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Athens
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Lex is nowhere to be seen when I get home, so I decide to text her now before I forget later on that I won’t be home early.
Going out. Not sure when I’ll be back,I text her and then add,Love you,before pressing send.
I then head into the kitchen and make a mug of steaming coffee before going into my room and spending the next hour reading some poetry and then browsing through class notes on my Macbook.
When I glance at my watch again it’s already twenty minutes past eight and I remember that Hudson is picking me up at 9, so I quickly get into the shower and lather my body down with a soft, moisturizing, honey scrub that leaves me feeling and smelling like heaven.
I pat myself dry and use cookies and cream-scented body butter before spraying a lavender perfume with sweet notes. It’s French and I won’t even try pronouncing it. Lex is always buying new body products that I can’t keep up with her anymore, but I’m glad that I have her because I finally have a reason to smell enticing.
I have the task of choosing something casual to wear while trying not to look like I’m trying too hard. Classy-casual? I scrunch my nose as I push each piece of my clothing aside on the rail.
What am I going to wear?
If I spoke to my mom daily, I feel like I would ask her for advice, especially because fashion is her thing. Speaking of my mom, I pause my search for clothes and quickly grab my phone before heading to Instagram. And there she was active. Active and sharing selfies of a few of her bitch-circle-friends’ daughters, to her Instagram stories.
It’s not that I hate her for being who she is—a wannabe socialite who doesn’t know her age—but I desperately wished that she would have projected those praises on me instead of looking to give it to other girls my age who already drain the world for fucking attention. Rolling my eyes, I throw my phone on my bed and dive right back into my pile of clothes on the floor.
I eventually settle on a pair of light wash denim jeans that are cuffed around the ankles and a sexy but casual black camisole with a cute fringe lining the lowcut neckline. Simple but chic for a date out. My phone buzzes and I check to see Hudson’s name light up on my screen which tells me he’s already outside.
I’m all done, so I lock up the apartment and take the elevator. It shakes a little too much on the way down and I stay very still wondering if it’s going to stall or go completely down like in all those horror movies.
It’s the one thing I hate about the building.
The car finally comes to an abrupt stop and when the doors slide open, I quickly make my way out of there and head outside.
Hudson is waiting beside his Mustang in a pair of dark navy blue jeans with a black AC/DC t-shirt that spreads nicely across his wide chest.
“Hey,” I say, going over to him.
He reaches out to me and jerks me against him, before slightly lifting me off the ground and kissing me hard. He makes me feel wanted and sexy when he kisses me like this. The taste on his warm tongue is cool cherries as he nibbles on my bottom lip and sucks my tongue into his mouth.
My hands splay across his very firm chest and I can get a hint of a cool vanilla cologne that makes him smell pleasantly delicious. If we weren’t in the streets right now, I’d probably be on top of him already.
His palms squeeze my ass and I squeal as he eases me down and when my feet touch the ground, our lips break apart. I feel slightly dizzy and breathless from the kiss.
“Hey, baby,” he says, before planting a kiss on my forehead.
Is it just me or is he being really nice today?Well, I’m certainly not going to complain. I want things to go smoothly tonight.
He opens the door for me and I get in before he closes the door and paces around to his side.
Hudson closes his door and turns the key in the ignition. The car rumbles to life and as he pulls out onto the streets, Hudson places his left hand on my thigh.
“How was your day?” he asks, picking up speed as we head into the lazy stream of traffic.
“Good. I started work at my internship today,” I tell him. “How was your day?”
He looks over at me and I can’t really tell what he’s thinking, especially when he has that blank expression. “My day was fine. Not very productive, but fine. What internship? You never tell me about that before.”
“What did you do?” I ask. “My dad sent me a few internship recommendations and I got accepted at one of the publishing houses. Gulliver Books, they’re relatively new. I never get to tell you because there was so much that happened in between.”
“That’s nice. I always knew you were a smartass with a very sexy ass. My professor was being a pain in my ass today and then I had to deal with my dad and a bunch of cunt—”
