You + Me and Whatever in Between

3

It was beginning to sprinkle when he was walking me to the parking lot. The short walk gave us time to ask us the simplistic questions. Hometown, favorites. It wasn't until he got on the topic of my family I started to feel myself shutting down. "Well, I come from a small family at first. It was just my dad and I." I smiled at the thought of my dad before he was the face of America. How he would chase me around our two bedroom house. "Then once I got older maybe 13 he married someone and had two kids with her."

He nodded his head. "You like your step-mom?"

I scoffed slightly. "She's one hell of a woman." Literally. "What about your family?"

The smile increased. "Bastards but they're my bastards. Parents have been married 15 years and they produced 5 kids including yours truly." He bowed and added a wink

"Seems nice." By then we had standing at my car for about 10 minutes. He wouldn't stop talking.

"Very much so."

The silence was comfortable both of us just staring at each other. Until I noticed there was no car left in the parking lot other than myself and Fran. "Where's your car?"

"Oh, I don't live to far so I catch the bus usually."

"Well how far do you stay?"

"34th and Evergreen."

"Ah, the bougie neighborhood. Well get it I'll take you home."

"Hey no, it's okay. I can wait for the bus."

"Next bus doesn't run until 11 it's 9:50 right now. Just get in. Scared I'll kill you?"

"Only way you could kill me would be with those looks." Another wink came my way and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

He got in the car and started the route to his house. It was so quiet besides Whitney Huston playing in the background. He was bobbing his head and myself slightly humming. Pulling up at the house I noticed how large it was. "Do you still live with your family?"

"No, this is all me."

I nodded my head but damn all I could think of was how impressive this was. He was not much older than me even if he was older. A hottie and hustler. Husband material.

"Come in." His voice interrupted my trance.

"Excuse me?"

"Ven a mi casa." A smirk was forming on his face and although everything in my body was screaming don't do this. You just met him. My brain fixed my lips to to say. "Okay."

The walk to the door was interesting. My heart was pounding. Hands were clammy. It's not like I haven't been with a guy it's just nobody and I mean nobody wanted to the screw the president's daughter. He opened it and the inside was beautiful. Marble floor a chandelier. It was beautiful.

"Nice place you got here." I chuckled.

"Thanks. My mom designed it for me. It was specifically for my sister Adeline but she didn't want it so I took it." I took more time to look around. The staircase looked as if it was polished every day. "My room is up the stairs on the right. First door."

I stood there and looked at him. "Sir, are you trying to have sex with me?"

"Get up those stairs and find out."

Shit. Don't have to tell me twice.