Conquering Alexandria(2)

“Little girl, I said I will do it.” I was fucking ticked off because she had a boyfriend. I turned to call my guy to come and pick us up, and then I called for a tow. The whole time I was on the phone, I was thinking of ways for her to lose the boyfriend.

“Miss, the tow truck will be here shortly as well as someone to take us where we need to go.” She looked like I had lost my shit. When I gave people orders, I expected them to be followed. Normally they were followed, but this one obviously didn’t know who I was.

“Sir, I can’t go in a car with you. I don’t even know you. You could be a serial killer who fakes accidents to lure in their prey.” Damn, the girl watched too many of those crime shows. I chuckled. She was a smart cookie; she didn’t take in the wealth as meaning a good person.

“I am no serial killer. My name is Max McCain.” Nope, she seemed to have never heard of me. Good.

“Do you mind telling me your name, miss?” I wondered what the pretty girl’s name was. She was attractive from what I could tell even with my blurry vision.

“It’s Alex Davis.” She blushed like saying her name brought her discomfort. It was a cute name to match a cute girl.

“Is it Alexandra or Alexis?” I don’t know why I cared so much. I was sure I just wanted to hit it and leave. I didn’t usually give a shit what their names were.

“It’s actually Alexandria. My mother thought it was a very pretty name.” She blushed again, embarrassed by the revelation. Although I wasn’t really sure why. I liked it better than Alex.

“I think she had the right idea. It suits your beauty so well.”

I received another blush, and I was glad my vision wasn’t perfect or I would be embarrassing myself. With my poor vision, she was luminous. If my vision was corrected already, I didn’t know how I could stop from owning her body this instant.

“So what do you do, Alexandria?” What was wrong with me? What the fuck did I care what she did? Seriously, get it together, Max. This drought was getting to me.

“I just finished school and just got my first job, which starts tomorrow. But don’t worry, I have insurance on my car. Actually, it’s my boyfriend’s car, and he is going to be mad.” She looked nervous, and I guessed maybe he didn’t have much money either.

“Pretty girl, don’t worry. It was my fault, and I will take care of it. You don’t have to worry that he will be angry with you. I will deal with everything. Okay?” She actually seemed extra nervous. What the hell? What did that fuck do to her to make her afraid of him?

“He doesn’t hit you, does he?” I would bury him. I might be an asshole to the women I fuck, but I would never hit them.

“No, it’s just… he yells sometimes.” My pretty princess was afraid. “Ooh… I don’t know why I am telling you this.” Now I wanted to belt this fucker.

My normal driver approached. “Marcus, we will be taking Miss Davis wherever she would like to go.” He looked at me like he usually did when I got into a fender bender. I couldn’t see so well close up, and I got grief from everyone about it, even my driver. I was going Friday; maybe they would get off my back about it.

The tow truck pulled up, and my beauty’s eyes widened. It was obvious she knew the driver. He looked to be about my height, with brownish blonde hair, and built. I hoped to hell this wasn’t the boyfriend. I was trying to get to know pretty little Alexandria, and this fuck was going to get in the way.

“Alex, what happened?” He walked up to her and, in my opinion, all up in her personal space.

“I thought you were at a job interview today,” he continued, and I wondered if this was the boyfriend.

“Riley, I was on my way back from the interview, and traffic had been backed up when we ran into each other.” She looked over at me.

“Is this your boyfriend?” The tone in my voice was not a happy one, almost accusatory in tone.

“No, I’m not. My cousin Trevor is. Are you the jerk who ran into her?”

“There are plenty of tow truck companies in the area. If you have a problem with me, I will take my business elsewhere.” Tow boy here must have realized who I was, or the fact that it was a Mercedes that needed to be towed.

“No, sir. I’m just looking out for my cousin’s girl.” This Riley character sounded not happy to say she belonged to his cousin. I wondered if he had a thing for her or if he didn’t think the boyfriend was worthy of her. Good—divide and conquer.

“That is good of you. Well, take both cars, and I will give Miss Davis a ride to her destination.” I didn’t want to let her go yet, and I sure as hell didn’t want her to leave with him.