Ch.12

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    Before Maddox leaves to go back to his place, he takes my phone out of the back pocket of my jeans and calls his phone so he'd have my number.

    After all the guys go back to the frat house, I walk to my room saving his number in my phone as well. It's 5:30 so I have to get moving. First stop shower. Making sure I shaved my legs really well and lathered myself in strawberry scented body wash I get out to look for a dress and strappy heels, as requested by my sexy date.

I heard my phone chirp the sound for a new text message. Looking, I see a text from Maddox. DO YOU HAVE A WHITE DRESS?

I reply: YES...Y?

WEAR IT TONIGHT PLEASE.

Okay, this boy is crazy but I pull out my white halter dress that's not too short and my white strappy heels and get dressed. Next, I put on a little make up, not too much just mascara to make my eyelashes even longer and some lip gloss. Making sure I didn't get my hair wet in the shower, I start to put it in a low pony tail then grabbed my phone texting Maddox. HAIR UP OR DOWN?

His reply was instantaneous. DOWN.

I smile and I decide to style it in large wave like curls, I look pretty I think. Not really in Maddox's league but not too bad. I hear the doorbell ring and grab my red clutch purse and head toward the front door. J.J. is standing there with a camera taking pictures while Maddox pushes him with one hand and holds flowers in the other.

Maddox notices me and stops pushing J.J. He stares longingly, looking me over from head to toe. When his eyes meet mine I feel like I'm on fire. He has on a perfectly tailored expensive dark blue suit with a white shirt. But that's not what makes me want to jump his bones. No, it's the thick, dark framed glasses he's wearing, like Clark Kent, aka Superman. Whom, I hate to admit, I have a serious crush on and have since forever. I remember on a dare one night with my best friend and gay neighbor Chris, I admitted I thought of Clark Kent the first time I touched myself. That ass still buys me anything Superman related that he sees just to humiliate me even further.

"You look beautiful." He says huskily.

"So do you." I say.

"Hey, what about me? Do I look beautiful?" J.J. says fluttering his eyelashes. Maddox hands him the flowers and tells him to put them in water. When J.J. turns to leave Maddox takes my hand and leads me to his car.

Maddox opens the car door this time to a classic black Porsche. Before I get in the car he leans in and brushes my lips with his. I look up and he's still very close one hand on my hip pulling me toward him the other tracing my jaw. Then he kisses me again this time crushing his lips to mine, firm and so hot. He licks my bottom lip and I part my lips, his tongue touches mine and I moan. This triggers something in him. He pulls me even closer. I can feel him hard against my stomach and I have to clench my legs together. What is he doing to me? We hear a car horn honk and I jump back breaking the kiss. Maddox is still holding me firmly, not at all affected by the car horn. I see Logan pulling into the drive way and get out of his car. Maddox shakes his head as I get in the car. "Give me a second. I'm going to talk to him. I'll be right back."

I can tell he is angry so I grab his hand. "Let's just go. Please?"

He hesitates but nods his head yes, he still turns to glare at Logan who is looking back at him, ready for a fight. I hold my breath as Maddox walks around the front of the car and gets in. I let out my breath loudly and he looks at me and smiles. "You thought I was going to go after him, huh?"

"Yeah I did." I reply laughing lightly.

"He's jealous. Can't really blame him for that." He shrugs, starting the car.

"He definitely doesn't like the thought of us together." I agree.

We pull out of the driveway and head to the restaurant. "Yeah, but he's being a dick about it. He's never like this."

"He thinks you're going to treat me like all the other girls you've been with."

"He said that?" He asks, upset.

"Yeah, last night on the drive home." I tell him, feeling like I shouldn't have said anything at all.

"He's. Fucking. Dead." Those three words said so simply, scare me. He was serious.

"Don't, he's just worried. You have to admit you don't have a stellar reputation with girls, even J.J. said that, but he said you were different with me and I trust him. Am I different than those other girls?" I question, forwardly.

