Alpha (under construction - rewrite)

Chapter Three

I nervously fiddled with the material of my dress whilst I sat in Ajax's car on the way to my house.

I looked over to Ajax whose brow was furrowed as he concentrated on the road ahead. I found it endearing but as soon as his head turned towards me I looked to my lap. It was useless as my red cheeks had probably given me away.

"You okay?" Ajax's deep voice shook me out of my thoughts as we pulled up next to my house. He hopped out the car first and rushed to my door to help me.

As I got out his face came dangerously close to mine. "You didn't have to do that," I whispered gently as I felt the warmth of his breath upon my cheeks.

"You'll never open another door again." His deep voice sent shock waves of awareness through my body and I struggled to breathe under the intensity of his gaze.

His lips moved forward and brushed against my cheek. A rush of heat went through my body and I felt an odd pull in my chest towards him.

I looked up and caught his intense gaze, a shiver ran through my body and I wrapped my arms around myself in an effort to warm up.

Noticing this, he grasped one of my hands in his and pulled me towards my door.

I inserted the key into the door and pushed, the sound of the TV greeting us. He placed his arm in front of me, stopping me from going in as he went first. I was confused by his actions but I didn't protest as he entered the house before me and then pulled me in a couple of seconds later.

I landed against him, my face into his hard, perfectly formed chest and I stayed there; my face burning from the embarrassment.

He pulled back so that he could take my chin into his hands and tilt me head upwards.

I felt my eyes drift close as I waited for his lips to meet mine. But they never came. Instead I felt his nose skim the base of my neck causing me to jump but he held me in place with his hands on my arms.

It felt so close and intimate that I couldn't help but want to be more connected so I leaned my head back further and pushed my body towards him as he wrapped his arms around my middle.

"You still haven't told me your name, baby" I almost melted. His voice tickled my neck and I almost resisted telling him as I loved that he called me baby.

"Amorette," I whispered as I was unsure of the situation or what we were even doing.

"Amorette, baby, be ready tomorrow at seven. I'm taking you on a date."

This surprised me and I didn't, or rather couldn't, reply as I stared at him; my lips parted slightly.

He walked out the door but didn't leave until he made sure I had locked the door.

After he left, I proceeded to squeal and threw myself onto my couch whilst squishing a cushion to my chest. I sighed as I thought of what had just occurred and the fact that I would be going on my first date.

I grabbed my phone and immediately began to text Lovella about what had just happened.

A : Guess what !!!!!!

L: You have finally come to terms with the fact that you are a chocoholic.

A : No, I got a date !!!

L : Sureee. Now I have a number and a friend who can help you move on from your addiction.

A : I'm serious. Why don't you believe me ??

L : Maybe because you have never been on a date.

A : Neither have you !!!

L : I'm younger !!!!!!

I rolled my eyes as I looked at our conversation. She was only a month younger than me yet she had a tendency to play on that fact so that she didn't have to go through important life stages before me.

A : By a month

L : A very important month.

I rolled my eyes and couldn't wait for when she was coming to stay. That fact reminded me of earlier and I quickly typed.

A : You okay ?

It was a couple of minutes before I received a response and I was not happy when I did.

L : No

I had expected her to perhaps lie about her feelings or cover up the truth. But her brutal honesty worried me as I began to think about the severity. Whilst I was in my daze I received another text surprising me.

L : Someone has been spreading rumours about you.

A : Like what?

The anticipation was killing me as I waited for what my cousin had to say.

L : Apparently, before you left you slept with Ryker Stevens and you left because your pregnant with his child.

After I received the message I went to the sink and drunk some water before spitting it out. I was alerted of another message and went back over to my sofa to look at it.

L : You just spit take ???

A : Duh

I was both surprised and not because over the years me and Lovella both had been subject to torment from many of the people who had lived in our town. We were seen as the lowest of the low because our parents didn't have a lot of money so we couldn't afford the finer things in life. Everyone then began to assume that we were not good and then the bullying began. It wasn't the nicest thing in the world and it hurt that we were so hated because of something we could not control.

There was a knocking on the door and I got up to answer.

"Lovella?"