Road To Revovery

Chapter 11 Good Enough?

Elijah's POV

I open the door, letting Avery head into my place first.. because her arms are just as filled with shopping bags as mine are. We both groan and huff, slowly bringing every bag through the smaller than expected entrance..

With just wanting to complete one try, because neither one of us wanted to go back and forth.. So we have many bags across both of our arms. Our arms completely collapse as we enter my apartment, letting the bags slide off of our arms and onto the floor, relieving some of the heavy pressure from our upper bodies.

"So what was your plan on where to store all my crap?" Avery asks me playfully as we stare, breathlessly at the pile of bags in the middle of my floor.

I sheepishly rub the back of my neck sending a cheeky smile her way. "Well I didn't fully think that through.. All I thought about was the fact that I wanted to have you here with me and I just figured we would adjust to anything else.. but I do have a pretty big closet for what it is and I don't wear much since I mostly just wear scrubs." I explain to her causing her to giggle then shaking her head.

I quickly make my way to my room and into my closet emptying half of the closet of my scrubs since those don't need to be hung up by any means and I could always just buy a dresser to help out with the rest of the items she can't find a place for.

"So you can throw your stuff you want to hang up into the closet and anything else out, I can just go buy a dresser so we have a place for the rest.. I know it will be tight in here.. so sorry in advance.." I remark with a tinge of embarressment, because I hate that she is rich and can have anything that she wants.. and here I am scrounging for anything and everything just trying to be good enough for her.. Maybe I'm not good enough for what she deserves.. She really deserves the best out there.. because I can't seem to give her all the things she needs.. Even though I do wish I can give them to her, Wishes don't happen like that.

"Hey.." She says softly touching my cheek, gaining my attention. "It's perfect thank you for doing this when you didn't have to." She replies as I shake my head but not saying anything back and I think she notices this..

"What is that for?" She investigates my look as I just don't answer getting ready to go grab her things to help her out. But she doesn't like that action. She grabs my arm and turning me around to face her. "Tell me." She demands knowing I have something to say but don't want to, so I'm hiding it.

"I... uh... I just hate that I don't have much to give you.. you deserve the best of things and a plethora of everything you need.. and I can only offer you a corner in my tiny closet.. you deserve the best and I can barely afford the worst.." I state to her as her eyebrows furrow. "I never once asked for the best from you." She replies, staring up at me.

"I know you didn't, but I saw your old house and everything you had and I can't help but feel unattiquit when being compared." I explain further into it for her.

She scoffs to accompany her shaking head. "Then stop comparing.. because I'm not comparing at all." She states as I shake my head not believing it because how could this seem better then her last option.

She scoffs at me, even grabbing hold of my shirt and pulling me towards my bed. I'm so confused as I watch her step onto my bed and turning around to look at me since we are now at eye level. She pulls me closer by my shirt so our faces are only inches apart.

"Now you listen to me and listen good Eli.. You saw my old place as some huge rich house with a closet as big as your whole bedroom and everything I could want.. but you know what I see? I see an empty, lonely, unwelcoming house with every little thing in that place taking priority over anything that could actually make me happy.. You could take every single one of those expensive items and give them to me and I bet I won't feel half as loved, then what I do when I'm with you with nothing.. it shouldn't matter what items we have, what should matter is that we have each other.. this whole amnesia situation has taught me that I don't need a lot to be happy and your proving that to me more. I didn't ask you for anything, because I don't need anything except for you.. didn't you notice a difference between the clothes in my old place to the clothes I have now.. I got just the essentials because that's all I need.. Besides, it's not a big deal that I make more money than you so stop letting it bother you.. I have money who cares.. This whole situation has been very humbling for me but I think this was exactly what I needed. So please don't be embarressed, because I'm not.. at all.. this is the only place I want to be." She declares with so much appreciation and care in her eyes letting me know she is not lying to me about how she feels.

I nod my head looking down as she picks up my chin, making sure I'm looking back at her before she retorts. "I don't need anything else, I mean it.. You understand me?"

