Chapter 3-Escorted

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We walked to his car.Suddenly I felt this silence between us, suffocating.The parking lot was a few meters ahead. He finally decided to break the silence and mournful atmosphere that settled down between us.He digged his hands in his pockets and took out his keys.

"So,what are your plans now after graduation? "

" Uhmm...I don't know.I don't have anything in mind yet.Maybe I'll grab a job in the neighborhood. " I sounded almost like an idiot.

"Well,My company offers excellent internship program if ever you wanna..." He offered with pure courtesy.

"I'll think about that.Thanks for offer. "

" You're mostly welcome, Miss Walton." A smirky smile escaped his luscious lips.

"Just Amara... " I corrected.

He didn't reply as his eyes were looking for something.

We finally reached the parking lot where all the other cars including his were parked.I followed him as I couldn't figure out anything in this foggy and dark atmosphere.He walked his car and pressed something on his remote car keys. The front door opened automatically as they slided upwards as if the car was deploying its mechanical wings.His car was probably one of the latest fashion.His car was hexagonal in shape and it was coated with black paint and a high gloss finish that added a mighty fine touch to the car.It resembled one of those sports cars.He definitely had to be a billionaire to afford this fireball.He must have had spent a hefty sum of money for this gorgeous piece.

He voluntarily opened the passenger's door for me just like a gentleman.I must say he knew how to charm the girls around him.He knew exactly what pleases a woman.Maybe that was one of his tricks to get whatever he wanted from women.I couldn't deny such a noble act coming from him so I smiled back.After that, he quickened his pace to occupy the driver's seat.I fastened the seat belt while he made himself comfortable with the steering wheel and other car controls.He was just like a racer waiting for the green signal to evaporate into thin air.

"You ready? " he asked.He smiled wickedly as if there was some kind of game playing in that beautiful head of his.

" Yeah."

The engine was roaring thunderingly putting the whole car into vibration mode.It was boisterous.He had a very exquisite taste of cars.The car seat was surprisingly comfortable. It was made of leather.He was driving the car as if our lives were at stake.His car was as fast as lightning.

I looked at him confusingly.He just let out another wicked smile.I couldn't figure out what was more intriguing, his smirk or his driving.

He was a speed freak. No wonder he chose such a car suiting his impulsive driving.I grabbed the bottom of the car seat out of fear.Was he doing that intentionally?Was he showing off his power or driving skills to me?Or was he trying to kill us both? If not death by a car accident, he would have definitely succeeded in giving me a heart attack.He never ceased to surprise me.His driving was fast and thrilling but not reckless.Goosebumps formed on the surface of my skin.His driving was really tentalising.Nevertheless,he had complete control.My hormones were thrilled as I felt the cool air washing away my skin, spreading and mixing my mild vanilla perfume with his minty fresh scent.

"Right over there. " I pointed out my house through the tinted window.

I was happy that it had finally ended.Miraculously,I was still in one piece after this whole traumatizing experience.I sighed as he halted.I released myself from the suffocating seat belt.His long fingers were laid on the steering wheel.I felt his gaze on me as I alighted from the car.Finally, I was out.I inhaled the fresh air surrounding me.

He was still looking at me intently.I turned and bent myself to thank him.He was expressionless just as a stone...or should I say just as his surname.I couldn't deny the fact that his crazy driving left me dumbfounded but I still needed to thank him for his politeness to drop me home safely.

"Thanks for the lift."

I took him a second before he replied.

"Let's put aside the formalities because I don't think this is going to be the last time I will be dropping you."

" I don't think you'll ever get the opportunity to escort me again,specially not after the breathtaking experience that I had with you.I will certainly not put my life at stake again voluntarily." I giggled.

He smiled charmingly at my remark.His expressionless face turned into something more warm and friendly.He looked really handsome like that.His eyes beamed of different shades of green.

"Well, I happen to be really persuasive and unexpected sometimes."

"So you are," I confirmed his statement and giggled,"Ok.So,Goodnight then."

"Goodnight."

This the last word I heard from him that night.Dad was already home from clinic and he was comfortably seated in front of the tv watching the live football match.

"Hey honey... You're back.I left you some grilled chicken in the kitchen if ever you are hungry." He had a quick look at me before resuming his match.

"Yup thanks dad." I replied, popping the 'p'.

Sincerely, I wasn't hungry at all.It seemed like my appetite had disappeared along with this, Mr.Stone.So,I refreshed myself and slid into my nightwear.I was exhausted.I nestled in my bed and wrapped the quilt around myself.I hugged the surplus pillow so I was provided with sufficient warmth.

All I wanted was one night of good sleep that would make me forget every single event and him.I didn't take me too long to fall into a prolonged sleep.

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