bite marks l.h (hiatus)

chapter 0.9

//with her sweetened breath and her tongue so mean, she's the Angel of small death and the codeine scene\\

{kylie's pov}
I regretted leaving my friends at the restaurant by themselves, but they were out of line. Just because they didn't like Luke because of his darker image, didn't mean they had a right say rude things in front of him. Luke had given me light, something I hadn't had in a long time.

Luke and I got on his bike, ready to leave the restaurant when Luke stalled.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, worried about what Imogen said to him.

"Let's just ride, Kylie. Let's just ride for the night. Let me show you some of the things that you never thought was real," Luke asked with a look in eyes I hadn't seen before. His eyes looked brighter than normal in the dim light of the street lamp.

"Where are we going?" I say smiling at him.

He smirks at me, probably knowing on the inside I had no idea what I was doing.

"Anywhere you wanna go, princess."

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I had no idea where we were going or if Luke even had a destination in mind, but I did know that the night air felt chilling, but refreshing. My hands were wrapped around his waist. I could see his face as he rode into the night, his lip between his teeth.

We pulled into a gas station and Luke killed the engine. We had stopped at my place before we actually left. Luke told me we we're just going to drive around the city going to local places he knew.

"Babe, do you want to change from that outfit you put on for your friends?" Luke asks smirking.

"It's like you read my mind," I wink. "I'll be right back, babe." He nodded and I walked into the musky bathroom of the small gas station. Maybe Luke was a bad influence on me, but maybe he was right. Maybe I needed a little danger in my life.

Walking into one of the stalls, I strip from my floral maxi dress and throw into my bag, pulling out my black skinny jeans that are ripped at the knee, Luke's long cut-out blink shirt that he never took home, and some black pumps. I walked out of the stall and applied some red lipstick because Luke told me he liked it on me the first night we met. The mirror was cracked and smudged, but it worked okay.

I walked out of the bathroom to see Luke sitting on his bike, cigarette inbetween his lips and his jacket hanging off his shoulders nicely. I walked towards him, smiling when he saw me coming.

"I see you still have my shirt, Ky," Luke looked me up and down. "I think I'm becoming a bad influence on you, princess because you look so hot right now, not like your typical good girl aroma. I have to say I enjoy them both very much."

I chuckled walking over to him, putting my leg between his and leaning down to kiss him.

I got on the back of his Harley, once again wrapping my arms around him. "Why don't we get a hotel room for the night? Instead of driving all they way back. It's already 2 am and we've been driving for a long time," I ask him before we pull out.

"Sounds good to me, hold on," he says and peels out of the gas station parking lot.

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"We'd like a room please? Just one bed," Luke asks the hotel clerk, winking at me. The man behind the desk gives Luke a weird look and our room key and we go up to our room. He unlocks the door, standing aside to let me through.

"Uh, Luke I don't have any night clothes?" I ask.

"Just sleep in your bra and panties, princess," he says grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him. "Or better yet, nothing at all."

I blush and walk into the bathroom stripping out of my clothes except for my underwear and bra. I walk out just a Luke takes off his shirt showing off his long, pale torso. He spots me as he unzips his pants. Once he is only in his boxers he motions for me to get into bed. I climb in pulling the covers over Luke and I.

He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. He takes a drag and exhales before looking at me, looking at him with admiration.

"You want to try one, princess?" He asks me. I shake my head no, vigorously. "Why not? I bet it'd be so hot," he smirks.

"...okay," I say finally, he hands me his cigarette and let's me take a drag. I coughed a few times at first, but soon got used to the taste and smoke. I hand him his cigarette and he's staring at me with a lustful look, just as he's about to kiss me his phone rings.

"What do you want, Alec?" He asks harshly. I could hear bits and pieces of what the man on the other side was saying, but not enough to know he was talking about.

"What do you mean? Who was it?" Luke asks confused, but impatient. This time I heard what the man on the other line said. He said a name, Jax Monroe.

"Fuck," Luke says before hanging up, looking at me and taking another drag of his cigarette.

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Chapter 9 already!! Wow wow wow! I really hope you love reading the chapters as much as I love writing them! Keep commenting and voting!