A Soft Devil (COMPLETED)

Chapter 18

When I came back out, my food was sitting on the table. I looked around the restaurant to see it was almost empty. It was pretty late being eleven at night. I sat back in my chair to face him slouching in his and smirking at me. "Bet you don't even wear glasses."

He laughed. "I gotta dress up for this place."

I smirked. "Well you clean up nice."

"And same to you," he said licking his lips looking at me up and down. 

I smiled, but looked away to start getting my utensils ready. "So you and Ethan are twins?" I asked, so he wouldn't see my smile grow. 

"Yea."

"Are you guys close?"

"We're twins, of course we're close."

I shrugged. "Some siblings hate each other."

"You sound like you would know from experience."

Shit, how did I land in the position again? I dryly laughed shaking my head. I put my fork down to play with my spaghetti. "Or from stories. Surprisingly, not everything needs an experience behind it."

"It does if you want people to listen."

I slowly pulled my head up to look at him. He sounded just like Mr. Carlson, Ms. Heart's assistant. It was strange. "Didn't know you had a poetic side."

"Not poetic, observant," he corrected me taking a sip of his water.

"No wonder why you have so many questions for me."

"Hard not to observe a stunning girl like yourself," he told me.

I blushed when I swallowed my food, but I luckily held back an embarrassing giggle. "How smooth."

"You think I'm smooth?"

"Wouldn't say smooth, more like slick."

He started to sit up."Well if I'm so slick, let me propose you a question: Can I get your number?"

"If we meet again, I'll let you know."

"Fine then, how about another date?"

I sat back in my chair carefully looking at him. I should stay away from him at all costs, but then again, where's the story in that?
"Give me time to think about it," I said finishing the rest of my pasta.
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After he paid the bill, he helped me from my seat holding Lily's jacket for me. I thanked him and started to walk in front of him swaying my hips to tease him. Why not have a little fun if there's less than a twenty-five percent chance I'm going to see him again. Plus, he is so attractive it's hard not to act like a hoe in front of him. I could feel his eyes on me, and I loved it.

I walked like this all the way until we got to the car. He held the door open for me, and I thanked him by running a hand down his chest and torso. He looked about ready to stop playing games and fuck me in the back of his car, but like I told him before I'm not easy like that. When we got in the car, my face was pulled to the side. Grayson's lips were literally inches away from mine. If I leaned forward, I would've kissed him. I had to control my breathing when his other hand slid down to my side. I slowly looked into his eyes that were dark. His other hand stopped to my hip while his thumb wiped over my lips.

"You know," he started with a little smile. "You're a tease, I realized. A big fucking tease." I held back a moan when his grip tightened on my hip. "You like the attention you put out knowing who's watching you. I usually don't like teases, but when you do it it makes me want to..." He took a breath shaking his head. He looked back in my eyes biting his lip. "Do things to you to say the least," he breathed out.
I bit my lip when he said that. Goddam, how can someone be so fine?