Mia Lake

I can't stop thinking about him. The way he held my hand, the way he protected me tonight. It's late at night and I can't sleep. The memories keep playing in my head.
I sit back up in my bed.

I'm doing everything I shouldn't be doing. I want to see him again.

And before I know it, I'm grabbing my keys, slipping on my shoes, and heading out the door. I don't know what I'm doing, or why I'm doing it.

I make my way to his house. When I finally reach his door the guards don't let me in right away. I ask them to bring Alex.

Two minutes later he opens the door. What am I doing here? What do I even say? I can't turn back now.

"Mia? What are you doing here?" He asks looking like he hasn't been sleeping for days.

I shake my head. "I...I came to say thank you...for protecting me today." Is all I can come up with.

"At this hour?" He says a small smile playing on his lips.
I nod.

There's a long pause. Neither of us saying anything.

"You shouldn't be here Mia." He says looking down this time.

"Why?" I ask suddenly feeling bolder. I know exactly why I shouldn't be here. It's wrong in every way. Because I know, were about to do something stupid.

"You have a boyfriend. And you're my sisters best friend." He says.

I flinch at that. Oh right, he doesn't know about my fake relationship with Austin.

"Austin...he's not my boyfriend. It's not...real." I admit. Alex eyes shoot up to me again.
He's studying me, like he's trying to figure me out.

"He's not?" He asks again to make sure he heard me right. I don't know why but I smile, shaking my head.

"No." I whisper.

His hand shoots out, grabbing me by the waistband of my pants. He pulls me toward him, hard. And my body crashes against his, my breath catching in my throat.

"I'm going to ask again." He says, his eyes searching mine. "Why are you here?"

"I...I don't know." I say.

"I think I do." He says pulling me inside and closing the door. "You look beautiful tonight." He whispers making me blush. Since when was he this nice to me?

"Are you flirting with me?" I ask unsure of what this is.

A slow smirk. "For two years now, thanks for noticing." He says.

I open my mouth to say something, anything, but before I can his lips crash against mine.

The kiss is hungry, almost violent in its intensity. Like we've been holding it back for too long. His mouth moves against mine with a desperation that matches my own. I can't breathe, can't think. I can only feel, his hands, his lips, his body pressing into mine like he's afraid I'll disappear.

I need to pull away. I told myself I wouldn't do this. He's a dangerous man, with a life I do not want. But as his tongue slips into my mouth, tangling with mine, I forget about it all.

I kiss him back just as hard. My hands fisting in his hair, pulling him closer. The taste of him, the feel of his skin under my fingertips, it's like I've been starving. And he's the only thing that can satisfy this hunger.
He picks me up and I hook my legs around him.

I push back slightly, taking a moment to breathe. "We end this today. After tonight, it's over. No more." I say out of breath.

This is a one time thing. It's just something we have to do, to move on. It's just the attraction, I tell myself.

He nods. "One night." He whispers. "Nothing more."

Don't worry guys I won't leave you here this time... ;)