Runaway With Me

THE HOT STRANGER

--TINA--

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!?

Seriously, did that shit just happened? I was gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. My eyes were on the road. Damn, just being right next to him was electrifying.

Jesus, get a grip Bettina.

Out of curiosity, I couldn't help but ask. "Would you like to explain what the hell just happened?" I snarled at him. Mr. good looking here cleared his throat and his Adam's apple bobbed upwards. Wow, that was sexy. What the? Focus Bettina, focus!

"Well, Celine and I were playing at her den when the cat returned and threaten the hell life of this little mice." He said in the most muscular voice I ever heard. Holy snickers, his voice could unclasp my bra. Seriously Bettina? Bras?

"So, your girlfriend is cheating on you?" I asked.

"Technically, she isn't my girlfriend..." he scratched his head. I'd give a anything to touch that hair.

God, Bettina behave. Wait what, did he just said not his girlfriend? Omg...

"So you're screwing with someone else's girlfriend?"
"Well, yes and no." I gave him a questioning look.

"Ahem... yes, I fucked her, and no, I didn't fuck someone with a boyfriend, not until there was knocking on the door." He snapped.

"Well, I guess your girl is a slut. No offense by the way."

"None taken." He said while he raised his hands in a defeated position.

Then the car was silent again. To break the silence, I reached for the radio the same time he did. When his fingers touched my mine, it sent electric shocks that traveled all over the hair on my body which gave me the goosebumps. I also caught the sharp intake of air he did when he touched me. We pulled away. The feeling of weirdness escalated. Luckily, I remembered I didn't know where he was heading.

"So, where do you live? I guess I could take you home if you like." I asked bashfully.

"That's the problem, I don't have a home at the moment." He answered me quietly.

I was waiting for him to laugh or add a side comment to his statement but he didn't.

"What do you mean you don't have a home?" I asked in all curiosity.

"Well, technically I do have a house but I... I just left, I want to go away and have some time for myself." He paused, deep in his thoughts.

His sudden admission made me comfortable, as if I finally found something I was looking for. Something I was waiting for all of my life.

"Me too." I said keeping my full attention to the road (which was hard when there was a hot guy seated next to you). He gave me a questioning look as if he was waiting for me to continue so I went on.

"I went away too, with the same reasons." Then, I turned towards the intersection.

"Guess, I'm not the only one huh? Why did you run away?" He asked.

His question blossomed a feeling of uneasiness within me. I promised to myself not to tell anyone as to why I was on this grand charade and just go with it. My identity was my most valuable asset in this adventure.

"I have no plans of sharing. How about you?" I faced him as I asked.

"Well, I guess we're on the same boat. I have no plans sharing about it. As long I am free, I'm perfect out here. But you aren't any sex slave who's running from your master right? Man, that would be one hell of a mess."

"Are you even for real? You think I'm some D-class gold digger? I should be the one asking if you're a rapist or a drug addict in that case."

"HAHAHA touché! Chill blondie, touché!" He said in an amused voice.

Then, there was it again, the sudden awkwardness and silence inside the car.

"You have big boobs." He said nonchalantly. His sudden outburst made me want to slap him on the face.

"Excuse me! How dar-" I was stopped when he continued his statement.

"Which makes you look like a honey bum but no offense, you look quite good."

"Well, thank you. I have to say, you look like a fuckboy." Oh yes, he was asking for it.

"I'm not... well I am a little bit I guess." He said in defeat.
Then the car fell silent again. We were moving for a few blocks more when he suddenly asked.

"Runaway with me?" He asked in all sincerity and seriousness.

His question totally took me off guard. He had the guts to ask me that when he basically did not even know a bit about me. The same goes with me. Heck, I didn't even know his name.

I round the curb when the lights turned red and I faced him. He was staring at me with those eyes that could divide me into millions of particles and with such intensity. Million thoughts, million possibilities appeared inside my head when he asked me that. His question made me want to runaway to the other side of the hill but instead I found comfort in it.

I don't know why or how but it felt right... I knew I was supposed to have this time for myself but something was off. It felt that my only ticket away was with him and I didn't even know him. I thought that having the same situation as him made me comfortable but...

This was gonna be epic.

There was a long pause. I was debating with myself internally, my brain cells were malfunctioning. Bettina think! Think! Think! Use your goddamn brain!

"Yes." I said in all sureness that I didn't recognize my own voice.

Wait, did I just said yes? Holy snickers, what on earth am I doing?

Those three-lettered word was either the best thing that could ever happen or the stupidest decision I made in my entire life.

He didn't say anything but my answer was rewarded with the brightest smile I saw on a man's face. His smile made my heart stop and made me speechless. Well if that's the case, I'll be saying yes now and then just to make him smile like that.

The tension inside the car was gone but then he asked, "Are you a virgin?" He said it casually and innocently.

I practically stepped on the break, surprised by the sudden question. What the fuck? How did he have the balls to ask, but then again... I think he did have big ones..
Jesus, did I just?

"Are you serious? Are you even human?" I was flabbergasted by the question. Seriously, did this guy even have a brain? I am starting to hate my decision to runaway with him. I faced him while waiting for his answer.

"Yes, I am a hundred percent human. Just curious you know." He flashed those perfect set of teeth.

"If you think I'm gonna allow you to taste me, then better luck next time dickhead." Man, this guy was a dick.

"Oh man! I was hoping though." And the he winked at me.
WHAT A BASTARD.