The Love of My Bully

“It’s not like it’s my fault. They yelled at me that I’m thick and stupid. A lot more not-so-nice words. I don’t think I can take this.”

“Then don’t.”

“I need this job.”

“I could pay you.”

“To do what?”

Drake smiled. “Well, I hate to say it.”

“Stop it, Drake. I’m not interested.”

“I’m just saying. It could be interesting. You know, me paying you for certain services.”

“I’m not a whore. I appreciate you think I’m worth paying for. I must be a damn good kisser.”

“I can’t wait to get your hands on my dick.”

“You had to go straight to the gutter. I need to get off now.”

Drake chuckled.

“Seriously, how old are you?”

“Old enough to know I want to take you out tonight after work.”

“Tonight?”

“If you’ve got plans with fuckface, cancel them.”

“That’s really rude.”

“It’s the truth and he’s not more important than me. Are you rolling your eyes at me?”

“No, of course not.”

“You lied to me.”

“I’ve got to go now. I’ve got customers waiting.”

“You’re lying to me again.”

She burst out laughing. “I’m not lying to you. Not even a little bit, but it would serve you right. I’ve got customers. Bye, Drake.”

He hung up the phone and smiled, actually, a full-mouth smile.

Chapter Fourteen

Dinner date

Blowing Sean off was way easier than Pru expected it to be. He already had plans and was going to cancel on her, which she did feel sucked a lot, but at the same time, it meant she was free to spend time with Drake.

She couldn’t believe spending time and Drake were in the same sentence.

Fluffing out her hair, she made her way downstairs just as the bell rang. Drake stood on the other side, in jeans and a crisp, white shirt. He looked, sexy, in control, and even though he was dressed in casual clothes, he looked wealthy.

“Well, well, well, you clean up nice.”

She’d gone for a plain white summer dress. Her mother had picked it out of a second-hand store and washed all the stains out of it. It was a rather nice-fitting dress. She gave a little twirl, and Drake whistled again.

“Will it do?” she asked. Nerves hit her hard and she hated feeling anything but confident around Drake. She didn’t want him to think she wasn’t capable, which was crazy.

“I don’t know, you have to give me another little twirl,” he said.

Holding her hands out, she turned around so he could look at her. “Well?” She dropped her hands down.

“Your ass looks so hot and full.”

“You always go to the gutter. Always.”

She let out a squeal as he suddenly held her. “You love it, admit it.”

“I don’t know what I do and don’t love yet.” She nibbled her lip. “Where are we going, anyway?”

“Out.”

“You’re not going to give anything away?”

“Not yet. It’s all going to be a surprise.”

“I’m not sure if I like surprises.”

“You’ll love mine. Don’t worry about everything so much. You need to learn to relax. Take a breath and trust me.”

“Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, but first, I want you to have this.” He stepped out and bent down. When he stood, he held a single red rose in his hands. “This is for you.”

“Thank you. I should go and put it in a vase.”

“No, you’re going to hold it for tonight. We’ve got to keep to our conditions, and you can’t let anyone else see it. This is all for you.” He stroked some hair behind her ear.

“It’s beautiful.” She put her hand on his chest and kissed him. He’d even taken off all the thorns so she wouldn’t cut herself. Who would do that? Only someone who gave a shit, that was who.

“Look, if you want to remain a virgin past tonight, we’re going to have to go.”

She rolled her eyes. “Not everything leads to sex.”

“It does for me, and I’m practicing being the perfect gentleman for you.”

“You’re so sweet.”

“I know, I plan to knock your socks off with just how fucking amazing I can be.” He moved aside, giving her room to pass him.

She closed and locked the door, following him to his car. He placed a hand on her back as they walked. She wondered who was watching them. If there were people twitching their curtains, nosey to see what was going on between her and Drake.

Drake opened the door and she climbed inside. The rose caught her attention. It was a really sweet gesture. She took another sniff and the subtle floral scent was so nice. The leather of the interior of the car smelled a little overwhelming, on the other hand.

He climbed into the passenger side and started the car.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“You’ll see.”

“You do seem to like being a mystery.”

“Do you mind me being that way?” he asked.

“Not at all. I rather like it.”

“This is going to be weird, you know?”

“What is?”

“When we head back to school. My friends are already riding my ass, wondering what’s wrong with me.”