Temptation(slow updates)

Chapter 1

I waited patiently in an airport lobby, waiting for a person I had not seen since the sixth grade. I was sure that he would like more of an adult and not a kid, but my memory of him was just what I remember. His boyishly soft smile, his beautiful golden eyes that krinkled slightly at the edges when he smiled,  his perfectly straight and white teeth. My heart ached at the thought of him. I was sure that he would look different by now. Sixth grade was a long time ago. I opened my silver laptop and checked my school page. An essay on the history of Nascar was due by the end of the month. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up. I politely smiled, thinking that someone might need directions,  and my smile was met by those beautiful golden eyes. "Are you Alexandria Carmicheall?" he asked casually as I closed my laptop. I nodded, "Zander?" I asked even though I knew the answer. He smiled and walked around the seats until he was in front of me. I set my laptop in the seat beside me and he grabbed my arm, jerking me into his embrace. He hugged me tightly and didn't care if I squeaked, which I did,  "I haven't seen you in forever. I've missed you so much. Oh, by the way, is it okay if I stay at your house while I'm here? I had to cancel my hotel stay." I nodded, trying to free myself. He released me and grabbed his rolling backpack, turning slightly to look at me. Something in his eyes....there was some emotion in his eyes I've not ever seen there before. It both excited and frightened me. I picked up my silver laptop and walked past him. He slapped my butt, hard, causing me to jump and nearly drop my laptop while I squeaked in surprise. I turned to look at him, confusion playing my mind, and he smiled wider. His eyes traveled my body, not missing a single inch and making me a little....antsy. I looked down to size myself up and I didn't see anything worthy of an eye raking. I shook my head and turned around and led Zander to my parked, black Mustang GT. We got in it and I started the engine, closing my eyes slightly at the sputtering noise of the horsepower. I put the gear in reverse and backed us up quickly and easily. We were half way ti my house when Zander let his hands venture. I flinched slightly at the feel of his hand on my hip and confronted him, "Zander, hands off. I'm trying to drive." His hand slid lower and onto my thigh, "So...you're saying that I can't while you drive. You just gave me permission to...." I didn't understand what he meant. I think he could tell because he chuckled slightly, "You understand?" I shook my head. He continued, "Then I'll give you an example." He, unexpectedly, leaned and slid his and to where it rushed past ny inner thigh and cupped me....there. I gasped at the feel and suddeness of his movement, "Stop. You shouldn't-can't touch me there." He squeezed me, enough for a strange feeling to come over me. I accidentally groaned and swerved slightly. I slammed my foot on the breakes, causing Zander to freak out and let go to grab the dashboard. His smile was gone, replaced with a frown, "Okay okay." Disappointment played his eyes. So he actually wanted...to...with me. My blush that I was trying to hide crept up my cheeks and stayed there. He..wanted..me.