Burns

15

☆☆Brecley:

My breaths got stuck in my throat. I couldn't believe that he was actually here, leaned against an intimidating black motorcycle with a helmet placed on the seat. He was adorned in a big black short-sleeved shirt pulled upon a white t-shirt tucked loosely in his big black tailored dress pants that stopped by his ankle, giving a tiny sight of black socks. He completed the dressing with black low-top converse. He looked daring yet dashing. Devilishly handsome with the breeze tousling his messy brown waves. He got a haircut, it wasn't very obvious yet I loved it.

He carefully unfolded his hands and stuck them in his pocket but not before I saw the black leather bracelet that adorned his right wrist. A simple silver chain dangled from his neck. Sexy was an understatement for what he was. He exuded sex-appeal. 

I made my way towards him and once in front of him, my heart rate quickened. His cologne flooded my nostrils and I felt my stomach do crazy flips. Tingles traveled down my spine as butterflies erupted in my stomach. Being in his presence had a strong effect on me.

"Howdy stranger." I flashed him a genuine smile. I had my hopes up that he'd come around and he did. I really didn't want to admit I chose this dress because of him but the truth lingered in my mind.

He said nothing, flickering his gaze from me to the surroundings. I had caught him ogling me a while ago and I loved the confidence boost his stare gave me as I cat-walked to him. I extended my hand for a shake and he lazily brought a hand to meet mine.

My eyes darted to the black motorcycle that made me inhale sharply. It looked expensive and badass. "Wow. That's one badass ride. Great way to make an entrance." I bit my lip, really glad to have him standing before me.

His eyes cast a lazy glance on the black beauty and he turned to me, yet again with silence. 

"You look pretty." He suddenly said.

I was surprised to hear those words from him and from him, it meant a lot. My father had complimented me and so had my brother and pretty much everyone else but none of them made me suddenly nervous and flushed like his did. His husky voice made shivers travel down my spine. I had goosebumps and it wasn't because of the chilly weather. Besides, it being the first words to leave his mouth gave my stomach a different kind of butterfly flutter.

My blush faded and I suddenly got the courage to look up to his beautiful eyes. He blinked slowly at me. Tension and awkwardness swallowed us whole and I was suddenly finding it hard to breathe normally. He awkwardly rubbed his nape, looking away from me. I haven't seen him since the kiss and now standing before him after the phone call, was a lot more tensing than I thought it would be.

I cleared my throat in attempt to ease the intensifying tension buildup, "you look dashing." I wasn't lying at all.

He chuckled, a sound that made heat travel throughout my body, turning me to pudding and a moist effect to pool inbetween my legs. My belly was doing insane flips. My knees nearly gave out on me. He looked around, "this place is beautiful." 

I smiled at his compliment. I knew my family house was eye-catching. "Thank you. It was all grandpa's doing." I said then sipped my wine. I turned to him, "come on in. The weather out here can freeze someone to stone."

A couple walked past us, the lady who looked within her late thirties waved at me and I waved back.

"Shall we?" I extended my elbow for him to hook his in but he shook his head before extending his elbow for me to slip my hand in. What a gentleman. 

I giggled then slipped my hand in his, holding my wine in the other. He had his other hand tucked in his pocket as he led us to the entrance. I smiled at the security that stared at us before heading into the building with Kylo by my side.