The Girl With The Red Lips (Book #1 in "The Girl" series)

chapter two

With my head on the pillow, my chest rising up and down, the blankets tangled in between my legs and my frizzy hair sticking against my face I eventually managed to sit up on the soft bed with Trevor laying next to me.

"Wow you surely don't waste any time huh?" He joked.

"I would waste time but I'm hungry and it's like two so it's past my normal brunch time anyways." I remarked.

"Normal brunch time?" He mumbled.

I picked up my broken stockings from the marbled floor and stared at them for a while before deciding to just slip on my skirt and shirt without them.

I ignored his smart comment as I stood up from the bed with wobbly legs and went to grab my shoes by the entrance.

"Careful there stilts you don't wanna fall and hurt that beautiful face of yours now do you?" He smirked, leaned against the wall without a shirt on, just his boxers hung low on his waist.

"Shut up."

I slipped on the black pumps and when I stood up Trevor was coming out of the room, ruffling his hair in the hottest way I've ever seen.

"Are we leaving now?" I asked rudely, closing my purse.

"Wow you really don't waste time." He grabbed his keys from the counter and headed for the door.

"I could've opened it myself." I retorted.

"Sorry I'm a gentleman?"

We hopped in the car and began driving.

After a few minutes of silence curiosity got the best of me and I just had to ask, "Where the hell are you taking me?"

"You'll see." He winked but continued driving.

"Wha-"

"So tell me about yourself Harper. You said you're seventeen and you were at Collins Law firm- what were you doing there?" He interrupted.

I paused before deciding to tell him, "Visiting my father."

"Oh. Who's your father?"

"David." I mumbled.

"As in David...Collins?" He asked, turning to me when we reached a couple of people crossing the street.

"Yup." I shuffled with my hands on my lap in an uncomfortable manner and looked out the window.

"You're a Collins. How did I not know? Oh my god your father is going to kill me!"

"Why would he kill you?" I chuckled.

"I slept with my employers seventeen year old daughter!"

"Okay and? A lot of people have." I said causally.

It took me a minute to understand what I said fully so I stopped and stared at Trevor.

"T-that's not- not what I meant- I- gosh I just made myself sound like a whore! I- I mean..." I sighed, "He knows a lot of people that have..."

"I get it. And I'm not judging. High school's fun." He shrugged.

I placed my head in between my hands, "I can't believe I just said that." I muttered.

"I just said I don't judge." He put his hand on my shoulder for reassurance.

"I- ugh." I laughed, "So where are you taking me?"

"You really are impatient huh?" He chuckled, "We're almost there. But like I said, tell me about yourself, Harper."

"What do you wanna know?"