London Has Your Eyes

Chapter 16. Daniel

This woman turned my head. When she besieged us and walked out of the bar, I panicked. I realized I might never see her again. Never. Not even accidentally run into her. And if I didn't catch up with her now, she'd just disappear. And I didn't want that anymore. All I wanted was to find her and be near to her.

When I saw her on the bridge, my heart beat faster. She was standing there, in the rain, looking into the London night, thinking about something. Probably about how we'd jumped all over her with our suspicions. I'm good, too. I could have thought a bit before opening my mouth. Asshole.

Before I realize it, I'm speeding up my step. I get closer and see she's trembling. Alex is so engrossed in her own thoughts that she doesn't notice it. So I take off my jacket and throw it on her shoulders. Such a natural gesture, like I do it all the time. I approach her, asking for forgiveness. And when she turns to me, so close, all I can think about is her lips.

And then I kiss her. In that moment, this woman gives up. I can feel it. She gives herself to my caresses without reserve, greedily exploring my lips. In that kiss there's both serenity and passion. It's driving me crazy. And I can't get enough of it. I feel myself getting turned on. I'm ready to take her right on this bridge.

The rain is getting heavier, drops of water dripping down her face, down her clothes. She's trembling, so hot on the inside and icy on the outside. When I pull away and look at Alex, her lips are trembling from the cold, but her eyes are on fire enough to get burned.

I drag her to the car to warm her up a little. I open the door and turn the heater on full blast. There's a gym bag with some extra clothes and a towel hanging out in the backseat.

- Alex, you need to change. There's some dry clothes in the bag and a towel if you need one. You're soaking wet. And your lips are already blue. Come on, get changed. It's my turn not to look, - I smile, but I'm already imagining the picture. I want to see her without her clothes on. But I'm a gentleman, so I look away.

Alex doesn't argue, picks up a towel, wipes her hair and then starts pulling her wet dress over her head. Of course, I turn around. A gorgeous picture comes into view. Her breasts in lacy lingerie, wet skin and confused breathing. Get a grip, Daniel! Get a grip! Trousers are instantly becoming tight. Alex, damn it.

She pulls T-shirt up and, looking at me, pulls the wet bra down from underneath it. I squeeze the steering wheel harder, trying to look forward, and start the car. It's not just the car that starts. Alex pulls on my shorts and gathers her hair into a bun. I swallow nervously.

- Alex, what are you doing? - I say, trying to keep my mind on the road. - Are you playing with me? I'll park somewhere dark, and you won't just get out of the car. Don't provoke me.

- What are you talking about? I'm just trying to follow your advice - change into dry clothes so I don't get sick,- she shrugs her shoulders innocently, such a provocateur.. She clearly enjoys making me sick.

The rain continues to showers and I can't see anything. We drive too slowly towards the hotel. It's getting extremely hot in the cabin. I take off my wet T-shirt and throw it off to her.

- Ouch, Danny! - Alex laughs when he catches it. - Take it as a trophy. I'll sell it to your groupies for a lot of money later,- she scoffs, showing me her tongue.

I turn on the music softly as we make our way through the London traffic. Alex is already warmed up, relaxing, but I'm not. Her bare knees call out to me and the nipples sticking out under her T-shirt make my palms sweat.

- Have you decided where you're going with Janine tomorrow? - I ask to distract myself from the curves of her body.

- Yeah, she promised to show me the main sights and take lots of pictures. It's great to walk around the city with your own photographer, isn't it? - She smiles. - What about you? Really busy these past two days or did you just say that because you were annoyed? - Tries to tease me.