Vincent Territory

Chapter twenty four | Bright Ideas

Alexis P.O.V

You did nothing wrong.
Nothing at all.
He'll come.
He's not upset or anything he's just late.
He's always late.
And if he isn't late? He probably just got caught up in something important.
Two more days.
We go back to their home in three days.
I'm getting to go with them.
Damn.
Never thought I'd see the day.

Lying on my bed after showering and spending a little more time in the mirror to fix my hair and face to look as best as I could without make-up or anything, I was torn between thoughts about what it would be like to be taken back to their home. I'd be the first one other than them and their servants to enter their private home. I've made a whole lot of firsts for these two didn't I.

The thought that there was an even higher chance for Payne and I now struck me so deep and hard that I was panthing for breath and had to sit up before I suffocated while lying there.

Payne. Payne. Payne. Payn-

The door to the room opened slightly at first, then in one swift motion came open widely revealing a very handsome looking Payne.

Okay, so you inhale through your nose and exhale their as well. Don't exhale through your mouth or you'll blow your cover and look very stupid.

He was very handsome standing in the door jambs, his black hair wet and going a whole lot of everywhere on his head, that side wave going in all directions and even in his grim face.
His silver like stare was intense as it always was and the shadows behind them was unmistakable. His lips were swollen as if he'd bitten them and for the first time -ring the bloody bells- I actually thought about kissing him.

Now, at first that was a beautiful thought, his soft, pink, slightly plump lips on mine .... But then reality slapped in, that would never happen and if it did, I'd be doing a K.O. round again.

Shifting my eyes quickly and flinching slightly at the thought he cocked his head to the side slightly, then shook it and began speaking.

"I'm hungry and I told the uhm, maid to stop brining food up here for you so I know you are too, come down to the kitchen and you can fetch us both something to eat?"

Finding his gaze once more, I found myself scanning his face again. That's when I saw it.

"You pierced your lip? ... And your eyebrow too? Why?!" I didn't mean to sound accusing but it was strange that he'd go get some new piercings. Not that he didn't look even hotter with them in. Damn. This is not good thoughts for the moment.

He simply shrugged, "I felt like getting them." And with that his expression turned to a bored one, "Food? Kitchen? Do you remember what I just told you? Or were you too focussed on my mouth, or was it the piercings?" Well, that had me the color of a tomato, I got caught.

With my cheeks heating up I looked down to hide the blush and saw him shift awkwardly on his feet. Okay.

"The kitchen. Uhm. Okay, sure. Yeah." Too much words for a simple statement.

I beat him to the door and began making my way to the kitchen down the long, ugly colored and complicated shaped hallways.

"I hate this place." I muttered under my breath but you know, being a werewolf and stuff the guy behind me heard.

"You've mentioned it before."

Getting to the door, I left it open and entered the black and white room with the awesome view of outside. Like I said before, this was the best place in the entire prison.

Not even bothering to pay attention to where he sat or what he went to do, I made my way to the fridge and began skimming over the possibilities of breakfast.