by Blue Saffire
I tapped my foot against the leg of the desk. I sat at ready to explode if the time didn’t hurry up. All I could think about was kissing Lorenzo last night. I wanted to see him and kiss him again.
Just as I thought I’d burst my phone started to buzz in my hand. I opened the text before someone noticed. At the same time the bell rung.
Thank goodness, the bell was two minutes fast. I grabbed my bag and ran for the door. I looked at my phone to read the message.
Can’t wait to see you.
I smiled, picking up the pace. I started to run through the hall. I didn’t even try to find Angie. I would call her later.
I pushed my way out of the front doors of the school and ran down the steps. That’s when I saw him. Lorenzo was leaning against the red Maserati I drove the night before. When he saw me coming, he stood up and opened his arms for me to run into them.
I threw myself into them, wrapping my arms around his neck. Without thinking, I pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back and I could feel the smile stretched across his lips.
I pulled away to see his face, wanting to look into those amazing eyes. It was like his eyes were smiling at me. He brushed my hair from my face, tucking some behind my ear.
“Hey Beautiful,” he said, as he kissed my nose.
I couldn’t help but giggle. I was so happy. My boyfriend was here to see me.
“Hey,” I replied.
Lorenzo turned to open the driver’s side door. “I thought you might want some more practice,” he said and winked.
I kissed him on the cheek, handing him my school bag and hopping in the car. Lorenzo walked around to the passenger side and opened the door. He placed my school bag in the back seat before getting in.
As I fixed the mirrors, I felt him watching me. I went to fasten my seatbelt, but Lorenzo bent down to kiss me. I was a little surprised. It was so sweet and gentle. Before I could fully register the moment, he pulled away.
“I missed you,” he whispered softly.
I reached over and kissed that horrid bruise on his face. “Me too. I love you,” I said coyly.
He winked and ran his fingers through my hair. “Let’s get out of here.”
I buckled my seat belt. “Okay.” I was ready to go anywhere with him.
As I looked in the mirror to pull off, I saw Angie and Aunt Joann standing on the curb looking as if they lost control of the bottom portion of their jaws. I rolled down my window to wave, and pulled off. Angie would be ringing my phone off the hook later, I knew it for sure. Lorenzo reached toward the stereo to turn off the music he was listening to. He looked over to me.
“So where do you want to go ‘til we have to meet your father? We have loads of time,” he said, after a few minutes of staring at me.
He was right. I had been heading in the direction that would have taken me home, but now I wasn’t sure I wanted to go there. I knew Maria wasn’t there waiting for me. I was with Lorenzo, so there was no need to rush to my room to call him.
Then it hit me. Home was exactly where I wanted to go. I wanted to be alone with him. Home would be the perfect place to be alone.
Sandra and the rest of the staff would be lost in their work somewhere in the house. It would be just Lorenzo and me. I grinned at my new thoughts, as I pulled up to the next light. I turned to look at him.
“Let’s go to my house,” I suggested.
He raised an eyebrow at that and then laughed. “Okay, if that’s what you want,” he replied.
Lorenzo fell back into the seat and closed his eyes. I couldn’t believe how relaxed he was with me driving. This was one of his favorite cars. He wasn’t even concerned enough to keep his eyes opened.
I was surprised at how easily I found my way home. I was proud of myself. I buzzed the gate and someone inside let me in.
I drove up to the house and parked right out front. Lorenzo opened his door to get out, grabbing my school bag out of the back seat. Then, he came around the car to my door to let me out.
I was still fumbling in the mirror, by the time he held the door opened. He stood outside sarcastically whistling to himself. I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the car.
He grabbed my hand to lace his fingers into mine after closing the door behind me. We entered the house, but I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go from there. I certainly didn’t not want to get us lost in this place.
Lorenzo stood, watching me as I thought. I started to become a little nervous. When I began to show my confusion, he raised my hand to kiss it.
“We can go somewhere else if you want,” he thoughtfully suggested.
