Collateral Damage

7

Now that it was on the table all Alexander could think about was what she said. Her casual suggestion of him fucking her, taking her, just like that, just—just like one of his hookups. Except it wasn't like one of his hookups. They weren't strangers who mutually agreed that they were sexually attracted to one another and wanted a brief, sexual encounter. No.

He was practically her caregiver, wasn't he? Could he look on mirror and say, I am going to have sex with this woman...after I pick her up from school? No! He just—no! He whipped his clothes off, tossing then in the hamper, sighing. A groan left his lips as he stretched.

He turned on his shower, letting the water heat up, putting it around his waist. Just as he was about to get in a knock came at the door. He sighed, and went to the door. Who could possibly be at his door? He opened it, finding Audrey, who shouldered past him.

"You know your address is on Google for free right?" She remarked flippantly. "And cover up, you look like a slut."

"I—what? This is my house,"

Audrey looked him up and down, noting his slim waist, the tattoos snaking down his arms, his toned abdomen, light wisps of dark hair peeking out from that towel. "And?" She remarked, sitting on the couch, looking around.

He scoffed, shutting the door. "Come in Audrey," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's not enough you leech me of every dime you've also gotta leech my time too?"

Audrey crossed her legs. "I dunno. Do you not leech your fortune off the poor and avoid taxes, while you fuck some bimbo on a yacht on a 'vacation' like you've ever worked for anything in your life?"

Alexander blinked. "Fucks sake."
"That's a yes," she grinned.

Audrey took in the sights of his home. It was...bland. Expensive, and coordinated but nothing of note. No personal photos, no sign of hobbies, just papers stashed this place and the that. His dark hair was down now, messy, framing his face.

"Did you consider what I said?"

He'd turned his back to her, arming his alarm system. "I told you, Audrey. I'm just too old for you—"

He turned around, finding Audrey in front of him, he'd brown eyes peering up at him.

"You give me every thing else. I'm not a kid, Steel. I'm not a kid, and I'm not your kid. I just—" she turned around, wrapping her arms around herself. "I uh...I fucked that kid. So you wouldn't get any ideas about me wanting you to take my virginity or something—"

Alexander frowned, turning her around. "What?" He hisseed.

Audrey licked her lips, her eyes darting away from his intense gaze, his brows furrowed in anger.

"Why would you do that, Audrey? Do you know what gave to some stupid kid? Just to tell me that? Huh?"

Audrey looked between to his eyes. "What do you care? You said it's weird right? To even think of me like that." She closed her eyes. "You know what...I'm sorry I shouldn't have come. You...you told me no, and...I should've respected that."

Alexander grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Listen...I know you think that this would be simple. You hate me, and I...barely tolerate you. But sex complicates things in a very unique way, Audrey."

His voice washed over her like sin. Why was it so smooth, and deep with that light rasp?

"Someone is going to start having feelings. And...it's probably not gonna be me. I can't return those feelings for anyone. I'm just not capable. You're going to get hurt, Audrey."

Audrey pulled away, frowning. "Since when do you care if I get hurt? My life has been fucked since the beginning, didn't you tell me that?"

Alexander didn't love to be around Audrey. She was rude, abrasive and half of the time she was insulting him. She reminding him of his guilt and for that, he despised to be around her, to feel that dull ache of humanity that capitalism had almost completely crushed.