I watch him take one of his hands from the steering wheel and he grabs my hand and kisses it. Then looking in my eyes says, "Yes."

I smile then changing the subject I ask, "So, you wear glasses?"

"Sometimes. I don't like to, but I kept my contacts in too long yesterday and today my eyes were bugging me." He looks at me, is he embarrassed?

"I love them." I state, blushing.

He laughs, "Sure you do. You're just too sweet to say I look dorky."

"Trust me, my best friend would tell you differently, if he were here." I comment looking at my lap.

"So what's the story? Why do you like glasses?" He asks.

I shrug. "No reason." I answer, turning seven shades of red.

"Oh no, you're telling me." He says, smiling.

"Never going to happen." I shake my head adamantly.

"You said 'he', who's your best friend?" He asks.

"His name is Chris. He's my neighbor from back in New York."

"Just a friend?"

"Yep. I have the wrong equipment for him....He's gay."

We pull into a parking lot and Maddox parks the car. Unbuckling my seat belt, I wait for Maddox to open my door because I know he wants me to. My hand in his, we make our way to the entrance of the restaurant.

The hostess stares at Maddox as he gives her his name. Finally, she looks down to find our reservation and leads us to our table. Maddox pulls my chair out and I sit, looking around at the restaurant decor. The restaurant is modern and looks expensive; I hope he's not taking me here to impress me. He doesn't need to spend this kind of money on me; I like him regardless.

After Maddox sits I smile at him. "Thank you for bringing me here but you didn't have to take me somewhere so expensive." I state, still looking at my surroundings. "I already like you so there's no need to impress me." I smile at him but he doesn't respond he just shakes his head.

"What can I get you to drink tonight?" The waiter asks looking at my chest. I look down at the menu to hide my embarrassment.

"Just a water please." I answer.

"Same." Maddox says burning holes into the man's head.

The waiter walks away to get our drinks. "Do you come here a lot?" I ask.

"No, I've only been here a couple of times." He replies.

The waiter comes back with our waters and takes our orders. I decide on a chicken dish and Maddox chooses steak.

"There is a poker game at the frat house tomorrow. All the guys play and bring their girlfriends, would you like to come? I promise to get out of playing as soon as I can."

"Sure, but you don't have to lose. I can wait until you're done."

"I won't want to play if you're there."

"Then why did you invite me?" I question, laughing.

He smiles. "Because I'd rather see you than play."

My phone rings so I take it out of my clutch and see it's my best friend Chris. "Do you mind if I say a quick hello to Chris, I haven't spoken to him since I left? I just want to let him know I'm okay."

"Not at all, take all the time you need."

"Hey love!" I answer.

"I can't believe you haven't called me yet!" He yells.

"I've been busy?"

"With what? It better be a guy or you're not forgiven, bitch."

"It is...I mean, that's why."

"Who?! You've only been there two days! If you're lying to get out of trouble, your punishment will be much worse!"

"We're at dinner right now, I swear." I whisper.

"Let me talk to him then." He orders still not fully believing me.

"If I let you talk to him you can't be mad at me. Promise?"

"Oh, girl, I promise. Put him on." He orders, starting to believe me.

"Umm...He wants to talk to you." I say, handing Maddox the phone.

"Hello." Maddox says into my pink phone. Maddox in pink...kinda hot.

Maddox starts laughing and says, "You don't have to worry about that, trust me. But there is something I would love for you to tell me. What's the story behind Hadley's love for glasses? Yeah, I do. As a matter of fact they are thick and dark. Yeah, I guess like Clark Kent's." He agrees, confused.

Maddox looks over to me and I jump up and lean across the table attempting to take my phone back. I can hear Chris laughing on the other end of the phone and Maddox leans back in his chair so I can't reach the phone. He's smiling and waiting for Chris to stop laughing.

"Give me the phone." I demand, completely embarrassed hoping to God Chris doesn't tell him.

