The words "fuck you" form instantly on the tip of my tongue, but luckily his handsome as fuck face makes me bite them back.Knowing those two words could end whatever crazy chemistry we have before it starts.Instead, I express my anger with a "Humph," whip my hair, and head up the drive.
Unbelievable!TD's a manipulating prick!And Aurei feels sorry for him?He's concerned I hurt him?Concerned where he is because I left him behind?Unbelievable!I shake my head as I stomp away, swinging my hair wildly.
"Hey Wright, wait a minute."He calls after me.
Ignoring him, I keep going.
But when I hear the truck crank, my heart plummets to my feet, and my breath pauses in a panic in my throat.What if he drives away?I cut my eyes to the road.That same sick feeling of ultimate loneliness I felt in the elevator that first day threatens to consume me, and I pray Aurei doesn't leave me behind.
When he creeps into view, his arm is resting on the window.His face is wearing the look of a patient man—a man who does not intend to drive off but to hang around.
My heart and my breath return to normal, and I stop walking and face him.
When our eyes connect, he grins, knowing he has won, and I close my eyes, confirming it.
Sweet Zeus!My nipples are hard as fucking rocks right now, and it has nothing to do with the chill in the air.What this man does to me!
He stops when we are even and turns off the engine again.Before he can say anything, I ask as I shake my head."Why are men such shits?"
The truth of the statement hangs heavy between us.
He doesn't answer immediately, and I look up to the stars pondering the question.Then he says in a soft yet commanding voice."Siri, look at me."
My soul melts with the sensuous way my name sounds when he says it, and I can't stop myself.My eyes fall to meet his.The intensity of his concern evaporates all my anger instantly.
In that moment, I understand that is what is important.Not the who, nor the what, not even the why.What's important is that he felt genuine concern.That's what matters most.
Only good guys care.
"Not all men are shits.Some are assholes."He assures me earnestly.
I bust out laughing."Well, that's the truth!"
"Yes, it is."He chuckles.
"So, which are you?"I smile at him.
He smiles a sexy sideways grin, then boldly admits."I'm not a shit.I am an asshole."
"Thanks for the heads up.That's good to know.Glad we have that out in the open."
He smirks and shrugs.
I put my hands on my hips and ask, "So, Aurelius, when are you going to take me for a ride in your badass truck?"
"Right now!"He pats the seat."Come on!"
I walk around the front in the headlights, and out of habit, I swing my hair to shield my face.Rounding the side, I flip it back and see him leaning over with his hand on the door as it pops open for me.The interior lights bathe his sun-kissed halo and his golden hand.The Golden God watches me as I climb up.I wiggle more than necessary, getting comfortable.Unable to resist the opportunity to tease him.
"Where to?"
"Oh," I cut feisty eyes at him."I only want a ride to the front door."I close the door, then sit prim and proper, staring expectantly out the windshield.
He laughs out loud."Ooo.That's trickery."
I wiggle again, then pretend to smooth my skirt.
He starts to put the truck in drive but stops and looks at me.Only the dash lights illuminate us.I glance over and see the concern is back on his face.Studying me, he says."So?"
