“I know, I understand but I will miss you. When are you leaving?”
“Not for a while yet, I want to meet your family and I also want to get to know Emma. Alanna, when is graduation?” He asks politely. I smile at him and I move a little closer to him.
“Graduation is in May, why?” I ask him as I slide my hand along his broad chest. He smiles at my touch.
“I want you to spend two weeks with me in London over the summer.” I sit up at his words and I cannot contain the huge smile that has plastered my face.
“Really, I would love to.” I say in a loud and happy voice. Adrian lets out a husky laugh.
“I am glad that you like my idea,” he says very sarcastically.
“I absolutely adore London; I cannot wait to go back.”
“Alanna, I am honoured that you have agreed to this. However, I work a lot, I will not be around during the day, and that is the case most days. I feel that you should ask your friend Sophie to join you.” I consider his option and I wonder if Sophie would agree to this. She has never fully said that she would like to go to London. However, I know that she does crave a different setting and the chance to meet new guys. Two weeks in London would be just the right thing for us to rekindle our friendship.
“Yeah that is a good idea, I will ask her.”
The airplane comes into land and I brace myself. I clutch Adrian’s hand as the plane touches down and I let out a giggle when the aircraft finally comes to a stop. Adrian quickly ushers me from the seat and places his hand on my waist as we wait for Mandy to open the doors. She slowly lifts the door and the sun is blinding. I step out and the hot air hits me in the face. I smile and I walk swiftly down the steps. I wait for Adrian as I see that has not made his way down yet. I notice that he is having a rather lengthy conversation with Mandy - the airhostess. I glare up at them and I can tell that she is flirting with him. She gently touches his arm as she speaks and I can see that she is letting out soft giggles. Adrian catches me staring and I quickly turn the other way. I hold my hand over my eyes to shelter them from the sunlight. I focus and I see a white car heading towards me. I glance at the car and I see the driver get out.
“Hello miss, may I take your bags?” He asks. I hand over my bags and I feel a hand on my back. Adrian leans in and he kisses me softly on my cheek. I squint my eyes as I look at him and I notice that he is wearing a pair of aviator sunglasses. I sigh at the sight and I am annoyed that I forgot to bring mine. With one swift movement, my prayers are answered. Adrian opens the Louis Vuitton suitcase and he pulls out a long black Chanel sunglass box. He hands me the box and I open it instantly. I take out the large black sunglasses and I carefully put them on. My eyes rest immediately and I glare through the sunglasses at Adrian.
“I told you I have everything that you need.” He says smugly. Adrian walks me over to the car and I notice that the car is a Bentley. I shake my head at the luxury car but I soon remember that Adrian is a millionaire and I should not expect him to drive around in anything other than these over-the-top expensive cars. Adrian opens the door for me and I smile at how much of a gentleman he is. I slide into the front seat of car and Adrian quickly gets into the driver’s side. I smile at him and I realise that this is the first time that I will see him driving. He starts the engine and he instantly drops the hood. He pushes his sunglasses back onto to his face and he runs his fingers through his tousled hair as he checks himself in the mirror. I stare and I feel as if my eyes are going to fall from the socket at the sight of him. He places his hand coolly onto the steering wheel and his gold Rolex sparkles in the Miami sun. He looks at me and he has a devilish smirk on his face. He clicks the car into drive, he pushes his foot down on the accelerator, and I fall back into my seat as the car speeds off.
Nine
Adrian speeds around the city as we head for our hotel. I gaze at him and I wonder how it is that he knows his way around Miami?
“You seem to know your way around.” I ask as I maintain my grip on the armrest.
“You could say that, are you surprised?” He says smugly. I turn to face him as the car comes to a stop at the red light.
“I am a little; you are from London so you shouldn’t really know your way around Miami.” His grin melts me every time I witness it and now that I am seeing it in the sun I cannot explain it, but it is making him irresistible to me.
“I used to come here a lot and I remember my way around.” The red light turns to green and Adrian puts his foot to the floor. The car has overwhelming speed as he glides through the traffic. We stop suddenly at another red light and Adrian instantly turns to me.