COMING HOME

Chapter Seven

Lexie

Oh my god! What is he doing? I am cornered and he is way too close, but my traitorous body wants him closer. When he calls me baby my knees almost give out on me. Like an i***t I follow his command and I look up at his beautiful green eyes. A small smile forms on his lips, the bastard knows what he is doing. I am so screwed!

"Elijah wha.." I can’t finish my sentence, because before I can his lips touch mine. Oh god I am weak, so weak. It's a soft kiss at first but enough to have me melting into him. He gets even closer and growls at me until I open my mouth for him, and he invades it with his tongue. f**k this, I cave. Having him this close to me feels so good and without realizing it, I stand on the tips of my toes and wrap my arms around his neck. It feels right, but I know it's so wrong. While his hands make their way to my hips he pulls me closer still. I can feel every muscle on his body, and he feels wonderful. I can’t miss the bulge in his sweats either, especially when he pulls my hips even closer to him, as if that was even possible. When he moans in my mouth I know I'm done for. He has me at his mercy and I am loving it way too much to make him stop. Leaving my lips, he starts kissing my jaw, down my neck, and I let my head fall back against the car to give him more access. It feels so good, my whole body tingling, and I’m about to beg him not to stop when someone clears their throat and yells.

"Get it bro!" That completely ruins the mood, snaps me out of my trance and I remember that this is not okay. Elijah opens his eyes and they are dark with lust, he pulls back looking as flustered as I feel. He groans and backs up some more, fixing himself in the process. He opens my door and lets me in, before closing it and walking over to the passenger side. I lock my doors before he gets a chance to get in and try to catch my breath.

I'm not going to leave him outside, at least I don't think I am. I just need to catch my breath and get my head right before I do something I'll regret, like take him home. When he knocks on my window for the fourth time I finally let him in, and drive out of the parking lot.

On the drive back to his car neither one of us says anything. I don't know what to say and I don’t think he does either. I'm supposed to be mad at him! Not let him almost have his way with me in public. I'm speeding and I know it’s because I want to get this awkward moment over with. As soon as I pull up next to his car I park and unlock my doors so that he can get out.

"Thank you for breakfast." Is all I can manage.

"You're welcome, I had fun." He's opening his door when he suddenly turns and kisses me again. It doesn’t last long though, just as quickly he pulls away and gets out of the car.

"Bye Babe." Is all hear before he closes the door behind him.

Three days later

It's Thursday which means girls night out. Bri, Dannie, the bartender from Toxic, and I are going bar hopping. I told Bri about what happened on Monday with Elijah and I. She wasn’t surprised, my own best friend knew I would fall back into his arms. She said and I quote:

"You might just need to f**k him to get him out of your system." I had to laughed at that one. She obviously doesn’t read enough books. That always backfires and ends up with people catching more feelings than intended. I choose not to take her advice, instead I ignored her, and begun getting dressed.

Dannie and Bri end up in dresses too short to bend over in. I decide to go with black and white tribal tights, a black see-through crop top, and black heels. I add a few bracelets, to go with my belly ring, and necklace. My hair is down in soft waves and since I'm not at work, I can rock my batman gauges, instead of my solid black ones. We decide to take Dannie's car because I want to get 'shwasted' and won't be able to drive myself home. After the week I’ve had, I deserve it.

Two hours and four bars later I'm feeling good. My buzz is going strong; I'm not drunk but I'm getting close. We danced, drank, and then danced some more. I got a couple numbers that won’t be getting used and more ass grabs then I need for a night.

We decide it’s time to head to Toxic, the line is still long even though it's almost one in the morning. Luckily for us we don’t have to wait in line because Bri knows the bouncer. As soon as we walk in, I head straight to the bar, take a shot, and then head to the dance floor.

"You haven't had this much to drink in a while, slow down or you're gonna regret it in the morning." I hear Bri over the music, but I just ignore her and instead I start dancing on her. She doesn’t put up much of a fight and starts dancing with me. Tonight, I will dance until my feet fall off, and drink until I black out. When the song ends Dannie comes over to us with drinks for each of us. I take my usual pineapple vodka and keep dancing.

When I feel strong hands grab my waist I turn to see who it is, and the guy looking down at me is sexy! I check him out starting from his face and make my way down. He has short hair cut in a fade, his skin tone is darker than mine, I'm more caramel colored while he has chocolate colored skin. His face should be in magazines describing the sexy bad boy every girl wants to fight over. His body is nicely built, or that’s how it seems from the way his button down hugs his arms. He has more of a basketball player body, tall and lean with enough muscle to have girls drooling. I smile up at him and keep dancing. Why not right? We dance to two songs and when a slow song comes on, I try to walk off, but he stops me and whispers in my ear.

"One more?" Damn. Even his voice is sexy, low and sensual. Oh what the hell, instead of leaving I start grinding on him. We're halfway through the song when the hottie behind me suddenly backs up. I turn around to see what's going on and find Elijah is holding onto the guy’s arm, but staring dagger at me. Elijah says something to the guy and that makes hottie turn to look at me also. Looking at them both, I can’t help but stare. They are very nice to look at, but are completely different. Only similarity is probably their height. Elijah is built more like a football player, green eyes and has light brown hair that isn't too short. Hottie is leaner than Elijah, with dark hair cut close to his scalp and dark skin. I smile at them and wink, while very dirty thoughts play in my head.