The Rich Boy's Desires

thirty-two

Paisley's POV

"You sure you don't want to come over? My mom has been asking for you." Jason asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

I nodded my head, tossing a crinkle fry into my mouth. "Yeah. I'll go see her next time. I really have to catch up on some work tonight." By some ''work'', I mean, looking through the file that Khalil gave me earlier. I was inching to know what's in there, but I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about what I'm going to find. I just hope it's nothing too crazy.

"Okay then, how about this weekend? My parents are going to be home, and I would like you to come over for dinner to meet my dad.'' He gave me a short glance before refocusing back on the road. 

''R-Really?'' I was a bit shocked that he wanted to me meet his dad.

He shrugged. ''Why not? You've already met my mom. Might as well meet the rest of my family.'' He sighs. 

I nervously nibbled on my lower lip. I admit that I felt a little intimidated by his father. Even though I've never met him, I can tell just by his occupation and his wealth that I think he would prefer for his son to be with someone who is not me. Probably someone like that girl from the mall. 

''Y-You sure that it's time?'' I inquired with a skeptical look. ''Don't you think we should wait a bit longer?'' I suggested.

He scoffed, shaking his head slightly. ''Don't tell me that you're nervous.'' A smirk tugged at his lips. When I didn't say anything, it confirmed any questions he had roaming inside his head. 

 He sighs, taking my hand into his much larger one and gently glazing over my knuckles with his thumb in a comforting manner. ''There's nothing for you to be nervous about, Paisley.'' he assured. ''I promise he's not going to do anything that'll make you uncomfortable. Okay?'' he promised, bring my hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss on my skin. I smiled shortly with a slight blush, heating up my cheeks. ''Okay.'' I mumbled. It only did lttle to ease my worries.

He turned to my street and pulled up in front of my house. He put the car into parked and turned his body facing me. ''Make sure you call me before going to bed. Alright?'' His eyes narrowed a bit as he looked at me.

I just nodded my head with a smile. ''I will.'' I replied.

He guides his tongue across his bottom lip. ''Good.'' He lifted his hand and gently moved a curl from my face and pushed it back behind my ear. Then he leans forward and presses his soft lips against mine. Our lips moved in a slow sync. and sweet. Almost innocent even. Even though it was short-lived but it felt passionate.

We pulled away, and I noticed the loving look in his eyes. But there's something else luring in them. Something I can't place my finger on.

"I-I have to call. I promise to call you." I spoke, breaking the silence between us.

"Alright." He muttered and smiled at me. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and unlocked his doors to let me out.

I gathered all my things and exited out the car, and trudged towards my house. There's loud music playing a couple doors down from mine and kids playing in the yard.

I walked up the steps of my porch and glanced back to see Jason still sitting there.

I smiled at him and pulled out the house key and pushed it into the hole, and turned the knob. I swung the door open and entered inside. 

"Mom?" I called out closing and locking the door behind me.

"In here!" She yelled. I followed her voice to the laundry mat room and saw her throwing clothes inside the washer.