FlAvor

Chapter 10

I'm driving my rental at nearly 15 miles per hour over the speed limit to Blaine's location. Instead of him coming to me, I'm going to him. Mainly because I don't want him getting lost, but also due to the fact that I want to be alone with him before he follows me back to my house.

I can't believe he's in Rochester!

My heart rate is most likely out of the roof, sky rocketing into the sky. That man is something else. He's, for certain, unexpected like I've realized from before.

The address he gives me pinpoints to a gas station twenty minutes away from me.

I arrive in ten.

Looking out the window, I spot him. Seeing him dressed in black slacks and a fitted dark blue buttoned down shirt had my insides tingling. His hair down and wild as usual, the blonde shining in the lights.

He's texting someone on his phone and slips it back into his pocket. Then my phone buzzes.

To: Adrienne
From: Blaine
Sent at 12:47 a.m.
Come out the car baby.

His eyes pierce through the car window at me. The man didn't know what car I even had, but he knew I was in it. Opening the door, I step out of the car. I came out the house with only a sleeveless t-shirt and short sweats. Compared to him, I'm a hot ass mess. But the sensual expression on his face says otherwise. As if I was the one thing he saw.

My feet moved on their own, guiding me towards him. The closer I got, the more my heart thumped with each step. Something about this moment was different, unlike anything I've experienced before. No guy would ever travel this long and far just to see me. Not many would for any girl, to be quite honest. Blaine surprises me once again with his actions.

I'm merely inches away from him, yet he seemed to have lost his patience when he lifts me up, my legs wrapped around his waist. And frankly, so have I. I grip his hair, kissing him with full force. Our tongues fought for control; I had it, until he turned and almost slammed me on his car. At that, I grew weak again in the knees. I could feel his dick pushing against my thin sweats. I moan in his mouth when he grinds his hips in my inner thighs.

I hope whoever passes by enjoys the show.

"Does your friend down there miss me as much as you do?" I murmured, pulling away from his intoxicating lips. He huffs out a breath and smiles at me.

"You bet your ass we did."

He held me tight to his chest. I hug him with the same amount of energy, if not more. Something lifted off my shoulders as we stand in this position. Maybe I shouldn't be as scared as I have been. Blaine's always been there for me, every step of the way, and I've been doing the same for him.

"I'm still speechless," I blurted out in amazement. "Why did you drive up here? Not that I'm not glad about it or anything. Buy why?"

"I missed you," he said sincerely. "And I can't fucking sleep without you beside me. Last night on the couch sucked, you know?" Blaine pauses for a beat. "Is it too soon to be invited to sleeping at your parents house? If so, I could do to a hotel or something."

"Absolutely not! You'd be here for nothing. I'll talk to my parents in the morning about you staying." I shrugged. "And for the record, your vision of us helped me sleep. We should try it sometime."

He sets me back on the ground, keeping his hands firmly around my lower back. "When we go back home, we can."

My heart flutter at the statement. When we go home. I like the sound of that.