Valente

The Night

It was 7:50. I felt ridiculous. Why did I even get dressed up? I shouldn't be going. What if he doesn't show and was just messing with me? I mean a guy like that; he could probably have super models worshiping the ground he walks on. I think Katrina is more excited than I am. She's trying to fix my hair that I had curled but apparently was not "Adrian worthy" as she put it.

"I don't think you understand Gia. I have never heard of Adrian Valente being with a girl. Of course, you know, I've heard girls at school claiming that they had sex with him but who knows if they were lying. I did hear once though, this girl said that she met him at that club we went to, and they had hooked up but then he gave her a fake number and she couldn't get in touch with him." Was this supposed to make me less nervous?

"I have his number" I mumbled, and she stopped fidgeting with my hair. "Wait he texted you?" she looked stunned and I giggled a little. "Yes, I don't even know how he got my number though" "He's a Valente, they get what they want" she said and stopped playing with my hair. "Listen, you need to be safe. This guy, he's bad news. Yes, he is very, very, jaw droppingly sexy bad news but still bad. If the rumours are true... Gia I'd be afraid of him" she said and sat down on our couch. "Why did you say yes?" she asked with a worried look in her eyes. "I didn't, he walked away before I could turn him down" I laughed and then the doorbell rang. I felt my heart skip a beat. I opened the door expecting to see Adrian on the other side but instead there stood the man in the suit from the other night. Now that I think about it, I never even gave Adrian my address but somehow, I just knew he had already known. Somehow, I knew we could thank him for us getting home safe last night.

"um, hi?" the man in the suit was very tall and buff. Scary looking with a earpiece that made him almost look like he was straight out of the Men in Black movie. "Miss Gravino I am here to bring you to Mr Valente." I let out a laugh, "he couldn't come get me himself?" I asked, astonished that this man would send someone else to pick me up for a date. "Mr Valente is very busy and asked that I retrieve you and bring you to-" well you can tell Mr Valente that I am not a package to be picked up and shipped off to him. And you can also tell him that I am no longer interested in our little date and that I think he's a real pig" and I slammed the door.

I did kind of feel bad, it's not this guy's fault he's probably just doing his job. I opened the door a crack to see the man in the suit looking stunned, "but you have a great night okay?" and I closed the door again. Asshole. He sends someone else. What kind of date is that? I looked across the room at Katrina who looked like she had just seen a ghost. "well, now we have to move. Go pack your things. The mob will surely be coming to kill us now" I laughed at her. "He's not part of the mob Trina. You're being ridiculous. That's a stupid rumour because he looks the way he does" and I shook my head. Time to change out of these clothes seeing as I will not be going on a date with a jackass.

...

Katrina and I sat on the couch watching a scary movie. The time read, 11:30 and we were both dressed in short shorts and sports bra's. I mean, its summertime here and considering we are both struggling law students, neither of us could afford A/C. I heard my phone buzz on the table and I picked it up, the text read "I am not happy. Come down now." It was from Adrian. I could not care less. I looked over at Trina to see she was already asleep. My phone buzzed again, "You have five minutes" oh whatever.

The movie ended and I turned off the TV just as there was banging on the door. I walked over, knowing damn well it was most likely Adrian, or maybe the man in the suit again coming to do his bidding for him. I swung open the door to be met with a very angry looking Adrian. "oh hello" I said. His eyebrows were furrowed together, and he was staring at me with his blue eyes that held so much rage. "You refused to come?" he spat each word out seemingly getting angrier by the minute. He crossed his arms and leaned back on his heels looking me up and down. Only then did I remember I was half naked in my pajamas. I crossed my arms across my body to try to save myself some dignity, but this just made him smirk.

"no point in hiding it, love. I'll be seeing it eventually" "that's a little presumptuous considering you came here to yell at me about turning down your date. By the way, your little bodyguard there is not who should be picking up your dates, just for future reference" and I smirked. He did not. "He's not my bodyguard I don't need one. He works for me and I was busy" he explained and took a step forward as if to come in. I put my hand up and took a step forward into the hall, closing the door behind me. "if you were so busy, you should have canceled" I said, getting angry again.

He smirked down at me now and only then did I realize how close we were standing. Practically touching, I could feel heat pooling in between my legs. Oh, he's so sexy. I took a deep breath and tried to hold my ground, but I feel like he could tell how he already had me feeling. "Gia, I wanted to take you out and be a real gentleman, but you are making that very hard in that little outfit you've got on and these looks your giving me" I took a sharp breath as he moved in even closer. He was looking down at me and I could see the lust swirling in his eyes. I gulped and tried to take a step back but my back hit the door behind me. "I-uh, you should..." I couldn't find the words to say. What was he doing to me? I realized then that he was dressed a lot more casual than all the times I have seen him. He was wearing black jeans and a black t shirt which clung to his abdomen practically begging to be ripped off.

"So, take it off" he smirked and leaned in closer. I really need to stop saying things out loud without even realizing. How does he make everything look so good? I trailed my eyes down his body and over the bulge I could very clearly see through his jeans. "Gia, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't do this right and I will take you right here in this hallway" I gulped and looked back up at his eyes. "So, do it" I dared and smirked. Where did all of this confidence come from?

In the blink of an eye, one of his hands went to the back of my hand and tangled in my hair and the other went to my waist and pushed me firm against the door as he connected his hips with mine. Then he gripped my hair just enough to pull my head back and have me angled looking up at him. His lips came crashing down onto mine and I felt a tingling down to my core. Oh, I hope the rumours aren't true or I am in a world of trouble.