𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Chapter 9 : Vinnie (Vincent)

She makes being a gentleman so hard. I speed up more just to feel her hold me tighter. When coming up to a red light I gently grab her leg to make sire she was comfortable; I tightened my grip over her thigh as I felt her squeeze her thighs together at my touch. "Am I too cold."
"A little,but it's okay."
I let go of her thigh as I begin to let go of the throttle and look down at my phone to make sure I'm going the right way. I notice her lean her head on my shoulder and her grip loosen around my waist. I drove the rest of the way with one hand directing and the other holding her in place to make sure she doesn't slide while resting.

Her house seemed fairly big, and had a concrete pathway surrounded by pebbles leading to her front door. I turned back to see sleepy Eva behind me. I tapped her side at hopes not to startle her.
"Eva we're here."
She sits up slowly while grabbing my hand ad though she were a lost child asking for help.
"Let my help you with that"I flip up the visor revealing her brown teary eyes.
"My keys are in my skirts right pocket and my room is the one upstairs down the hall to the left."she said wistfully while opening her arms for me to pick her up.
"I thought I was just a strange biker boy you just met. Letting me in your bedroom on the first day, so brave of you."
"Shut up..." she muttered as I got off my bike shifting her into my arms.

Closing the bedroom door behind us I lay Eva onto the bed and held her head and placed it on the pillow. Before attempting to wake her up again I shifted to the end of her bed , surrounded by her pure while laced canopy which draped her bed, I trailed her ankles with my finger tips. She lay there like a doll while I unbuckled her shoes and placed them beside her bed.
"Eva"
She let out a groan before kicking my chest whilst rubbing her eyes.
"What."
"I dropped you home and carried you to bed. Are you not going to say thank you"
"Thank you" she forced out in a moody tone whilst pushing herself up against her pillows.
"Can you open my second drawer on my vanity and take out my makeup wipes..." "please."
I grin and let out a sigh before standing up and getting her wipes. I take a couple wipes out the packet as she looks at me mindlessly.
"Don't worry I've got it" I reassured her as I sat beside her and gently held her face. She smelt sweet, like cherries, as I leaned towards her face and pressed the cold wipe against her cloudy skin. Her mouth fell open and her duvet balled in the palms of her hands as she fidgeted under my touch.
"Close your mouth doll I can see you drooling" I tease her flattered by her reaction to my touch.
"I am not drooling you idiot. And do not call me doll!" Her tone squeaky and argumentative. I move her bangs out the way in order to wipe her forehead; thats when I noticed the mark. She looked up at me as if to beg me not to ask about it, so I gave her a slow blink before placing all the used wipes on her bedside table.
"You have freckles?"my question seeming more like a statement as I couldn't stop the upbeat motion of my face when noticing her features.A star. She reminds me of a little shiny star.
"Shut up."
"I'm not making fun,I find them cute." Was the last think I said to her before standing up from her bed and fixing my clothes.
"Is there anything else you need before I get going?"
"No, I'm just going to rest for now."
"Okay." I say while grabbing my helmet and gloves from her desk and making my way to the door.
"Thank you" she says causing me to turn around just to get one more look at her.
"You're welcome. I'll be back for my jacket so expect me at any time doll."
"Don't call me doll!"
"But you're so fragile looking when you're tired. Like a doll." I say as I close her bedroom door behind me.

Eva's bedroom inspo: