just a pretty face."

"Pretty face?" He smirked, clearly enjoying the compliment. "I'll take that."

He shifted closer, changing position propping himself on one elbow, his eyes locking onto mine. "I remember the first day we met in the woods. You were lost and so frustrated, but there was something about you that just... drew me in. And then here, in the treehouse, you were so different-so lively and full of spirit. Everything about you just hooked me."

My heart fluttered at his words, the sincerity in his voice wrapping around me like a warm blanket. "Really? You knew right away?"

"Pretty much," he admitted, his expression softening. "From the moment I saw you, I felt like I needed to be close to you. I knew I was meant to fall for you."

His honesty made me feel cherished, and I couldn't help but blush at the depth of his feelings. "You are so cheesy" I said , leaning in to rest my forehead against his.

"Yeah I am," he replied, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

His fingers traced light patterns on my arm, and I couldn't help but smile at the sensations he stirred within me.

"Evie," he began, his voice low and earnest, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up into his deep, expressive eyes, sensing the weight of his words before he even spoke them. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

The question hung in the air, electrifying the space between us. My heart skipped a beat, a rush of excitement and disbelief flooding through me. "Hmm let me think" I joked as I saw him smile and hide his face

"Don't do this to me, woman" He said looking at me while placing a hand on his heart

"I am joking Alexander Beaumont, can't you take a joke?" I asked smiling

"Don't joke with that"

"Ok baby boy" I said giving him a peck on the lips "I will be your girlfriend"

he nodded with a smiled "I know it might be hard at times, but I really want to do this with you. I want to be with you, for real."

My heart raced as the reality of his words sank in. A smile broke across my face, and I felt an exhilarating mixture of joy and nervousness. "You really mean it?"

"Absolutely," he replied, a grin creeping onto his lips, clearly happy to see my reaction. "I want to make it official."

As the gravity of his declaration settled around us, I couldn't help but feel a swell of affection for him. The memories of our late-night conversations, the kisses that left me breathless, and the laughter we shared all surged back, making my heart swell.

"Are you sure?" I asked, my excitement bubbling over, knowing very well what did this meant.

"I am, very sure."

"Then let's do it"

His eyes lit up, and he pulled me closer, wrapping his arms tightly around me. "You have no idea how happy that makes me," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

"Actually, I think I do," I teased, resting my head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "He is almost coming out of your chest I joked"

"He is very attracted to its owner" He said looking at me while I rolled my eyes and shove him off

"You seriously need to stop that flirting"

"Why? You don't like my love " he pouted like a little lost dog "I am pretty good at showing it"

"You're not" I joked