Attraction

Chapter 7

Pablo looked so pissed and I am not sure why but his angry stare was strangely turning me on. It has been a week since everything happened at my parents' house so I never expected to see him here, or every again for that matter. Damian took me out of my head, "Hey babe, do you know him? Want to go sit down?".

I could have sworn Pablo's eye twitched when Damian called me "babe" but I was go used to it I never minded, until today. I didn't know what to do. Pablo was just staring at us which was making Damian worry because Pablo looked like a crazed person. So, I did what I thought would deescalate the situation, I turned to Damian, "Let's go sit back down.", and we were heading back to the table. I swear a heard someone growl around me but I just pushed the thought aside.

When we got back to the table, I didn't see Pablo anymore which is a good thing. It's a coincidence he was here as the same time as me. My girls and the guys were still dancing the night away. They didn't even see it sit back down. Anyways, Damian asked me if I knew who we was and told him he looked like one of my dad's friends. I didn't exactly lie but didn't tell him the whole truth. He was like, "well damn! Get me his info, he was H-O-T!!", he giggled into my ear. I just rolled my eyes because he always went for the straight guys hoping to turn them guy. Little didn't he know Pablo was a full heterosexual man, he was a man's man.

Time passed by since we sat down and I no longer saw him but I didn't feel someone starting at me. I couldn't see anyone actually starting but I just felt it. I brushed it off because then I had a couple drinks and thought it was just the alcohol. I was feeling a little tipsy but I knew my limit so I wasn't too worried. Damian and I went back to the dance floor to dance. Everything was going well until I felt the need to pee bad. So I told Damian where I was going and headed to the restrooms. Luckily, there was no line so when I went right into a stall and did my business. When I got out, I went to wash my dance and noticed a pair of angry eyes staring at me through the mirror.

"What the fuck Pablo? What are you doing here? It's the women's restroom!", I angrily whispered at him hoping no one was in the stall. I turned to face him but he was too fast. He had me pinned against the sink. He was breathing fast because he was angry but I don't know why. I did absolute nothing wrong because I am not his, and I am single.

"My sweet Adrianna, do you think you can grind your sweet ass on that guy?", he whispered in my ear which caused shivered through my body, "After I told you, you were mine to have. Only MINE,". He started nibbling on my ear but kept his hand on my waist. "You have no idea how hard I had to fight not to push him off you and beating the shit out of him for even touching you. Who is he? I thought you weren't seeing anyone.", he almost yelled.

I just looked at him, my body betraying my brain because I knew I shouldn't find him so hot but I held my ground and whispered, "I am not yours." And his hands tightened on my hips, "Who he is, is none of your damn business!"

He didn't expect me to fight him off so when I pushed him he was off balance. I took the opportunity to head for the door but before I got out, I told him the biggest lie, "I was hoping to get lucky tonight! Hoping he can show me what a man is!" Then I heard the growling again, it came from Pablo who looked like he was about to come after me so I ran back to my table.

I must have looked worried because Damian came up to me asking me if I was okay. I told him I was just trying to get away from some creep who wouldn't take no as an answer. Damian looked mad but I told him not to worry about it. I continued with my night like nothing happened but still looking for Pablo, knowing he hadn't left. I can feel his stare on me. It was almost 2am so the girls and I decided to head home. The guys were going to the gay bar across the street hoping to find some guys, which didn't surprise me.

Maria and Denise left together in a taxi since they lived closer together. I was waiting for my taxi when I knew Pablo was standing behind me.

"What happened to getting lucky babe?" he questioned me. He grabbed my elbow and was taking me with him to his car. I brain wanted me to fight back but my body full of arousal I wanted to know what happens. He brought to the passenger side and sat me in the seat and leaned into me, "Ready for the fuck of your life?" he whispered and my breath hitched. He closed the door and made his way around the driver side.

He started the engine and starting driving. After a couple minutes, I noticed he was headed to the outskirts of the city. I started worrying and getting paranoid. This guy is going to kill me and no one will know who he is because I didn't tell anyone about him and how amazingly he made me come in my parent's house.

"We're going to my house." he gently said as he placed one hand on my thigh. He just have sensed my nerves because he had no reason to share that information with me because I didn't ask. I let out a huge breath knowing I possibly wasn't going to die tonight. But the nerves made me think straight, my brain knew I should be going home so I turned and looked at him, "I want to go home. Please take me.", I told him. He squeezed him hand on my thigh.

"Oh, I will be taking you. Just not home", he smirked as he continued driving.

Fucking shit. My heart starting pounding I swear he could hear it. What did I get myself into? Part of me wants this but the other part know I will easily get attached to him and I don't want that.

The car ride to his place felt eternal but it was only a 30-minute ride. When the car stopped, I was brought back to reality. Pablo opened the door and gave me his hand. I took it and we just headed into his phone. As soon as we made it inside, Pablo pushed me against the door and gave me a breath-taking kiss. His hands gripped my face as if I was going to move. He pulled back and breathlessly said, "You don't know how much I wanted to do that. After seeing you with some other guy, I had to touch you." His voice angered when he mentions Damian.

He moved us to his living room and sat us on the couch and put me on his lap. I tried get off and sit beside him but he gripped my hips. I looked at him and he just shook his head and proceeded to ask me, "Who was the guy you were dancing so explicitly with tonight?" he asked in a serious voice.

"He is Damian", I responded, just staring at him.

"And what is Damian to you?" he questioned back.

I was considering lying to him but I was so tired. I think it was almost 3 in the morning. I just wanted to sleep. Lazily, I answered him, "Damian is just a dance partner and".

I put my head on his shoulder and yawned, "And he is gay." And just closed my eyes.

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The bed felt so soft and comfortable. I didn't want to get up because it was so comfy but I was so thirsty. When I opened my eyes, I noticed I wasn't in my bedroom. I tensed trying to remember and then it all came back. Pablo. His house. His questions. And me falling asleep on his lap. Dammit. I also noticed I wasn't wearing my dress which worried me because I wasn't wearing a bra or panties. Did Pablo undress me? Where are my clothes? Good thing I wasn't completely naked. Looks like he put me in a large t-shirt of his.

I was alone in the room but my purse was in the nightstand beside the bed. I grabbed it and ordered a taxi. It was 6am in the morning. Oh god, it's way too early to be up. But I jumped out of the bed and looked of my dress and shoes. I found them on a small couch close to the door. I quickly put on the dress and decided against the shoes because the clicking noise will be loud. I wanted to sneak out of here quietly.

My phone ringed saying my taxi was close. Lucky me. I opened the doors and looked both ways. No one was there so I quietly tried to find my way to the front. I found stairs going down. I groaned because this meant Pablo probably had to carry my fat ass. Ugh. I'll relish on that later now I just want to get the hell out of here.

When I got to the bottom of the stairs, everything started to look more familiar. As I was heading to the door, I heard someone's muffled voice coming from behind me. Shit. When I opened the front door, I turned to see Pablo turning the corner on his phone. He quickly hung up and looked upset I was leaving. I ran for it to the front and the taxi just pulled up. I got inside quickly and told the driver to hurry.

As the taxi was leaving the property, I looked back to see Pablo staring at the taxi leave. From what I can tell, he didn't look too happy. When is this man every happy? Seriously, I swear he is always mad.

The car ride home I wondered what would have happened if I hadn't fallen asleep. Would I still be a virgin?