Held Captive

Coveted

Laylah's POV 

Vixen was true to his word and he's been going out of his way these past two weeks to show me just how much he wants me. He'd taken me on a number of dates and made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. I was still reeling from it all. I had never seen this side of him and I had to admit, I was falling for him hard. With me, he wasn't the violent, scary, demanding man he was with everyone else. He was himself. He was letting me see what was underneath that hard exterior of his and it was growing on me more and more everyday.

He was slowly making me forget why I ever hated him in the first place. Slowly erasing every bad thing he's ever done to me from my mind and replacing them with good thoughts of him. Now, of course he still had his moments. More often than not. But it was him, and I was becoming increasingly fine with that. 

"Comfortable?" He asks as he sets some popcorn between us and passes me some sour patch kids, my favorite. 

"Very." I smile up at him as he splays a blanket over both of us and I snuggle into it. Somehow I convinced him to go to this drive-in movie theater Gwen told me about this morning. They were playing one of my favorite movies, the princess and the frog. I couldn't even begin to imagine him sitting down and watching a princess movie so it was kinda funny to see this mountain of a man, shifting uncomfortably and looking dangerous and sexy as sin, sitting next to me about to watch one. 

I knew he was probably just trying to win me over but I didn't care as I popped a few pieces of popcorn into my mouth and rested my head on his lap. He plays with my hair as he stares down at me. For once I could really see him. His eyes held so much longing mixed with a hint of lust that had me feeling all kinds of things. Longing for what? 

Lust..or love?

Since we had that talk on my birthday, he hasn't tried anything. Not even to kiss me. Part of me was fine with that. It's what I wanted, right?

"What's on your mind?" His voice is deep and raspy, sending a jolt of energy south. I shake my head and without thinking, blurt, "Just that I want you to kiss me." 

His jaw locks, his back going completely rigid. I could sense him beggining to shut down. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?" I sit up and face him only to find myself mere inches from his handsome face. The movie starts and we pay no mind to it as we continue to stare at each other. 

"Laylah..." He grumbles, putting some distance between us. 

"Give me a reason." I push. I knew I should just let it go but at this point it wasn't just about the kiss. Was he not sexually attracted to me anymore? 

I knew I shouldn't have given him a chance. I was stupid to think that he could ever want someone like me. I may not wear loads of makeup and heels everyday but I was me and if he didn't like that then I wanted nothing to do with him. Having made up my mind, I start to pack up my things. 

"Fuck, Laylah where are you going?" He sits up straighter and snatches one of my wrists into his tight grip. 

"I knew you were full of shit, just..let me go." My voice breaks on the last word and I hate myself for showing even a sliver of weakness in front of him. 

To my surprise he listens but he doesn't let me go that easy. "I'm here for you. Everything iv'e been doing has been for you so don't fucking sit here and ice me out." 

I ignore him as I throw my bag over my shoulder and hop out of the back of the truck. My skirt rides up a bit but I don't care as I start walking. I don't even know where i'm going and it doesn't help that we were literally surrounded by woods except for the dirt path leading towards the road, it was the only way in and out. I knew it would be a hike but I didn't care as I entered the woods and started to look for an opening.