“Did I do something wrong?” He asks and I feel guilty for my actions. Perhaps I was a little hasty in pushing him so hard.
“No it is me, I am stupid. I ruined a perfect night and I am sorry.” I say weakly. Adrian brushes against me and he gently cups my face. He looks down at me and I feel like an utter idiot for the way that I acted. I wish that I could take back my actions as I wish that he were kissing me right now. The look in his eyes is startling and I cannot stop staring at him.
“Baby, I am sorry that I was rough with you. However, you have to understand that you are irresistible to me. When I was holding you tightly and dancing with you to that music I melted. I wanted nothing more than to get out of there so that I could kiss you.” He says in a smooth slow voice. I lightly smile at him and I look down to the ground. He quickly lifts my head up so that I am staring at him.
“Adrian, I want to hear you say that you love me.” I whisper. My words are shallow but I crave him and I want to know how he feels about me. He slowly strokes my hair with his long thin fingers and my heart races as I hear his cool British accent.
“Alanna Hart, I love you.” He slowly and gently leans in and kisses me.
Eleven
I sit in Adrian’s white, convertible Bentley and I feel as if I could explode from happiness. I look out onto South Beach and the view is spectacular. The warm air is rushing through my hair and Adrian’s hand is intertwined in mine. I love this night and I love this time with Adrian, I almost never want it to end.
Adrian loosens his grip on my hand and with one swift movement and he pushes on the radio. I welcome the music that is playing with a smile but Adrian obviously does not care for it as he quickly changes the station. He flicks through several others until he settles on one. I turn to him and I say.
“Adrian I love this song.” I smile at him and I begin to sing along.
“I can’t keep up with your turning tables under your thumb I can’t breathe. I won’t let you close enough to hurt me. No, I won’t ask you, you to just desert me. I can’t give you what you think you gave me, it’s time to say goodbye to turning tables.”
I glare at Adrian as the music fills the car. We stop at a red light and I lean and kiss him. He speeds off and I turn the up volume. He smiles heavily at me and I bask in this moment.
We arrive back at the hotel and Adrian walks me into my room. He gently kisses me on the forehead and he instructs me to go to sleep. I try to protest but Adrian insists. I finally give in and I watch as he leaves my room. I quickly brush my teeth and get ready for bed all the while I am thinking of Adrian. I vividly remember his green eyes as we danced. I close my eyes and I remember the scent of his cologne as he rested his head onto my shoulder. I take a deep breath and I am back in the room. He griped me tightly and I loved every touch, his eyes were glowing and his smile was enchanting. He is my prince charming, I admit he is a little rough around the edges and he does have some family issues. However, I would not change him for anything. I love who he is and I adore what he is. He came from a broken home and he had nothing, now he has everything. His whole world has changed but he remains humble. Adrian is a self-made millionaire that went through hell to get where he is and I will always respect him for that.
I make my way over to the luscious bed and I climb under the soft covers. I switch off the light and try to go to sleep.
“Damn it,” I say aloud as I throw the covers onto the floor. I quickly sit up straight in the bed and I switch on the light. I adjust my eyes as light turns on and I begin to fan my face with the lace fan that sits on the bedside table. I sigh as the cool air, brushes against my face and I am relieved to feel it. The heat in this room is toxic and I cannot breathe. I wipe away beads of sweat from my face as I gaze at the alarm clock, by the bed. 3:30, it reads and I wonder if Adrian is asleep? I quickly get out of the bed and I walk quietly out the room. I look around and everything is dark. I switch on the hallway light and I make my over to Adrian’s room. I notice that the door is not fully closed so I push it open and I walk in. I adjust my eyes in the soft glowing light and I see Adrian lying on the bed. He is shirtless but I notice that he has on pyjama bottoms. I cannot contain my smile as I gaze at him. I step further into the room and I fight every bone in my body, not climb onto the bed next to him. I smile at him again and I begin to walk out of the room.
“Alanna,” he says in a husky voice. I immediately turn towards him as he pushes his hair back.
“What are you doing, Alanna.” He asks gently. I walk over to him and I am a little embarrassed that he caught me.