The Bad Boy and The Tomboy

Chapter 17: First Date

Willem's POV:

I was used to attention from the female population. On any given night, especially now with all the publicity because of the gang and the gossip of the town, I could have my pick of hundreds of scantily dressed, horny women of varying ages ready to do anything and everything I could dream up.

But I didn't want them because I wanted Logan. She, however, hadn't seemed interested in who wanted me, how many fight's I'd won, or how many finish lines I'd crossed before anyone else in the nine days.

She'd told me no and to all but go to hell, just like she had the rest of the guys. In fact, the only time I'd gotten anything more than a sassy comeback out of her was when she'd seen my new car that I bought with all the money I've won with the racing and the fighter; plus the night when I asked for a clean slate.

The black '69 Dodge Charger had piqued her interest, and I'd offer offered to give her a ride only if she went on a date with me. Reluctantly, she'd agreed, and I'm going to be sure to pull out all the stops, using one of my new good talents in hopes of impressing her, and maybe trying to scare her just a little, if I haven't already done that enough.

"Logan ready to go. The movie starts in fifteen minutes" I scream out the car. I sit back in seat covering my face in annoyance while I wait for her. Me, some of my guys, Nikki, and Logan were chilling by the end of the track after I was handed my winnings. The guys left to go drink, and Nikki is helping Logan get ready.

"Jeez shut up you're so impatient" She calls from the office. I roll my eyes, and look out the window. I stunned by how she looks.

"God damn woman." She was wearing a grey top that was so tight to her body it was like a second skin that stopped right above her midriff. She wore tight black jeans that were ripped in different spots along her long legs that were beautiful and naturally tanned. She wore the gangs classic black leather jacket with the crown and dagger insignia, Nikki's I presume. Her boots that came right below her knees were sexy as hell. Her black jewelry sparkled in the night light. She smirked at my little comment. "Get in woman we gotta movie to catch."

I flash her a smirk. She rolls her eyes, but no sassy comeback. I reach over to her seat to open the door. She climbs in and we head to the theater to watch a late night movie.

"Okay, When you said you were taking me to the movies," She began, "I didn't think you meant it was so we could sit in the back and throw popcorn at hipsters."

I smirked as we got into my car about an hour and half later, "But you had fun doing it."

"It was kinda fun," she admitted with a grin, and I couldn't help but stare at how happy she seemed with me, how I made her smile a little.

"Alright now get in and let me show you what I've picked up on the tracks" I said cracking my fingers as I sat behind the wheel of my beaut of a car. I was a little nervous to show her my new acquired skill with her right in the car, but Logan had thrown back her head and laughed as I swirled us into a complete one-eighty, drifted on two wheels, and broke speed limits that hadn't even been created yet.

She loved everything about it. The speed. The danger. She even asked me if I could teach her one day, and I promised I could.

"So where'd you want to go next?" I asked her as we pulled of the main road, "Tonight, the city or town really is yours."

She grinned at me a little, "Actually, I was hoping we could get out of the town. You did promise to show me how to drive like you do."

"And I'll make good on that promise," he assured her, "But I figured you'd want, you know, an actual date night before we jumped right into the fun part."