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“Forget it. You don’t need to answer that. I already know.”
“Why do you say that?” I was curious as to why he thought I was a virgin, not that I was going to tell him anything now.
“I knew the minute I started kissing you.”
“I kiss like a virgin?”
“Yep.”
“And how does a virgin kiss?”
“You know, timid. Not knowing what to do with your tongue and not a lot of feeling, as if you don’t know how to react.” What? Now I was pissed. How dare he say that?
“Maybe I just didn’t want to be kissed. Did you ever think of that?”
“No. I don’t think that’s it.”
“You’re pretty sure of yourself.”
He shrugged. “I’ve been with a lot of women. You’ve seen me around the club. Women go out with me because of my reputation. You knew that.”
I did. Only because Asher had told me, but I wasn’t about to tell Alex that. “I do now.” I couldn’t believe he was actually admitting to being a man whore.
“Oh come on, Melody. You knew what I wanted. You’ve been flirting and flaunting yourself at my dick ever since the first time our eyes locked. I’ve wanted you for a while now. We can fuck right here. I’ve heard it’s very erotic in the back of a limo.”
I blinked at the gauche way he’d said, “fuck.” It wasn’t sexy, not the way it was when Asher said it. “You’re unbelievable.”
“So, what do you say? Are we going to fuck or not?”
I was shocked at this man sitting beside me. What happened to the nice, kind guy I’d started the evening with? I shook my head. I was too dumbfounded to answer.
“So, you are a virgin?” He grinned. “It’s okay, you don’t need to be embarrassed.”
I was appalled at how he’d mistaken my stunned stare for embarrassment.
“Everyone starts out that way. It’s not like a disease or anything. You can tell me.”
I finally found my voice. “You know what, Alex? I’m not even going to dignify that with a response. It’s something you’ll never find out.” I had really wanted Asher to be wrong about Alex. “The concert was great. Thanks again for taking me, but now, I think you should just take me home.” I inched away from him toward the corner of the leather bench seat. If I could have gone farther, I would have. I clutched my coat tightly closed in my fist and held it there.
“Suit yourself.” He knocked on the barrier between the driver and us, and I watched the window slide open. “You can head back to North Beach.”
“Will do,” the driver said, and the window went back up.
“I had you pegged wrong, Mel. But you don’t need to be afraid. Loosen up. I’m not going to force myself on you. I may like a variety of women, but I’m not a creep.”
That was a matter of opinion. However, relief coated my mind that he wouldn’t force me to do something I didn’t want to do, but I couldn’t relax. I wouldn’t until I was back in my own apartment. Alone.
When we pulled up to my building, I reached for the door handle, but Alex was already on it. He opened the door for me, and I stepped out of the limo.
“Mel.” I turned toward him. He’d stayed inside, sitting on the seat. “No hard feelings. Okay?”
I nodded and went inside. I tiptoed up the stairs, not wanting Asher to hear me come home. I didn’t want him to know he’d been right about Alex all along. To my relief, I managed to get inside without him noticing. I slipped out of my coat and headed to my room. The apartment was dark, and I left it that way, finding my way to my room by the moonlight. Erica must have either been out or she had gone to bed already. I took off my clothes and hung them over a chair. I was too tired to be neat. I slipped into my purple, comfy pajama pants and pulled out a plain white t-shirt from my drawer, shrugging it over my head as I stepped into the bathroom. I washed my face and as I rubbed the towel across it to dry it, I eyed my birth control pills. Shit. I still hadn’t taken the one from the morning so I popped one in my mouth and swallowed it. I’d skipped before, and my period had remained very minuscule, to the point of being non-existent, so I wasn’t concerned about being a little late taking it this time.
I hopped into bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. There was a chill in the air, not only outside but also in my head as I thought about all the time I’d wasted thinking Alex was something to get excited about. I stared at the ceiling. I still couldn’t believe how awful the evening had ended. I never wanted to see Alex Clayton again, except I knew I would. I knew he’d be back in the club, flaunting the next bimbo on his arm, but at least I hadn’t given him what he’d wanted. I had no reason to concern myself with the way he acted going forward. I grabbed my phone to see if I had any missed calls. Not one. I was glad Asher hadn’t tried to call me. I turned my phone off so I wouldn’t hear it ring in the morning. I did not want to get up at six o’clock. I’m sure that was just Asher’s way of saying I’d better be home and not at Alex’s. Well, he needn’t worry about that. If he couldn’t call me in the morning, I was sure he’d take the hint and go without me. He’d never knock on the door that early knowing that he might wake up Erica.