I shook my head. “No, that’s not it. It’s a little embarrassing, but I still don’t really know my way around here much. I don’t want to get us lost.
“I think I know my way to the game room, but then it’s always hard to find your way back up. I know my way to my room and the kitchen, sad to say,” I thought out loud.
He smiled. “Either one of those would be fine with me,” he teased.
I thought about that for a minute, and made my decision. I was both sleepy and hungry, so he had a real point. I pointed for him to drop my school bag by the bench at the front door. I pulled him along to the kitchen and I headed for the fridge. I grabbed a yogurt and bottled water.
“You want something?” I asked as I turned to him.
He cracked a wicked grin and whispered in my ear, “you.”
I wrinkled my nose at him. “Anything else, we have water, fruit, cereal, I could make you a sandwich,” I offered.
He grabbed the water out of my hand. “Thank you,” he laughed, as he opened the water and started to drink it.
I throw a playful elbow at his side, before retrieving another water for myself. He turned to head for the table, but I tugged at his arm, shaking my head, no. I grabbed a spoon from the counter and walked out of the kitchen.
I turned to make sure he was following me. Lorenzo stood in the same place with a curious look on his face. I winked at him and gestured with my head for him to follow. I turned and headed for my room.
Opening the door to my room and went inside. I put my phone on my desk and I walked over to the little sofa, kicking off my shoes. It suddenly dawned on me, I was wearing my hideous school uniform. I motioned for him to sit on the sofa as I raced for the bathroom.
“The remotes are under the TV. Make yourself at home. I’ll be right back,” I called over my shoulder.
I walked through the bathroom to the closet. I opened my yogurt and shoveled it in my mouth. Decided to finish it and brush my teeth before reentering my room.
I placed the water on a shelf and stood in the closet trying to figure out what to change into. I stripped out of my uniform shirt as a walked through the closet. I grabbed a yellow tank and pulled it on.
I searched for the yellow spandex pants I knew I brought. I finally found them replacing my uniform skirt for them. I searched again and I found the shear white peasant top I wanted.
I grabbed a pair of brown riding boots and tucked them under my arm. After retrieving my water, I entered the bathroom again. I peeked out to see Lorenzo lying across the sofa with his head back and the TV watching him.
I giggled to myself as I closed the door. I brushed my teeth, then pulled the front of my hair back off my face into a barrette, letting the back flow free. It was still straight from yesterday. I got out the lip gloss I wore last night and put some on.
I finished off my water and made sure to tinkle before I went back into the room. I washed my hands, while taking one more look in the mirror. I tucked the boots back under my arm and exited the bathroom.
Lorenzo still had his eyes closed as I entered the room. I placed my boots on the floor, then I climbed quietly into his lap. He slowly lifted his head and opened his eyes.
“Hey, Beautiful,” he whispered sleepily.
He looked tired. I reached for his face. “Sorry, did you sleep at all last night? You look so tired,” I asked worried.
He
wrapped his arms around me then put his head back again. “Don’t worry. Just give me a few minutes. Come here,” he said as he reached to pull my face to his.
He kissed me, then shifted our weight so we were both comfortable. He let out a deep yawn. I couldn’t help but copy. I put my head on his shoulder and before I know it, we were both sleep.
I woke up to him playing in my hair. I lifted my head quickly to make sure I wasn’t drooling all over him. Thank goodness, I wasn’t. That would’ve been embarrassing.
“Hey, Beautiful. Did I wake you?”
I sat up to wipe at my face and brushed my clothes. “No. Am I heavy? Do you want me to move?”
He grabbed for my waist and held me tightly to him. “Don’t you move,” he growled playfully.
I looked at the clock, wondering how long I had been sleep. It was only eleven thirty that wasn’t so bad. We still had time. We’d only taken a catnap. I did have to go to the bathroom again though. I wasn’t sure if my nap gave me morning breath, so I gently pulled away.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” I said and stood up, as his arms released me.
