“Get in the car” he says in a husky voice as he opens the door. I quickly turn away from him and climb in the car. I need to put some space between us. What the hell just happen? One minute I want to kill him and the next I am all weak in my knees staring at him like some kind of love sick puppy. I concentrate on my breathing I need to get back to normal where I can't stand Gabe. He gets in the car and I stare out the window to avoid looking at him. “There was no need for you to carry me I am not a little girl” I finally spoke.
“You could of fooled me by the way you was acting and why would you even walk alone at this time?” he says. “Well I don't have a car so I have to take the bus” I say in a matter of fact voice. He taps his finger on top of the steering wheel trying to keep his calm “You should be more careful especially after what happen today by the way have you ever seen that guy before?”. All I want to do is forget what happen today but I guess that's not going to happen. “No I have no idea who he was” he stares at me “Are you sure?”.
“Positive” I start to play with my chain. “You know if you are in some kind of trouble you can tell me” he says. “I'm fine” I answer. What makes him think I will trust him I barley like him as it is. I see him staring at me from the corner of my eyes. The truth is that no one can help me and I know that.
“I'm surprise your boyfriend didn't come to your rescue” he calmly says. “You know damn well he isn't my boyfriend” I roll my eyes at him. “That's right he is your booty call” he corrects himself. Here we go with this bull shit again. “Yeah a great booty call actually” I cross my arms around my chest and stare at him. Is that what he wanted to hear? That's the kind of girl he thinks I am. “Really?” he arch his eyebrow.
“Yes really” I nod my head. “Well you must be some kind of sex goddess or something” he chuckles. I don't understand his comment. “Why?” I drop my arms. “To get a I quote 'over the scale gay guy' unquote to have sex with you then you must be pret y amazing” he laughs. My cheeks start to burn I look down to my hands. I totally forgot that Sophia told him the truth about Liam. “I got to say you had me going there” he confess. “Well that's what you get for always jumping to conclusions when it comes down to me” I arch my eyebrow at him. “You're right I am sorry” he admits. I look at him in shock did he just admit to something and then apologize to me? “I have to admit,” he continues “Liam has good taste in man”. There goes the Gabriel I know. I can't believe Sophia even told him that part. “That is still up for questioning” I say and I hear him chuckle. He parks the car in front of my building. “Thank you for giving me a ride even if I didn't want one” I hop out the car. I need distant from him and I need it now. I hear his door close and I turn “I think I can manage walking to the door with out getting harass”. This is getting ridiculous. “You never know,” he smirks “Do you mind if I wait for Sophia inside?” he puts his hands inside his pocket. I should be nice to him he did save me today from that man. I bite the inside of my mouth as he just wait for my answer. “Sure” I turn around and walk towards the door. I feel a little embarrass climbing up the stairs knowing he is behind me. I should of let him go first. I peak from the corner of my eye and I see him staring at my ass. Pervert! My hands are shaking as I reach for the keys. I try opening the door but the keys fall to the ground. Get a hold of your self Jane. I hear Gabriel laugh behind me. I bend down and quickly pick up the keys. “Are you alright? You seem kind of shaky” Gabriel tease. Why am I so nervous? As soon as I walk inside the house I untie my hair. I hate having my hair tied up it always gives me headaches. I rub my scalp and my curls go everywhere. It feels so good that I have to fight back the moan that wants to escape me. I look over to Gabriel and find his green eyes staring at me. “What?” I snap out of habit.
He always has something smart to say. “Nothing you have nice hair” he shrugs as he shoves his hand into his front pocket. Is that a compliment? “Thanks” I smile. He walks towards the living room and I go into the kitchen. “Do you want anything to drink?” I might as well be friendly. “Yes please a soda would be fine thank you”. Well what do you know the ape has manners. I'm starting to discover a new side to him and to be honest it's scaring me. I can resist him when he is being an asshole but I can't resist him when he is being nice. I bring him his soda and take a seat on the sofa.
“So Jane” he says. I take a sip of my water and look over to him “So Gabriel”. I know he has something up his sleeves. “I think we should start all over again. You know from a clean slight” he rubs his hands on his jeans. If I didn't know better I would think he is nervous. Maybe I'm not the only one who feels something. “Why do you want to start all over again?” I ask. I'm going to enjoy every minute of him being nervous.
He is always so sure of himself that I'm not use to seeing him like this. “Well you'll be living here for a while so I think it would be a good idea for us to get along and not hate each other you know for Sophia sake” he has a point. It must be hard for Sophia to have us fighting all the time. “Okay let's see how things works out” I say. I'm willing to give this a try let see how long it last. He held out his hands “Hi my name is Gabriel”. I let out a laugh “Hi I'm Jane and I don't do drugs or one night stands”. I had to give him the last blow. My hand fits perfectly inside his. He laughs “I'm sorry about the whole drug thing”. Well what do you know for the second time today he apologizes and I believe he is being sincere. “It's fine but for the record I hate anything that has to do with drugs”
I say. He has no idea how much. “I understand I feel the same way” he agrees. I look down to my hand which is still insides his and he lets go when he notice. I wonder what kind of experience he has had with drugs but I don't ask because I don't want him to ask about mines. “But anyways I am really sorry and I hope that we can move pass this” he smiles and my heart skips a beat. What was that about? I smile back “Already have”. He wiggles his eyebrows and I know the shoe is about to drop “So how about we play 21 questions?”. What is it with him and questions?. I really don't want to answer any questions about me but I do want to know about him. “Fine but with one condition,” I say. He nods his head for me to go on “We can skip any questions we don't want to answer”. I'm not about to jump into this game with out put ing down some rules first. He rubs his chin and I can see that he is debating his decision. I would be happy with either decision really. “Deal” he finally says. Deep down I know this is a bad idea but I can't help but to fall into his trap. I want to know everything about him. “Okay so lets start slow and steady” he gives me an evil grin. I feel myself getting nervous so I start playing with my chain. “What's your full name?” he shift his body so he can see my face.
