Starburst (25 page)

“You
are very malicious, but guess what? I’m still not giving in.”

“Okay,”
she said and pulled the covers down to the top of her hips, exposing only her
breast. His mouth started to water as he watched her slide her hand beneath the
covers. She moaned and closed her eyes as he watched her arm moving, doing what
he knew she was doing, and his own parts were reacting out of control. Trevas
watched the covers move up and down and tried to move the covers down more, but
she stopped him, and held them over her with her free hand.

“Uh-uh,”
she said with narrowed eyes. “You’re not cracking, remember?”

“But
you cheat.”

“I
don’t think so. There are no rules, so it’s not cheating without rules being
placed.”

Alley
moaned again and arched her back, and he was giving in. He didn’t care if he
lost anymore. He would give the evil little princess her way if it meant he
would have his way with her.

Alley
meant to just tease him and she wasn’t really planning on finishing without him,
but the more she penetrated herself, knowing that he was watching, enjoying the
show, the closer she got to igniting. Her breathing picked up when the speed of
her hand picked up, and she too was ready to give up, he could win, and she didn’t
care anymore.

“Awe
fuck Trevas, I forfeit,” she called out getting closer wanting him inside her.

“Don’t
stop baby,” he pleaded and removed the covers and his shorts. He moved between
her legs and waited for the finally so that he could enter her.

“Fuck…fuck…”
she called, and with one more loud, erotic and lustful moan, he knew she was
there and pushed himself deep into her causing another moan. “Wait,” she tried,
putting her hands on his chest to stop him, needing a second to come down.
Trevas couldn’t wait, and moved forcefully into her deep and hard, and it was
over way too soon. He was breathing with the pace of her breaths. 

Trevas
kissed her long and passionate, and he didn’t think he could possibly love
anyone as much as he loved her. “You have got to be the hottest evil princess
on earth,” he told her to her lips, and she smiled on his.

“Yeah
but I lost, so now you can rub it in and say that you’re stronger than I am.”

“You
didn’t lose. I cracked as soon as you took your shit off.”

“I
love you,” she whispered to his lips, and she meant it. She didn’t think it was
possible to love anyone as much as she loved him and she knew he felt the same
way, she could feel it in every part of her being.

Alley
fell asleep with a smile, snuggled up to his warm body and Trevas held her
tight loving the feel of her just as much.

Alley
woke to her phone ringing and looked at the clock reading seven thirty in the
morning.

“Dad,
what?” she answered, agitated.

“Come
downstairs,” he demanded.

“What?
Why? Where are you?”

“Downstairs,
I would have come up there, but I was afraid of what I would open the door to.”

“Well
that was smart on your part. What do you want?”

“Will
you just get your skinny ass down here?”

Alley
groaned. “Trevas get up. My dad is here.” She shook him, trying to wake him and
got up, getting dressed.

“You
go,” he said rolling over to his stomach, pulling the pillow over his head.

Alley
shook her head in disgust but left him to find out why her dad was there so
early and what he wanted.

“This
better be important,” she demanded as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail,
descending the steps.

“It
is, you’re mother and I talked about having a graduation party for you, but we
decided you would hate us, and probably not come if we did.”

“Good
thinking,” she replied.

“So
I thought about what I could do to make you realize how proud of you that I am,
and the only thing I could come up with is outside.”

Alley
looked at him in a peculiar way. “What did you do?”

“Come
on,” he exclaimed, sounding way too excited for this time of morning.

“What
do you think?” Fletcher asked, with his hands palm up, directing her eyes to
the new pearl white Acura ZDX, with red trim.

“You
bought me a car?” Alley asked, more puzzled than excited, mainly over the fact
that he was blowing up her phone the night before because she was home alone,
and now today he shows up with a car? She pressed her lips together and twisted
her mouth, trying to keep from spatting off something about being bipolar. She
walked down the concrete steps to the sporty looking SUV.

It
was a beautiful car, and she loved the black leather seats, trimmed in thin red
lines. The dash was sleek, and it felt like it wrapped around you as she sat in
the driver’s seat. Fletcher got in on the passenger side with a ridiculously
huge grin. Alley started it up, and the dash came alive with soft neon blue
lights. She turned on the radio and looked at her dad when she cranked it up to
see what kind of sound it had, and it was incredible.

“You
would be excited about that,” he stated, still carrying a big smile.

“Dad,
I can’t believe you did this. You trust me with a car?”

“I’m
not sure about that yet. I prefer Trevas, your mom or me to be with you for a
little while, but I’m getting there,” he admitted.

Alley
wasn’t sure why but she was super excited about her new ride. She reached over
and gave him a big hug.

“Thanks
dad. Does mom know about this?”

