Love? Maybe...

Chapter 9

"If that's what you want." Alistair smirked, slowly pulling off my jeans. I blushed and pulled my knees to my chest, looking at him shyly.

"I-I didn't expect you to t-take me seriously." I whispered, slowly letting go of my legs and crossing my legs at the uncomfortable breeze. Alistair laughed a little and gripped my thighs tightly, pulling me up against him.

"I'm unpredictable." He grinned, biting my lip lustfully. I blushed and tried to pull away from him again, grabbing my shirt and pulling it back on.

"A-And just because y-you're stronger than me a-and pull off my clothes doesn't mean I'm gonna s-sleep with you." I said, pushing on him again. He let go of me and looked at his hands shyly.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled, I stood and looked at him with a guilty look.

"Instead of just taking things, maybe you should work for them. Things might be a little easier." I sighed, grabbing my jeans.

"Maybe I should just... go home." I bit my lip and walked out of the bedroom. Alistair stood and pulled on his shirt, walking over to me and turning me around.

"I'll work for you, and I won't stop until you're mine." He looked me in the eye and smiled a little.

"And I won't let anyone stand in my way." I swallowed hard and stared into his blue eyes, not wanting to look away.

"Then you'll show me you're worthy of my time." I replied, pulling his hand off of my shoulder and pulling on my pants.

"Before you go home, you might want to cover that up." Alistair smiled, pointing to the bites on my neck. I quickly covered them with my hand and blushed.

"Y-Yeah, I'll do that now." I nodded slowly and walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. I pulled up my bag onto the sink and searched through it for some bandaids, sighing in frustration when I don't find them and throwing my bag on the floor. I heard a faint knock on the door and unlocked it.

"Come in." I said, bending over to pick up my stuff off the floor. Alistair opened the door and blushed, smiling a little.

"I-I was just bringing you your shirt... that's mine." I blushed and looked down at the shirt I had put on, standing upright and looking at him.

"Thank you, but I like this shirt." I smiled, pushing past him and running over to my shoes. He looked at me and laughed slightly, walking up behind me.

"What was that?" He asked, I giggled.

"You heard me boy, I'm keeping your shirt." Alistair raised a brow and laughed.

"Are you now?"

I pulled on my shoes and stood up, poking his nose and walking over to my jacket.

"I'm not repeating myself." I said, pulling on my jacket and turning to look at him.

"Now then, take me home." Alistair smiled and walked forward, looking down at me.

"Why should I?" He tilted his head a little and blinked, I puffed my cheeks and glared at him.

"Because I said so, and if you want me to like you you'll do as I say." I grinned as Alistair grabbed his keys and walked out the door, happily following behind him.

"That's what I thought." I said, sitting in the car. Alistair got into and turned on the car, a big smile plastered on his face.

"I'm meeting your mother." He said, pulling out of the driveway.

"Oh hell no!" I shouted, pushing on the break.

"I am not getting 'the talk' from her, especially since I'm the same sex as you." I growled, Alistair grinned.

"So... where are you going then?" I paused and realized he just won the debate. I looked out the window and crossed my arms.

"Back to your place." I mumbled. I tensed at the sound of his chuckle and pouted, feeling his gaze on me. I turned and looked at him.

"Why do you have to be such an ass?" I asked, he looked at me and turned off the car.

"Well, I act like this because I'm use to having to impress people, but you're different. I mean, sure, you call me names every now and again, but I don't really mind it." He shrugged. I fought a blush and gritted my teeth.

"W-Well, don't try so hard, maybe just stick to cheesy romantic gestures and we'll see what happens." I said, my voice barely a whisper, he smiled a little and nodded.

"Will do, dashing."