Into the Darkness

“Wait, back the fuck up… That is your bike?” Lex asked even more stunned than before. I’m sure he could’ve jizzed right there and then. I had never seen this side of Lex and I was loving every second of it.

“Yes, Lex, these are both my toys. Now can we please go? Elijah, do you want to take the bike?”

“I thought you'd never ask.” His eyes lit up and immediately he placed the helmet on and grabbed a jacket and the spare helmet I got back from Rocky.

“What’s wrong? You wanna play with my toys too?” I joked as Lex stood there. He broke out of his trance and tried to snatch the keys from me. “I’ll let you drive on one condition?” I offered.

“What's that?” he asked excitedly.

My heart was racing, wondering if I even had the balls to say how I felt but I surprised myself. What the fuck was I doing? I had no idea. I was taking the biggest leap of fucking faith, free-falling again praying that down below that safety net was waiting for me or maybe I wouldn’t need one. Maybe this is what it was like to rely on fate.

“This weekend, you and me…” I whispered in his ear. “Nothing’s off limits.”

It was no longer the cars that shocked him, it was my words. His face broke out into a smile before he leaned in and planted the softest kiss on my lips. I wanted to preserve this moment, much like a first kiss it warmed my heart, made my stomach flutter and everything I had wished for was falling into place.

“I missed you,” he said.

I held my keys before him and watched him take them from me. I was trusting him, not just with my car, but with my heart. I sighed because I knew there was no turning back. And I knew what I had to do once I returned to the City.

Chapter 28

Lex

The warm breeze filtered through the car as we opened the windows enjoying the drive down the freeway. Charlotte's display of toys left me speechless. When she said she had a car I expected a little bright colored girly piece of plastic with fluffy dice hanging from the rearview mirror, but no, parked in front of me was a Maserati. A fucking goddamn Maserati MC stradale for Christ’s sakes. The exact model I was trying to get my hands on a year ago but was told it was no longer available, not that I needed another car for my garage but I wanted this one. Fuck was I shocked.

On top of that, I was still trying to register what she had said. “This weekend, you and me… Nothing’s off limits.?

?? HOLY FUCK. So this meant we were on. My brain was all over the place but no matter what exactly she meant, I was happy. I couldn’t have asked for more at that moment so I told her I missed her because I fucking did and then I cupped her face and kissed her. She tasted like perfection and watching her smile that way in front of me sent that warm fuzzy feeling straight to my dick via my heart. Adriana and Elijah were standing there, leaning on the bike watching us all googly-eyed. Adriana looked like she was about to cry.

It was Saturday night and the traffic was scarce. We would make it there in an hour and a half, especially the way I was driving. Adriana and Elijah were taking their time, something about the scenic route. I refused to ask questions. When anyone took the “scenic route” it was because they were stopping off somewhere to get laid.

“So Mr. Edwards, how’s the drive?” Charlotte teased as she connected her iPod to the auxiliary port and pressed play. It was Bon Jovi. One of my favorite bands. If that didn’t bring back memories.

“Smooth,” I said, grinning. I mustered up the courage and asked her the question that had been nagging me since we were in the garage. “So tell me something, Miss Mason, how did you really get this car?”

She hesitated and it made me panic. No, this was Charlotte; she wasn’t that type of girl. Continuing to fiddle with the iPod, she finally answered me. I swear she was a fucking tease. “Lex, I’m a lawyer. I argue for a living. I went to the dealer knowing it was a limited production. I did my research and of course the salesman tried to take me for a ride. I told him I knew there was a black one left in the Beverly Hills showroom. I was willing to pay all shipment costs and of course full payment for the car. He kept going back and forth to his manager with lame excuses then I demanded to speak to his manager. I read the disclosure to him that where a car remains in another showroom, the dealer has full rights to sell that car to a customer provided all payments are received up front. Basically he didn’t think I was good for the money.”

“But how on Earth were you good for the money? I know how much this car is worth.” I was hoping I didn’t offend her. Her silent pauses were dragging out and I felt myself constantly on edge.

She laughed. “Well, I do make a nice living but I guess I learned how to invest well. I inherited some property and money from my grandmother when she passed away. I paid off my Harvard bills and put a deposit on my apartment. I became a bit obsessed with the stock market and it paid off. Bull’s and I went halfsies to open the firm. It really took off, more so than we expected, so my first present to myself was the bike, although sometimes you’d think it was Rocky’s. The car came as my twenty-fourth birthday present to myself. I never really had a twenty-first birthday, you know, with studying and stuff…” Trailing off, she stopped mid-sentence. “Anyway, I don’t have much time to go on holidays so I don’t spend much money. I guess it’s there for a rainy day.” She sighed.

It dawned on me that there was so much more about Charlotte I didn’t know. This weekend I was hoping to get to know her better, as well as getting my hands on her. I adjusted uncomfortably in my seat as mental images of her naked on the hood of the car flashed before me. I contemplated reaching over and fingering her tight pussy while I drove but the car was so precious, plus she was wearing jeans.

We spent the rest of the car ride talking about the stock market, strange I know, but she was interesting to talk to and she definitely knew her stuff. It was a little after nine when we arrived at the house and wow, what a house. It was huge, your typical Hamptons estate. Luscious green lawns surrounding the house were manicured to perfection. The beach sat in front of the property and towards the back was a massive Olympic-sized pool. Hidden in the corner amongst some ferns sat a Jacuzzi. Well I’ll be damned. We parked towards the rear of the property and grabbed our bags. The lights were on so I assumed that the others were still up. As we passed the pool area, I couldn’t help but point it out: “Nice Jacuzzi… I hope you brought your bikini, Miss Mason.”

Lingering by the door I pulled her into me and took her mouth again. All I wanted to do this weekend was kiss these beautiful lips. Oh, who am I kidding, I wanted to taste her pussy, fuck her in the pool, on the beach, up the ass, make her blow me…the list went on.

“I didn’t think we needed it in there.” She pulled away laughing as she entered the front door. Well fuck me.

I said hello to Rocky and did the friendliest greeting I could conjure up for Nikki. She did her usual grunt back, nothing that surprised me. I turned to look away, my attention focusing on Will and Charlotte. I understood why Charlotte was so in love with him, he was such a great kid, but it was the sight of her with him that captured me. His tiny arms wrapped around her neck and the way she held onto him. I was in awe. Imaging her with our child, what that would be like. She was so good with him and…wait, shit, did I say with our child? I shook my head trying to clear the thought, jumping the gun when she wasn’t even my girlfriend, yet.

“Will, we allowed you to wait for Charlie and Lex but now it’s bedtime,” Nikki scolded in a soft tone. It was a side to Nikki I had never seen before.

“Aww, Mom! Okay, but Cha Cha can you please read this awesome new book I got? It’s about a dinosaur that invades New York City,” he pleaded.

“Sounds…um…promising.” She laughed. Will grabbed her hand and said goodnight to all of us.

Twenty minutes later she emerged from Will’s room. I happened to be walking down the hall as she stepped out. She placed her fingers to her lips and low and behold there was a sound-asleep child holding onto his precious dinosaur book. “You’re really great with him, Charlotte,” I whispered as I took in the sight of this beautiful sleeping child. He looked so peaceful and content.