She is Not Who You Thought She Was

Chapter 44/Pain in My Heart

"Then she must also be gorgeous." I made eye contact with him. He looked at me with the eyes of an aesthete and I was the most beautiful work of art he had ever seen.

I couldn't hold back the giant smile that grew across my face. My cheeks flushed lightly and Frostee came up close to my face making my breath quicken. He was so close I could smell him. Just as I had thought, clean linen and rainwater. He smells...fresh, but also clean. Had he showered before I arrived? How does he smell so good? Somehow his palm had connected with my cheek and I closed my eyes. His hand was warm and big against my face. Although I was already burning a big blush, I was surprised to feel the warmth. His lips which I have only felt once more before on my lips found their way to mine again. They were soft and lush. They moved against mine and I followed. Wetness had appeared on my closed lips and I opened them welcoming the damp substance. His tongue entered my mouth and I gasped more surprised by his experience, I shouldn't have been considering the rumors, but it was because of his age. He moved his hand to the back of my neck as if he wanted me to let him kiss more of me if that was possible. I pushed forward answering his silent plead. He leaned back ending up on his back. I was now straddling him and our mouths went to war. His hands moved to my waist but were respectfully rubbing my love handles. A small muffled moan escaped my sore lips and he disconnected our mouths. He used his hands to tilt my head back. He kissed my chin, jawline, and my neck. I held my breath and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Frost...ee." I could barely finish his name as my breathing was heavy and ragged.

"Yes red." He answered and continued to kiss me.

It was a rhetorical question and answer. He knew I wasn't saying his name for any reason other than the pleasure he was giving me. He moved back up to my mouth and we tangled our tongues again, but Frostee won dominance. He moved his hand past my waist and he gripped my ass with one hand and the other stayed on my cheek and part of my neck. My body started to tingle including my lower stomach, but the feeling was too strong.

"Uh...blue." I managed to let out.

"Yeah, baby." He answer and kissed my neck lightly letting me talk while he kept on sucking and kissing. My eyes shot open.

'Baby...girl.' Rock's voice entered my ears and all feeling I was feeling before exited my body.

"Maybe we should...slow down." I mumbled. Frostee stopped immediately and looked into my eyes.

"Of course red." He sat up as I stayed in his lap and lightly draped his arms around me.

"I didn't mean to kill the mood I just-"

"Scarlett, you don't have to give me an explanation. We don't have to do anything at all if you don't want to. We can just continue to talk." I blinked many times as I stared at him. Why is he so respectful? He is...perfect.

"How are you single?" I blurted out. Frostee shook his head confused. "You are...just...you are perfect." Frostee chuckled throwing his head back.

"Red, I am far from perfect." He smiled and didn't take his eyes off of me. However, I tore mine away and looked at my hands that lay in my lap.

"Blue you have been around girls a lot and you seem like the perfect guy. You are attractive and even respectful. Most guys like that are usually taken. How are you still single?" I added with a small laugh.

"The answer to this question will ruin your perfect image of me." He grabbed my hand but looked away. "Um...how should I start..." He stopped and thought for a moment. I stayed silent to let him gather his thoughts.

I am sure whatever he is going to say isn't going to shatter my image of him. If anything it will actually improve it. Growth in a person is one of the most attractive things to me because I have zero experience in that with myself.

"I first started talking to girls when I was fourteen. I was young and nerdy." He said shyly glancing at me nervously, "I had a crush on this girl, but I rarely talked to her and the crush died like little crushes usually do. Rock got his new car, the Camaro," Frostee looked at me again, "He started to learn how to drive since he is a year older and then he would let me learn too since we were both excited about his new car." This must have been when they were close. "Well...something happened and Rock and I...grew apart. I turned fifteen and got my own car, by this time I was racing, and...the girls started to show interest in me. I...bathed in the attention they showed me. More than I should have. Safe to say, I uh talked to a lot of...women, girls." Frostee kept his gaze on our still hands that were folded into each other. "I have been around...and with a lot of females...I'm not proud of the range in...experience I have," He turned his green eyes into my blue ones before he started again, "but I don't do that anymore." Frostee stared at our hands as he interlaced them and looked back at me, "And I definitely am not going to do that to you. I actually do like you, Scarlett." My eyes softened and I felt a little pain in my heart. I smiled lightly leaned in and gave him a small peck.

"I think I like you too Frostee."

***

Once it was dark out, Frostee walked me out and we didn't kiss again until we got to my car. We said our -more than friendly- goodbyes and I drove home. The rest of the evening after our confessions was filled with chitchat about cars, school, and the gala. Frostee has been showing interest in motorcycles lately, but he thinks he is going to wait until he graduates, then drive it up and down the East Coast and stop at beaches on the way. He said he was going to drive till he got to the tip of Florida and the peak of Maine. Frostee attends a catholic private school that is around thirty more minutes away from his house opposite direction from me. When we talked about the gala Frostee confirmed seven P.M. to pick me up for the gala and I gave him my address. I realized that before Saturday night would come I needed to explain to my mother who, what, and where all this was happening. I told her it was Flora who invited me, but if a random blue Mustang pulls up to take me somewhere I know she will ask questions. I just don't know when I will get the chance to tell her and how she will react. This was never a problem before. However, based on her recent behavior I know those questions are coming...even though they have never come before.

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