Did you ever feel so embarrassed that you just want the mother earth to listen to you and take you with her on the spot? Well that's how I feel right now. I look behind me and watch Christy giving me a sympathetic farewell... Traitor!
"Richards" I bet he's amused with how speechless I'm right now.
"Harrington, shall we?"
"What?" my brain is still giving me 105 ways through which I could have handled last five minutes.
"Well, you see as much as I like to stand here and discuss with you how handsome I am and express my pleasure on how ecstatic I am to hear that you feel that way about me 'as you said', I suggest we take it somewhere private" all the while he's wearing his cocky grin.
"what?" I don't understand why is he smiling again?
"wow, you really don't have another word in your dictionary"
"I'm sorry, what?" Can you please me? I'm just trying to understand what has happened here so far but it's like my brain has just stopped working altogether.
"ok! Let's go". he takes my hand and starts walking toward his car when my brain comes to life. Well good morning.
"wait wait wait... where are we going?"
"oh! So now she's talking" He says without looking at me and still holding my hand while moving forward.
I try to free my hand but he just tightens his hold and opens the door for me.
"ladies first" he smiles at me.
I sit on the passenger seat while he closes my door and moves towards the other side and slides into the car with such perfection that he is. He looks at me for a few seconds and sighs... okay... He suddenly moves towards me and starts doing my seat belt.
"heyhey...hey...I got it" I try to sink back in my seat to avoid his touch but he doesn't listen and does it for me. His fingers lightly graze the underside of my breast and I feel a rush of electricity in my body making both of our eyes widen in surprise. Although, he recovers quickly and slides back into his seat and apologizes while pursuing his lips.
"Just relax and we'll be there in no time" he starts the engine.
"But where are we going?" I ask him just to know if he's going to murder me on the way... I mean... he'd be honest about it right?
"To my house" and all I'm thinking about is how the hell did I get myself into it.