“Not
really, she is going to be pretty pissed at me, this was her idea, she wanted
to buy you a new car.”

“Well
that is between you and her, but I love this car.”

“I’m
glad you like it. I have to go honey,” he told her looking out the window at
Simon, looking down at his watch, letting him know that they were on a
schedule. “Please drive safe and know your boundaries. I don’t want to see you
in the tabloids in this car.”

“I
Promise, thanks again dad.”

Alley
was sitting on the couch reading when Trevas finally came down about an hour
later.

“Good
morning,” he said with a wink, and she got up and kissed him.

“I
made you coffee,” she told him and followed him to the kitchen.

“Good,
coffee is just what I need.”

Trevas
took a cup from the cabinet and poured a cup of coffee. He took a drink and
spit it in the sink.

“What’s
wrong?” Alley asked.

“Did
you use a coffee filter?” he asked, rinsing the grounds from his mouth with
water from the sink.

“A
what?” Alley asked, and Trevas laughed.

He
opened the basket, and although most of the grounds were in the pot there were
still quite a bit in the basket. “How much coffee did you use?”

“I
don’t know. I just filled up the basket.”

“Come
here,” he demanded with a smile.

He
took her in his arms, and kissed her and then pulled her tight. “I love you Ms.
Alley.”

“I
love you too, but something tells me that you don’t want me to make coffee for
you anymore.”

“No,
please don’t make me coffee,” he laughed, and kissed her again before letting
her go so that he could make coffee.

“What
did your dad want so early?” he asked, rinsing the pot, the basket and his
mouth again.

“Wait
until you start the coffee and I will show you.”

“Show
me what?”

Alley
tilted her head, and he knew that meant for him to finish what he was doing and
wait.

“Okay
show me now,” he said, drying his hands on a dishtowel.

He
followed Alley out to the driveway and wasn’t sure what to say.

“He
bought you a car?”

“Yes,
for graduation.”

“He
bought you a car?” he asked again in disbelief.

“Yes
Trevas, he bought me a car. Did you not hear me the first time?”

“Why?”

“I
just told you, he bought it for me for a graduation present.”

“Where
are you going to go in it?”

“I
don’t know,” she replied, sounding a little annoyed. “Wherever I want I guess.”

“I
don’t like it.”

“You
don’t like the car?”

“No,
the car is sweet as hell. I don’t like you owning it.”

“What
is that supposed to mean?”

“Why
would he buy you a car? He was calling me freaking out because you were home
alone last night and he goes and buys you a car?”

“Fuck
you Trevas,” Alley yelled, with a frown. “You think I need a fucking babysitter
to drive a car?” she asked, getting madder, but knowing her dad felt the same
way because he told her that he didn’t want her driving it by herself for a
while.

“Yes
I do think you need a babysitter. If you didn’t sneak into clubs and get in
cars with strangers, maybe I wouldn’t think that.”

Alley
twisted her mouth and let out a loud growl, turned and started back in the
house when Trevas grabbed her

“I’m
sorry, I just worry about you. Will you take me for a ride?”

“No,
you’re not putting one ass cheek in my car,” she pouted, and he laughed at her.

“I
said I was sorry. You can’t be mad at me for worrying about you. You know as
well as I do trouble seems to find you.”

“Not
when you’re around,” she told him, and started to wrap her arms around him but
he stopped her because he didn’t want any pictures of the two of them, and
waved his hand toward the door, directing her to go back inside.

“Do
you want to drive it to Arvin today and visit my grandparents?” he asked,
pouring coffee.

“Yeah,
that sounds like a good idea.”

Trevas
got in the passenger seat, and they both buckled up. Alley had to turn the
stereo up blaring Katy Perry so that he could hear the base and he smiled,
shaking his head. They got into town, and Trevas knew he had made a big
mistake. She had to hit her brakes to keep from rear-ending a bus. He had to yell
at her to stop for a red light and then she almost side swiped a taxi when she
cut in front of him.

“Jesus
Christ Alley,” he yelled, grabbing the dash, and she whipped the car to the
curb causing traffic to honk at her.

“Now
what the hell are you doing?” he asked.

“I’m
done,” she said, and opened her door, but slammed it back, laughing when it
almost got ripped off by passing taxi.

“Oh,
that was real funny,” he stated, not finding the humor.

“Scoot
your seat back,” she demanded, and he did, hoping she was handing the driving
over to him.

She
straddled him and parted his lips with her tongue, forcing it into his mouth as
she held onto his face and pressed her breast against him. “You drive,” she
said, and moved to let him slide over.

“My
pleasure,” he responded, moving to the driver seat.

Trevas
pulled his phone from his pocket and answered it.

“Are
you crazy?” was how he answered, when he saw that it was Fletcher.

