24 Your Attention

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It was all foreign and wild and so unlike her, but she was still going ahead with it. She knew her parents were stunned. She had never been one to do things the other way around. Never.

She mentally blamed it all on Adrian, but then she made her choice, not him. He made the offer and she ran to his waiting arms on her own.

They sped past palm trees and beautiful sites she couldn't help but smile at it all it was a surprise outing, and it felt good to be a few miles away from home and out with him, it felt sorting. Her quiet life was starting to get interesting. He held her hand in his and kissed it.

"Want to get a better view?" he asked. She nodded her head dutifully. She wasn't aware he'd been watching her at the time. She warmed at the idea that she'd come across his mind.

He pressed a finger on a car button, and the windows slid down smoothly. Beautiful fingers she thought then blushed to herself they always looked good, everything about him did, she thought.

She stared out through the window enjoying the feeling of the air on her face, her hair stubbornly scattered around her face over and over again but what time did she have to think about hair strands dancing all over her face when she had him in her thoughts and next to her?

She thought of her first kiss and she thought back to when she woke up in his bed
She thought of his attempts to rid her of any traces of weakness which she was failing at.
She thought of his pretty blue eyes, how he'd cared for her more than anybody had done before

She had a feeling this would happen. She was beginning to like him, wasn't she? Or did she feel it long before today?

All those late nights thinking of him, the smile whenever he came in sight, the warmth, belly butterflies, and crazy heartbeats then, there was that overwhelming feeling of being 'SAFE'.

She was beginning to think he was maybe growing fond of her in a way too.

She hoped to God, that everything they were doing wasn't for nothing, she hoped that it meant something to him, not for charity she prayed, but then he'd kissed her like he meant it, like he yearned for it and she'd felt the sincerity of that kiss in every way.

She just hoped it would last. She wanted it to. Still, deep in thought, she felt his touch, and she turned to see his hand squeezing hers.
"You are quiet, are you okay?"
She blushed. "Yeah"

"The view outside is so interesting huh?" She furrowed her brows and gave him a puzzled look. "I mean you paying so much attention and... Never mind" He cut, driving his hand back into his hair.
She spotted redding in his cheeks

What does that even mean? She thought. Did he prefer she focused her attention on him?
No that was a silly thing to think, she thought.

If only he knew what was going through her mind all this time he'd know her attention was all his, staring through the window and ogling outside was just a mask.

But why did he need her attention?

"I-i just didn't w-w-want to bother you" She struggled for words. "Bother me?" He asked frantically

"I mean you are driving" she added
An O formed in his mouth that never came out he slowed the car to a stop.

She just stared, what was he doing? They were barely ten minutes on the road they hadn't arrived at their destination yet.

He took off his seat belt and then reached for hers, the movement brought him a little closer than closer sending memories of their previous encounters flashing in her mind.

His cologne hit her more strongly this time and she bit her lips from sighing.

He seemed to catch the movement, he undid her seat belt and only moved closer.
He leaned in and whispered into her ears with clear words.

"I want your attention on me and if my driving will disrupt that, I'd happily give up the task." He brushed her hair behind and planted a kiss behind her ear.

Heat ran from her ear where he kissed, down to her stomach, and then a little lower. What was happening to her? She had better control than this.

A shiver ran through her feverishly "I-I" she stuttered as she tried to find the right words, but nothing came.

He ran a finger on her lower lip. It quivered, "Let's go to the back. Then you can focus on me more." The heat in her cheeks was intense she could feel it.

Was he saying what she thought he was saying or was she daydreaming again? "Besides, I'd like to talk about this outfit of yours." He wiggled his brows up and down.

She groaned she knew she should have changed to better clothes, but he wouldn't listen. Her cheeks grew hotter.

He let out a laugh and a barely audible "so darn cute" He opened the doors ready to switch positions to the back, the men in suits who seemed to be ignored all this while were now signaled to stop, and he signaled for a man to drive.

He got out, opened the car door for her and they moved to the back. The rest of the men in the second car continued following them closely behind.

At the back of the car, he teased her about her outfit until she felt embarrassed but she couldn't help poking him back, it seemed so natural.

She reminded him of the Ppboy(Pretty pimpled boy) incident and that's how she won the fight in one move. "You know that's not true, my face is flawless," he pointed out. "Well I don't think so, look" she pointed to a spot on his face

"That is not true" he shook his head. "You're just saying anything at this point." he chuckles. "So you wear shorts huh?" His eyes were fixed on the road.

"No, I don't" She tried to hide her exposed legs but he stopped her. He placed a hand and ran it over her thighs. An unfamiliar heat pooled into her stomach and her breathing was becoming ragged.

He was enjoying every bit of it. "They are soft how I never noticed them before is beyond me" He gave it a little squeeze.

"Maybe you didn't care" she swallowed. "Or maybe you hid them in baggy clothes all the time." This time she could deny it. She was trying to act normal, she couldn't let him know the effects he was having on her. " I guess so."

He pulled her closer and placed her head on his shoulder. She fell asleep in his arms, and she slept throughout the ride, and he watched over her every minute of the way.

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