"You have to tell me. I have to know why she blushes when I touch my glasses. It's driving me crazy." Maddox insists. "Fine. I'll give her back the phone. Nice talking to you, too." Handing the phone over to me I can feel my body start to relax again.

"Thank, God! You didn't tell him." I say, relieved looking away and cupping the phone.

"You so owe me!" He yells, laughing.

"I know. I know."

"I want to hear all about him. Call me tomorrow or I'll find a way to tell him your deepest, darkest secret." He threatens, laughing uncontrollably.

"All right, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Love ya, bitch."

"Love you too." I reply and hang up.

"You really don't want me to know about your glasses fetish do you?" He asks, teasing me.

"It's not a fetish." I say looking at my plate. Dinner is nice and any silence that there is, is not uncomfortable.

After Maddox pays for dinner we head out to his car and he helps me in. I want to ask him about his father but I don't really want to talk about my parents yet, so I decide to ask about his tattoos instead.

"Why do you have so many tattoos?" I ask.

Without looking my way he says, "My body is like a book, my tattoos are the places I've been, the things I've seen and the proof that I survived."

I can tell he doesn't want to share any of the stories yet. And I don't blame him; I don't want to share my scars yet. Especially, tonight.

"Why did you ask me to wear a white dress tonight?" I ask next.

"Why not?" He asks, smirking my way.

"Well, it is a little weird. You planned all but my underwear tonight. Dress, shoes and hair, it's not a normal guy thing." I tell him.

Maddox looks at me burning a hole in my dress. "What kind of underwear did you wear?"

Deciding to get him back for the restaurant stunt I say, "Well, you didn't tell me to wear any so I left them off." I turned to look out the window so he couldn't see my smile.

I hear him groan loudly and glance over at him, his knuckles are white as he grips the steering wheel and his jaw is tense. Is he mad? Thinking he's mad, I don't say anything until we get to Aunt Mary's.

Turning to apologize, I am taken off guard when he unbuckles my seat belt and pulls me over the middle console onto his lap. I'm straddling his lap and his hands are in my hair bringing my face to his. When our lips touch, I let out the breath I have been holding and kiss him back. I bring my hands up caressing his solid chest and bring them around his neck. His tongue is hot on mine and his lips soft but firm, dominating my mouth. I feel his need and control slipping as his hands leave my hair and with both hands cups my butt bringing me against him.

His moans causes my own and, if possible, his kiss becomes more urgent. I know I need to pull away but I can't. I've never done this before and it feels so good. Our breathing is quick and heavy, both of us are lost then I hear my phone ring. Breaking away from Maddox his eyes are full of lust but I am surprised at the need I see staring back at me. I look at him and I can't help myself, I crush my lips to his again and Maddox quickly kisses me back, resuming the pressure between my thighs.

The ache I feel quickly becomes more and I feel like I can't breathe. My moans are coming quickly and are swallowed by Maddox kisses. I feel myself grinding on Maddox and I move trying to get more feeling, hearing Maddox groan, "Oh fuck." My orgasm rips through me and I hear Maddox moan loudly and stop moving, I rest my head on his chest, our breathing still rapid.

"I feel like a fourteen year old." He states, making me laugh. "Are you okay?"

I smile. "Yeah, I'm good." I answer, my head still resting on his chest. He lifts my head with his hands and looks into my eyes.

"Are you sure?" He asks, looking worried.

"Yes, I'm sure. I just haven't done that with anyone before. It was a little overwhelming." I admit, smiling. My phone rings again. "I should get inside. It's probably J.J. saying he can see us making out."

Opening the door, Maddox helps me off his lap and out of the car before he gets out. Walking me to the door he says, "I had a really good time tonight."

I smile. "Yeah, I did too. Thank you for dinner."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven. Goodnight beautiful." He says, kissing me on the lips quickly. "Hurry up and go inside, or I'll be taking you back to my car." He warns.

I laugh, opening the door I walk inside and saying, "Goodnight, Clark Kent." And shut the door in his very confused face.

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