I used the bathroom and checked the mirror again before brushing my teeth for the second time. I put on more lip gloss and brushed at my hair. When I opened the door, Lorenzo stood to the side of it.
“May I use your bathroom?” he asked.
I stepped out. “Sure.” I was so excited to have him here with me.
As he went in the bathroom, I noticed my cell phone was on my desk buzzing. I went over to it and saw I had five messages. All from Angie.
I opened them and scanned them quickly. I laughed so hard as I read them, I hadn’t noticed Lorenzo come out of the bathroom. Not until I felt him lock his arms around me.
I wondered, could he feel the crazy energy I felt when he was so close to me. It was like electricity. It was driving me mad.
He put his face in my hair. “What’s so funny?” he quizzed.
I could smell that I wasn’t the only one concerned about morning breath. He must have used my toothpaste. That made me laugh more.
“Angie, she’s having a fit that I drove your car. She wants to know if it was a gift from you,” I answered.
Lorenzo laughed. “You should tell her yes, but you don’t like the color. Tell her we’re taking it back for a new one today.”
“That’s not nice. I think it will be funnier not answer her at all,” I laughed.
I put the phone down and turned around to face him. “So, what do you want to do? We have a few hours left,” I asked.
He just looked at me, as if thinking about something. I waited patiently, not knowing what was going through his mind. He let out a sigh.
“I’m not sure I want to stay here alone with you, especially not given your choice of outfit.” He released me to step back and take another look, then shook his head. “Nope, not a good idea. Would you like to go driving some more? Chris is in the mall, he has been texting me all morning to come meet him.”
I was so annoyed. No, I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to be alone with him. I looked down at my outfit, then back at him and frowned.
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? You don’t like it?” I accused.
“Oh, no, I love it. That’s the problem. Have you looked in a mirror?”
“Yes, I think it looks cute. Why would loving it be a problem?” I asked and understood the answer the moment I asked.
“Victoria, need you ask things you know the answer to? To tell the truth, maybe the mall isn’t a good idea either,” he answered as he took my arm and spun me around.
“Oh, please, you’re sounding like my father. Besides, I could change, but I don’t think it will help. The body will still be the same. You need to get used to it,” I charged.
He frowned a little, pulling me into his arms to sway me. He kissed my forehead, squeezing my waist lightly. His frown deepened, as he muttered something under his breath.
“Tell me about it. Okay, so then the mall it is. I’d rather fight off your admirers than fight you off,” he chuckled.
I throw a punch at his stomach, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me in closer. “If I knew you could behave, we could stay,” he said while moving in to kiss me.
I kissed him back, not wanting to miss the opportunity to be this close. He was so gentle as we kissed. Using his lips to teach mine.
I think I am doing it right. My thoughts were confirmed when with he moaned a little, causing me to smile. Yes, I was.
I bit at his lower lip lightly, before sucking on it. The gesture seemed to make the energy between us increase. He pulled his lip free and returned the move, causing me to lose all my senses.
I slid my hands under his t-shirt running my hands from his stomach to his chest. His muscles were so tight and the skin felt nice and smooth. I reached up on my toes to get closer to him and kissed his neck.
In the same nonchalant manner from last night, he stood there just watching me and playing in my hair. It made me feel like I was doing something wrong. Lorenzo smiled, but I felt so inexperienced.
Lorenzo took his hand and traced it down my side, stopping right at my hip. Still calm, still observing me. This made me angry and self-conscious. I wanted to know how to keep him interested. I thought about the things he did that made me feel good.
I reached for his hair, stretching up further on my toes and licked at his neck. That caught his attention. He grabbed at my hips and turned his face back to me. This time he kissed me with more force.
I couldn’t help the moan that poured from my lips as I arched my back into him. I placed my free hand on his back and pulled him to me. I tried to concentrate on what else would make him happy. Then it hit me.
“Ti amo, Lorenzo.” I whispered.