I send her a small smile, then nodding. "I don't believe that nod at all, but I really am so happy here.. You don't know how excited I am that you want me to live with you.. I wanted to at least get a hotel around here to make sure I could still be by you, just so I wouldn't overwhelm you but.. you don't know how much it made my day that you invited me to move in with you. This is all I wanted and I don't think we need a lot of room because I like being around you.. and close to you." She states as her hand trails over my chest lightly.

"You swear?" I ask her just confirming she will be ok with this, until I can afford better. "Yes of course. You didn't have to help me by having me over or give me room at all and you did.. changing up your life for me.. how could I not be happy and greatful for you, plus everything you do." she states as if all this should just be obvious..

It's not obvious for me because I'm never in relationships but I have to say the appriciation she has for me makes me want to give her more of everything.. not just my place, but my mind, body and soul. I don't care how corny that may sound to some, because that's how I really feel. I love this feeling of being wanted by the woman I like, it's intoxicating to the point that I want to be around her all the time because I can't stand the idea of going back to a life without her in it.. This month had been one of the best I have ever had and we weren't even dating, just endlessly talking like we always seem to do when we are with each other.. There is some type of chemistry between us and it's absolutely electric. I have come to find out that the bachelor, single man's life is not for me just because of her.

I love the look she has in her eyes directed right at me, filling my heart with a warm comforting feeling and I think it could be love.. but who really knows. All I do know in this moment is that I need to feel those soft lips to mine. I inch in as she smirks at me then doing the same until we meet right in the middle. Her plump lips suckle on mine, tasting so sweet like candy and I just want to see if the rest of her tastes the same.

Her hands wrap around the back of my head and through my hair, pulling me in. I love this action, it just makes me crave for more, my wish is instantly granted because she pushes her tongue in between my lips. I can feel myself getting hard at that feeling, along with everything else about her.

I just wish I could take her right here right now, but I can't push her limits. That's not fair to her especially since she said I'm one of the only people she can't trust.. I can't break her trust. I only just got her to agree to stay with me so I will have plenty of time to try to get farther into our relationship it will just take time I assume and that's OK.

I break the kiss reluctantly as I whisper into her lips, "I better get dinner started before I take things too far in here.. that's the last thing I want is to pressure you into something.. so before I can't stop, I will stop."

I peck her lips and leaving her in my room to give myself a second to calm down. I have to readjust my boner in my pants, once more because I can't cook with a pitched tent, that is a recipe for disaster.

I look over and see all her bags we brought in so I walk to those first, taking most of them into my hands and bringing them to the bed to set them on. After quickly setting them down so I don't get distracted by her mesmerizing gaze, I grab the rest of her bags and quickly putting them on her bed and leaving without giving her a second. I'm not trying to be an asshole I'm trying to not take advantage of her. "Thanks Eli." She says sweetly from behind me as I turn around, but still walking backwards towards the kitchen.. So I smirk her way, then winking as I turn the corner. Then grabbing the instapot, plugging it in as I gather my ingredients. I throw everything together without a second thought, because I love this recipe, it's fast and I have made it a thousand times.

After everything is mixed together I tighten the top of the pot and setting the time. It beeps in understanding of how long this should take.. which isn't long, that's why I love this thing.. I work so much and don't have the money to eat out all the time, but everything good takes to long to cook.. That is until my sisters got me and instapot and airfryer. It changed my life because now I can eat what I want and it doesn't completely exhaust me or take forever.

I wander to the sink washing my hands, then drying them off as I hear. "So Eli, what do you think?"

I turn to the side locking my gaze on Avery who looks absolutely.. perfect. I swallow the lump in my throat, then letting out a deep nervous breathe, accompanied by my constant nodding. She stands in front of me practically naked, only wearing her bra and matching thong. This amazing sight stuns me in my place as I just stutter out mostly sounds over words.. sounding so articulate I'm sure.

"I liked it too, I think it fits just right.... so on that note, I was thinking since the cooker over there says we have 20 minutes.. that we could really put this to the test, showing me how good this looks.. on the floor." She flirts with me leaning against the door frame, looking sexier than ever. I won't resist that. So I nod as I quickly throw her over my shoulder causing her to giggle out, Because who am I to turn down a women who needs my help for research purposes of course.