Jake felt a bit guilty as the awkwardness become obvious. "Oh it's fine," he lied unconvincingly, sweeping a hand like it might push the whole thing away. His temples pulsed as he was acutely aware he was following her to the bedroom, to the bed. Her tempting stretch made him really wish that water would show up for his drying mouth.<br/><br/>Then she was talking about sharing the bed, or giving him run of the place. His head was swimming and her smoldering gaze made Jake feel like he was melting. All of him going soft and gooey except for the sudden hot, hard throb filling his jeans. His body seemed to register the position, her seated before him, his member throbbing in the trapped bulge of his jeans. Suddenly he couldn't remember why he had wanted to run away.<br/><br/>"I don't want to chase you out of your own place." Jake murmured his deep voice suddenly low. Sensing the invitation that Nessa seemed to be Jake took a step closer and reached out a bold hand. His fingertips gently brushing back some of her wavy black hair.<br/><br/>Whatever the gesture was about to become it ended at the appearance of the robo-maid. The newcomer to the room seemed to remind Jake he was getting fresh with the girl he only just meet. His hand shot back to his side and he pulled his eyes away as he stepped back. He gave a cough into his fist and forced a self-conscious smile toward Nessa.