I heard him growl, my name ripping from his chest. “Victoria.”
Yes, that was what I wanted. He did know I was touching him. He couldn’t ignore me now. He grabbed my hair and kissed at my neck. Then, he whispered in my ear.
“We’re leaving. You definitely don’t know how to behave,” he chuckled.
Oh man, is he serious? “I wouldn’t have to go to such extremes if you’d stop ignoring me. If I don’t know what I’m doing or you don’t like it, tell me. Don’t ignore me, that makes me so angry,” I hissed at him.
A puzzled expression covered his face. “When did I ignore you, Baby?”
“You stand there just looking at me and playing in my hair when I kiss you. You did it last night too. What is that?” I demanded.
He roared out a laugh. “Victoria, I’m so far from ignoring you. I like watching you. You have no clue, you are doing everything very right,” he said seductively.
I thought about that for a minute. “So why are we leaving?” I asked.
He looked me in the eyes. “To keep me from teaching you way too much. What you need, Baby, not what you want. Put your shoes on,” he ordered.
He walked over to lean up against my bedpost, watching as I stomped over to my riding boots. I shove my feet into them and zipped them up. I snatched up my phone and my purse, then stomped out of the room.
Lorenzo followed me downstairs and out to the car. He handed me the key and I got in without waiting for him to open the door. When he got in the car he pecked me on the cheek.
“You’re so cute when you’re angry,” he chuckled.
I put the car in gear, not waiting for him to buckle up. “Which way to the mall,” I grumbled.
When we got to the mall, Chris was already waiting in the parking lot. He was standing next to a black Jaguar. I came to a stop just before him and went to get out of the car.
“Victoria, park the car,” Lorenzo huffed.
“You do it,” I shook my head.
“Stop being afraid to park. You’re an excellent driver now park the car,” he insisted, almost in a growl. “Just pull in next to Chris.”
We were going to have to do something about the tempers in this relationship, before someo
ne gets hurt. When Chris saw Lorenzo get out of the passenger side, his face twisted in disbelief and curiosity. I popped out of the car, not waiting for Lorenzo again. Only this time, he made it to close the door behind me.
Chris eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw I was the driver. His eyes flickered between the two of us repeatedly. Lorenzo placed his hand on the small of my back and lead me over to where Chris stood.
I waved as I walked up to him. He still looked in shock. Lorenzo chuckled and introduced me.
“Chris this is Victoria, Victoria this is Chris. Chris, close your mouth and stop being rude,” Lorenzo laughed.
Chris shook his head. “Sorry, Victoria. It’s nice to meet you. How did you get him to let you drive that car, please tell me? We’ve been best friends our whole lives and he won’t let me near it,” Chris said, baffled.
“Nice to meet you too, Chris, but I don’t know if I can help you there,” I replied.
Lorenzo laughed. “Chris, I would question our friendship, among many other things if you were able to do what she did to drive that car,” Lorenzo replied. I looked at Lorenzo, puzzled. He only laughed and pecked me on the nose.
“Never mind, I’ll just get my own,” Chris grumbled and make a sick looking face.
Lorenzo laughed harder, as he held my hand. We were waiting for Matt and Angie to pull into the parking lot. I’d pulled over on the way here to text Angie and asked her to come meet me. Matt was at her house, so they were on their way.
After only a few minutes, Matt’s Escalade pull into the parking lot. Angie looked cute as she stepped out of the truck, dressed in a grey halter-top and a black mini skirt and silver sandals.
“Thanks, but you have a lot of spilling to do later,” Angie whispered in my ear, as she hugged me.
Matt walked over and gave Lorenzo one of those pat on the back, handshakes and gave Chris a nod. He walked over to me, reaching out to playfully mush me.
“What’s up, princess? Do I need an appointment to get a call from you these days?” he said sarcastically.
I frowned at him. “No, you drive. Why haven’t you come to see me?”
“Too much drama,” he shrugged. “You okay?”