Love & Cigarettes

Chapter 13 - Parking lot lovers

Dean's POV:

As I drive closer to the location, I now know that this is the place with the salon where I bumped into her earlier on today - and why the fuck is she still here, at this time?

I need to ask her, it's dangerous for her to be alone here. There is a security guard at the gate of this complex.

What strange games is she playing right now?

I drive slow and stop my car right infront of the gate and then take my phone out of my pocket and call her,

" I'm here", I tell her and she tells me she's coming.

I call my sister and tell her that this is where we'll drop off Amber's car and she'll be here just now and that we are at the correct location.

She sends back a smiley emoji. I turn my head to check for her on the rearview mirror, just to make sure her car is behind Amber's and it is.

I then turn my head to face forward before scanning my surroundings trying to pass the seconds before Amber comes out. I grab a can of redbull from the passenger seat and open then drink it.

The security guard opens the gate using a remote control and signals for me to drive in and I do. I smile at him from inside as the car passes him and I drive to park it at the parking lot, my sister drives in too but hers turns to park infront of the salon building, where there's only 4 parking spaces.

A black matte range rover is parked in one space - leaving only 3. So I assume that's the boss's spot while the others may be for the manager and two more other people who are important and work here. It's a mini parking VIP spot.

So the parking lot which is behind the building, is mostly for clients and hairdressers. Is there a need though? I almost roll my eyes at the thought of this.

The lights are dim, making it a bit dark in this parking lot and I can't see Amber anywhere. Her car - which is the one I'm in, is the only one parked here. I look around before opening the car door.

I need a cigarette so I decide to just step out of the car. I close the door and put the drink can on top of the car roof before I lean on the car and light my cigarette and pull a puff. But my phone rings,

It's Hilary.

The fuck does she want now?

I don't feel like talking to her so I watch as my phone rings until it stops. Hilary can wait, the only voice I am eager to hear right now is Amber's. I need to know we're okay.

I hear footsteps approaching and when I turn my face away from my phone and look to my side, Amber is walking towards me. She is not smiling or anything. I am a bit disappointed because I expected her to come running filled with joy and excitement that I, her superman came to drop off her car and paid to have it fixed.

But she's being so weird towards me, I can't read her anymore.

I watch her as she walks - shes wearing a black leather jacket, black leggings and black and white vans while her hair is tied in a lazy bun. My eyes are more focused on her lower area - particularly her hips and the way they move as she walks and I am mesmerized.

I picture my hands grabbing on those hips as I fuck her from behind- I continue fantasizing about her until she is standing infront of me, waving her hand in front of my face, bringing me back to reality.

I throw the cigarette on the floor before stepping on it with my left foot. I grab my can from the car roof to drink from it again and I realise that I am glad she's here finally but I am thrilled even more by the fact that we're alone in this parking lot, which will make it easier to put her back on track.