your mother poisons you
At 8 pm sharp Chase was standing in front of his sports car. After I received an I'm here text I went to the main road to find him in a polo tee and slacks with his formal shoes on. I was wearing a red dress with red heels which coincidently matched his car.
“hey beautiful.” He said and walked towards me. Our lips crashed but after only a few seconds we parted.
“your parents and security have left already your mom surprisingly asked me to wait for you and get you.” He said with a raised eyebrow that asked ‘why?’ and I groaned
“she knows there might be something more going between us.”
“of course she does. Not even professional like us can hide that from her graze.” He smiled and opened the car door.
“oh please I know you looked like that towards me deliberately.”
“yep.” He smirked and shut my door while getting into the driving seat, he leaned towards me and gave me a quick peck, all my anger and sass immediately left my body.
We drove in silence towards his house and when we entered the gate of the manor it was honestly the first time I was going into that side of the town. It was like when NYC west-siders go to east side for the first time. I can’t believe Chase has a whole race track in his backyard. Like damn.
“so what’s the game plan, give me intel what will be asked today?”
“nothing to us hopefully, we’re gonna chill in the other room while the parents vibe.”
“replace the other room to your bedroom and we can negotiate how I tell my father about us.”
“your dad doesn’t scare me.”
“well if he doesn’t I'm sure yours does and they will add pressure of knowing the future of the gangs. My dad also might kill-“
“fine we will chill in my room.” He said defeated and I smiled in victory
“I'm going to snoop.” I stated and walked out of the car, as soon as I reached the door I was greeted by the staff and was directed towards the dinning room where all the parents were seated with Chase right behind me. I gave my parents a nod and walked inside the room.
“hello Mr. Dicanto. how are you feeling after yesterday.” I asked walking towards him to shake his hand.
“I'm alright, happy to be alive.” He said laughing
“that’s good to hear.”
“well we’re not gonna force you to stay here and listen to us reminisce about old times, so Chase go give this beautiful lady a house tour. And if you want call your friends and have fun you can.” He said and Chase nodded towards the door.
As soon as I turned to step out Chase’s hand landed on my back to guide me towards the door, out of habit. And we both froze for a milli second. Fuck. This idiot. We played it along praying my mom wouldn’t tell my dad why a guy was okay touching his daughter without verbal consent.
We entered his room on the second floor and as soon as the door shut behind us Chase pushed me against it. His hands resting on either side of my face.
“did I tell you, you look extremely desirable tonight?” he asked licking his lips
“nope must have slipped your mind” I said and ducked from his arm cage to look around his room.
“damn it killer let me distract you.” He said pulling me back and twisting my arm
“absolutely not, I already texted the girls group chat to come meet me here and they will be there in 20. So I get 20 minutes to snoop. Get away from me or there will be blood.” I said freeing my arm.
“now you're just talking dirty to me.” He mumbles and sat on the bed like a grumpy 5 year old.
His room was like every other guys room. A bed in the middle, wooden flooring white blackout automated curtains, he has pictures of his family and friends stuck on the wall. I went over to his desk on the right side of the floor length windows, his laptop was on it and I glanced at him before going towards it to open it, he was stalking my every move.
“killer, what are you doing.” He said slowly, teasingly
“nothing!” I said faking innocence.
“you cannot open my laptop don’t even try.” He scolded
“ok fine.” I gave up the movement towards his laptop, but a small compartment in his desk caught my eye. It was easily miss able and it did have a small lock. I looked back at Chase and pointed at it. He sighed and tossed me a small key to it from his bedside table.