Love Me Tender (W. Axl Rose) (Izzy Stradlin)

Chapter Forty-Nine

Izzy stood outside in the small balcony, shirtless and leaning over the railing having a cigarette. His hair was dripping wet after our shower, but brushed back and out of his face. I had to say, he looked pretty sexy from my view. From when I first met him to now, he had gained a little more weight, from my cooking and still held the slight muscle tone in his arms. I also noticed that his shoulders seemed to be getting broader. It was as if he was finally filling out his own body, and he was looking good.

"See anything you like?" I ask, walking up beside him and peering over the railing.

"Other than you?" He smiled before taking another drag of his cigarette.

"Oh Izzy, you flatter me." I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arm around his waist. "What are you thinking?" I ask, looking up at Izzy before gazing back out over the city. The ocean was visible from here, but it sure was at a fair distance from where we were.

"I was thinking about a Steve Miller Band song, Fly Like An Eagle. Than I started thinking about what it would be like to be an eagle, flying high up in the sky. Just seeing the city at a bird's eye view, it would be pretty fucking amazing." Izzy answers. I had to say, that wasn't quite the answer I was expecting either. Well if I had to be completely honest, I didn't know what to expect. I couldn't read minds, I had no idea of what Izzy may have been thinking.

"It would be pretty cool wouldn't it? But that's something we will never know. The only birds eye view you're gonna get from way up there is if you go sky diving or fly in a plane." I thought out loud, my eyes slowly trailing every block, building and street of the city.

"Yeah." Izzy hummed, breathing in his cigarette smoke again. He truly seemed in deep thought, and what thoughts he was thinking. "So have you thought much more about moving out of here and moving in with me?"

"I have, have you?" I return the question, looking up at Izzy. My face was almost expressionless, except for the tiniest smile I had for Izzy.

"Yeah, been thinking about it a lot. I was thinking, maybe we could have a look at listings some time. But it all depends on you." Izzy murmurs, taking his free hand from the railing and wrapping it over my shoulders.

"I haven't thought too much about when to get our own place, but I thought perhaps after all of the money you put on my rent, once it's due again, we get the hell out? Just an idea, probably a silly one too." I thought out loud, hoping Izzy didn't think my ideas were absolutely rubbish. I just thought why waste the money spent, especially since we would have to make sure everything was in good knick and hire a cleaner in order to get back the bond.

"That's a pretty good idea. Gives us enough time to have a look around at all of our options. Plus, gives us a chance to really settle with each other." Izzy looks towards me with a smile. "I like the idea."

"That's good then." I nodded, my grin widening. I noticed Izzy's eyes dart from my eyes and finally down my body. My bare body might I add, the only bits of clothing I had on was a lacy black bra and a pair of matching undies. I had to say, I was definitely pushing my confidence. Somehow finding enough courage to walk around the apartment in only a bra and undies in front of Izzy. That was a pretty good effort on my behalf. It took me a lot to walk around half naked or even reveal some kind of flesh in front of men. Even after I have showered with Izzy multiple times now. I was just incredibly self conscious of my body. With all of the stretch marks, the flabby belly and fat thighs. I was far from perfect when it came to my body.

As I noticed his eyes drop to my body, I felt my face grow bright red in embarrassment. I knew I should have put some clothes on.

"God." Izzy cocked an eyebrow, a devious smirk playing at his lips. "Don't you look-" Izzy paused. I wasn't sure whether he paused just to have me at the 'edge of my seat', or that he was actually thinking about what he was going to say. "Sexy." He licked his lips and looked up from my body, his eyes meeting mine. If it was possible, my face grew hotter and I was pretty sure would have been just as red as a tomato. In one movement, Izzy threw the remaining butt of his cigarette over the balcony and turned, resting his back against the railing. Both of his hands rested on my waist, drawing me against his body as he stared down at me.