“Probably,”
he replied. “I just wanted to make sure you were going to be around today so
that she didn’t take off by herself.”

“Yeah
we are taking it to visit my grandparents. Have you ever ridden with her?” he
asked, and Alley punched him.

“No,
I can’t say that I have.”

“You
should have bought her freaking tank,” he demanded, and Alley punched him
again.

“That’s
it, get the hell out of my car,” she demanded.

“I
have to go Fletcher, Alley is throwing me out of her car,” he said amused at
her.

Fletcher
laughed and was happy that his daughter was so happy, even if he didn’t like
the idea of Trevas being with her. He knew that he liked Trevas, and he knew
that he made his daughter happy, he just wasn’t ready to except the fact that
she was in love with him.

Trevas
spent the weekend with Alley, and Peyton returned home on Sunday. Peyton and
Trevas made some kind of Italian dish together, and Alley sat at the bar and
watched or read.

“Hey
mom, can Trevas’s mom stay with us this week?” Alley asked, and Trevas dropped
the spoon he was holding in an irritated manner, causing it to clang against
the glass plate.

“Alley,
stop doing that,” he demanded, angrily at her.

“Absolutely,
your mom can stay here Trevas. I would love that,” Peyton told him.

“What?
You don’t want your mom to stay here?” Alley asked.

“I
don’t know, maybe, but you could at least consult with me before you go making
plans that concern me. Why do you have to say things in front of your parents
before you talk to me first?”

Alley
shrugged both her shoulders, “because I knew you wouldn’t say no to my mom,”
she stated.

“Oh,
I can say no to your mother, don’t you worry about that,” he spoke, not
speaking about the same thing and Peyton shook her head, remembering her
request.

“Trevas
I would love for your mom to stay with us, we have plenty of room.”

“I
will mention to her,” he replied, but knew she would be ecstatic to stay at
Peyton Paxton’s house, besides there was no room for Alley at his place, and he
really wasn’t looking forward to her not being in his bed.

*****

James
came over again Sunday night, and Peyton left with him later in the morning.
Trevas and Alley sat on the couch with coffee.

“What
time are you getting your mom?” Alley wanted to know, moving closer to him, and
he raised his arm for her.

“Not
till three, but I have some things I need to go do before that. Do you want to
ride along?” Trevas answered, and kind of hoped she would just stick around the
house, wanting to go to the gym before running his errands.

Alley
thought for a minute before answering, “Do you mind if I don’t go?”

“No,
not at all, I should only be gone a couple of hours.”

Trevas
was no sooner gone when Alley was pacing the floor. She kept looking out at her
new SUV parked in the drive, and was trying to tell herself to stay home. She
knew Trevas would be furious with her if she left. I wouldn’t be gone that long,
she decided and picked up her cellphone to text a friend.

“You
around?” She text to the name, Alfie.

She
waited five minutes for a reply. “Hey stranger, yeah I’m at Lakes, stop in,
we’re closed so just knock.”

“See
you in twenty,” she replied, and ran upstairs to throw on a pair of too short
shorts and a skimpy tank top with spaghetti straps and no bra.

She
rushed out to her car and noticed right away the black car following behind
her. She took a couple alleys to make sure it really was following her, and
sure enough it was. She took a zip up hoodie from her backpack and pulled it
on, covering her head with the hood, and added a pair of dark sunglasses. She
pulled up to the curb of a shady little tattoo shop, with a homemade sign above
the door that read, ‘Lake’s Creations.’

Alley
knocked on the door, keeping her head down from the camera that she knew was
taking her picture, and the young man, probably a couple years older than her
opened it and then locked it back.

Alfie
stood up from the chair he was sitting in, getting another tattoo to join the
many that he already had.

They
shook hands with some kind of gangster handshake, and then bumped shoulders.

“I
thought you fell off the earth,” he stated, sitting back in the chair.

“Just
trying to stay out of trouble,” she replied, and then did the same handshake
with Alfie’s girlfriend.

“How
ya doing Frankie?” she asked, the girl wearing all black with piercings in her
eyebrow, nose and bottom lip, also with an abundant amount of tattoos.

“Good,
just getting ready to burn one.”

“Fire
it up,” she stated, happy to see her long lost friends.

Alley
had met these guys a couple years back. They were the ones that she got busted
drinking beer with on the beach, and although she never really hung out with
them, she did meet up with them to buy weed. She liked them both, and even the
guy that they called Lake, who was doing the tattoo, was pretty cool. 

Alley
passed the joint around to the other three companions, and they sat around and
talked. Lake opened a bottle of Sambuca liquor and passed it to her.

“No
man, I gotta go,” she told him putting her hand up, wanting to get what she
came after, and get out of there before Trevas realized she had left.

“Come
on, one drink,” Frankie said taking it from Lake.