Dirty Devil

Attraction

Luke's POV.

As the wind blew through her straight long black hair, I got a strong scent of cigarettes and whiskey. I could see the late nights of poetry and music under her eyes. The nightly tears stained the brim of her crimson brown eyes. Yet a smile still danced on her lips as she nudged the shy girl she was standing with toward our merch booth. She wore all black. Leather jacket, tank top, skinny jeans, combat boots. Her lips were colored a deep red, and her eyes lined beautifully with thick lashes and dark makeup.

"Mara its fine, I'll do the talking." She glanced down at who must be Mara, giving her a reassuring smile. Mara was  about the same height as the other girl. She had a short pixie cut died red. She wore a black leather vest over a Nirvana shirt with black and red checkered pants.

"And what can we do for you two fine ladies?" Ash said in his normal cocky tone, obviously looking the two girls over. I saw his eyes move off of Mara, and on to her, slowly traveling down her body.

My jealousy peeked and an clinched my jaw, shooting him a death glare. I instantly stop as I realized I had no right to be jealous over a girl whose name I didn't even know.

"Hey," she spoke politely, looking us each in the eye to make sure the greeting was spread to each of us. I froze as her eyes locked with mine, I knew what I could do. I knew that I the could just have my way with her and forget about this curiosity towards just another fan. But her smell was too addicting, her smile was too stunning. Her pride was so alluring. I wanted more of it.

Subtlety, I slipped us both into limbo. I watched as her eyes widened as her scenery changes, and the people around her started to disappear. Her curiosity was so child like, it made the sense of protection I felt over her grow a little more. As our eyes connected once again, she gasped. I knew I could do anything I pleased, and she would believe it was actually happening. But I didn't want that. I just wanted to get closer. Breathe the scent of whiskey and cigarettes deep in my lungs to soothe me. I wanted to make her smile, and know that smile was meant for me and only me.

I boldly walked up to her, never breaking eye contact and ran single finger down her cheek. My finger found its way to a strand of her hair. I twirled it around my finger as I brought it up to my nose and took in her beautiful smell. I closed my eyes and let the strand slowly fall out of my hand.