“Jane Carter” I feel bad for lying already. I grab a pillow and lay it on my lap “How old are you?” I ask.
“I'm 24” he is younger than what I thought. He looks more mature. “And you?”
“I'm 20” I answer. He probably going to think I'm to young.
“Where do you work?” I quickly ask.
“Pass” he runs his hand threw his hair. Why did he just pass a simple question like that? “Where did you lived?”
“Pass” I refuse to answer just like he did. “Do you have a girlfriend?” Where did that come from? Why do I even care?
“No,” I try hiding a smile “I don't have time for one”. Why does it bother me so much that he doesn't want a girlfriend?
“Do you have any siblings?” he leans in to his hand. He has a perfect face maybe he is a model and is embarrass to admit it. “No just me. When is your birthday?” I ask.
“January 5th” so he just turn 24 this year. “How about yours?”.
“July 27” I hug the pillow remembering that day. That was a crazy day.
“That was recently did you have a party?” he ask.
“Should I count that as a question?” I say trying to avoid talking about that night.
“I don't know should I?” he mocks.
“You can't answer a question with an question” I laugh.
“Fine it's a question” he laughs and it's like music to my ears.
I really have never herd him laugh before and that's a shame because he really has a sexy laugh.
“My dad threw a little get together at the house” I give him little details.
“How about your mom?” he ask. “Hey it's my turn” I pout. I don't know if I want to share anything about my mom that is just to personal for me. He smiles “Sorry go ahead”.
“Do you have any kids?” I say without even thinking about it.
“Yeah I have one” he answer. Of course he would have a kid he is drop dead gorgeous any one in their right mind would want to have his baby. Who wouldn't want little babies with his green eyes even I want one. What? No not me! He starts to laugh hysterically “I'm lying I have no kids”. I don't know why but I feel relief and a tad annoyed that he lied to me. I get up and start beating him up with the pillow. “Not fair you can't lie”. Look who is talking about lying. He grabs my hands and pins me to the sofa while we both laugh. For the second time today our bodies are pin together. We both stop laughing and are now staring at each other. My body is so aware of his that it's starting to burn. “You got nice amber eyes” I feel his breath on my lips. My chest starts to raise and fall faster than before. “You have amazing green eyes” I say in between breaths. “I believe it's my turn,” he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and I'm so tempted to lean in to his touch “What or whom are you running from?”. I stare into his eyes and for a split second I feel like I can trust him.
What is it with Sophia and him that I automatically want to trust them? Just when I start to let my guard down I fall back to reality. “Why do you think I'm running?” I ask. He shakes his head “You can't answer a question with a question remember?”. I let out a small puff “I'm not running”. Another lie. “You're lying right now” he lets go of my hands. I miss his touch instantly this can't be good. Before I can even sit up I feel his hands on my side and he starts to tickle me. “No!
Stop!” I wiggle around trying to catch my breath. Every time I move around I can feel him on top of me. I'm laugh so much that I am running out of breath. He stops and helps me sit up “Are you okay?” he ask as he strokes my hair. “Jerk” I finally say when I catch my breath. “So who's turn is it?” I ask after my breathing goes back to normal. “I believe it's yours” he sits back. “What are your favorite kind of movies?”
I lay back next to him our shoulders touching each other.
“That's easy horror movies” he smiles. “Mines too” I say a little to excited. “What about your mom?” he ask turning his face to me. I don't know what posses me to tell him the truth but I do. “She died when I was a toddler” I played with my chain avoiding his stare. He puts his hand over mines and I feel all warm inside “I'm sorry about your mom”. I look over to him and see sadness in his eyes “Thanks it's okay. How about your mom?”. His face lights up as soon as I ask the question. “My mother is the best mother in the world” I feel jealous but the good kind that he had the opportunity to get to know his mom. “She lives upstate,” he smiles “how about your dad?”. Bingo the one million dollar question. “What about him?” I drag my hand away from his. “What is he like?” he shift his body to face me. “My dad,” I look down to my hands while I play with them “he is caring, loving, kind, overprotected, strict, and he loves spoiling me”. I can also add a drug dealer, kidnapper, murder, and a monster but that's not my father that's El Rey. He leans in and wipes the tear that I didn't even know was falling “That's why you left?” he ask. I don't want him to know that I ran away from my house. “How about your father?” I change the subject. His face drops and he runs a hand through his hair. His face tighten up and his mouth draws together “I should go and make sure Sophia get's home safe”. He gets up so fast that I swear I saw dust coming out of him. “It was nice meeting you Jane see you later” he smiles and walks out the door.
What was that about? That was weird I asked him about his father and he completely went cold on me but who am I to question his father's issues? When I have my owns. I walk to the door and lock it.