Black Rose

7.

Majesty A. Collins

A sound of wet tires coming to a quick stopped echoed throughout the countryside of New York. My head popped up, and in front of me was the black Lamborghini I've been looking for.

The passenger window slowly went down, revealing his beautiful face and blonde hair. Instead of smiling, he squinted at me with his mouth slightly agape. He nodded his head, motioning for me to get in. I hurried up and sat on the warm leather seats. As soon as I got my door closed Alexander took off into the darkness.

Before I could open my mouth to ask where we were going, he opened his.

"What are you doing all the way out here?" He glanced over at me for a quick second with a weird look on his face.

"What are you doing all the way out here?" I inquired.

"I asked you first."

"I asked you second."

"Tell me first then I'll tell you." He challenged.

Sighing, I leaned back in the seat. He continued to drive in silence as I thought about what I would say. Do I just come out and say I found the note in his jacket? Or do I say I know his 'secret' even though I don't? I have to play this wisely.

"I fell asleep on the bus and ended up getting off at the wrong stop."

"Oh." He nodded and drove with one hand as he lit a blunt with the other one. I watched intently as he placed it between his lips and blew out smoke. "I was just driving past."

I cocked an eyebrow and stared at his side profile. "And you expect me to believe that?"

He chuckled lowly and kept his eyes on the road. "And you expect me to believe what you said?"

"It was pretty believable to me."

The rest of the hour and a half ride went by fairly quickly because I had Alexander to talk to. Instead of taking me to my apartment, we went to his.

I sat on the counter of the bathroom with Alexander between my legs. After dabbing the cuts on my hand with peroxide he placed a bandaid over it.

"Batman?" I chuckled, examining the bandaid on my hand.

"You got a problem with batman?" He cocked an eyebrow with a playful smirk on his face. Biting my lip, I shook my head no. "Good." He mumbled before placing his lips on mine.

"Why're you always kissing me?" I asked out of curiosity. "I mean I don't mind but-"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "I like your lips." He kissed me once again. "And your other lips."

I felt my cheeks heat up as he picked me up from the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist so I wouldn't fall.

His lips stayed on my neck as he tripped over to the bed. My body bounced on the bed as he dropped me. He threw his shirt off and crawled between my legs. I laid my back on the bed and pulled Alexander down to me. He hovered over me with his lips slightly parted.

"Tell me what you want babygirl." He breathed.

"You."