Sexy Love

by Michelle Leyland

  Chapter 1

  “What were you doing flirting with Starlet last night?” my older brother Carl asks me, still not looking happy about what happened at the party.

  “You know me,” I smile. I’m a total flirt so it’s nothing unusual.

  I met the new girl Starlet for the first time last night, and as soon as I laid eyes on her I knew I had to have her. She’s gorgeous. I love her long, naturally blonde hair with the light blue streaks in it; her beautiful green eyes and that sexy figure that’s slim but curvy in the right places.

  After a night of flirting and dancing, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. I wanted to kiss her so bad when she was doing her amazing dancing against me, but unfortunately Carl pulled me away with work emergency as an excuse. I think he let me take the work on purpose to get me away from her.

  “What’s the problem?” I ask. “I’m single and I’m guessing she is too.”

  “She’s here for training,” he reminds me, “not to get off with you.”

  “So you’re saying I’m not allowed to be with her? Just ‘cause we’ll be working together?”

  “I’d rather you didn’t. I don’t want you distracting her, and you have to stay focused on your work.”

  “So it’s not in the rules that I can’t?” I smirk.

  Carl sighs, “no, there isn’t really a rule against it,” he admits. “It’s just better to be avoided. You’re supposed to act professionally when you’re at work. Just concentrate on your job, okay?”

  “Okay,” I lie, knowing there’s no way he’s keeping me from Starlet.

  I go for lunch with my best friend Mick later and we walk over to the cafeteria, talking about last night.

  “So how did it go with that new chick, Romeo?”

  I smile. He always uses that nickname for me since I’m great at flirting and I’ve hardly been single since turning thirteen.

  “She’s amazin’. Definitely a ten,” I answer.

  A ten is the highest score on how hot a girl is, but I’ve got a feeling there’s way more to Starlet than just good looks. I guess I’ll have to wait and find out once we get to know each other better.

  “We had a great time dancing together,” I say and my skin tingles just thinking of dancing with her, “but my bro totally ruined it all by pulling me away on some emergency call.”

  “Man, that sucks. Couldn’t someone else have gone instead?”

  “I think he did it on purpose. He’s not happy with me distracting his trainees, so he wants me to stay out of the picture.”

  “So you’re saying he doesn’t want us to get involved with any girls here?”

  “Yeah, even though he admitted there are no rules against it.”

  “Maybe he’s jealous?” he suggests. “I mean, he hasn’t had a girlfriend yet, right?”

  “Yeah, but don’t tell anyone about that. He gets way too embarrassed.”

  “Maybe he doesn’t like seeing you always getting off with girls. He might even like that new girl. I saw him getting her a drink before you went off flirting with her.”

  I feel shocked finding this out, “Really?”

  He nods.

  “Do you mean he got her a drink as in hitting on her? Or just brought her a drink being polite?”

  He thinks about it, “I dunno. It was hard to tell.”

  “Whoa, that would be so weird if he did fancy her,” I say, thinking how much I’d hate if that happened. “I mean, he’s my bro! Imagine if Starlet became my girlfriend and he still fancied her!”

  “Yeah, that would be awkward. Plus he’d totally hate you for stealing her after making a move.”

  “I don’t think he does fancy her,” I say, thinking it over. “If Carl likes a girl he usually goes red and can’t talk. Besides, he’s too strict on work to get involved with one of his employees.”

  “I suppose you’re right. It would be even worse to get involved with someone if you’re their boss.”

  “You know Carl is way too busy to think about girls.”

  “So I guess you’re not going to back off?” Mick knows my rebel side too well.

  “No way,” I agree, grinning. “He can’t stop me having a love life. I’ll just have to keep it on the down low from him. I’m gonna send her flowers with my number on the tag, asking for a date.”

  “Cool. You’re always better than me with all that romantic stuff. I hope she accepts.”

  “I think she will. We hit it off last night and I can’t stop thinking about her.”

  He grins, “she must be special.”

  “She’s a dancer,” I tell him excitedly. “Did you see how hot her dance moves are?”

  “No, I was too busy talking with the other guys. Nice choice though.”

  “Totally. You know what they say about dancers, right?”

  “I guess you do?” he asks, knowing I’m the master at guy rules.

  “Dancers are always great in bed,” I say to him quietly.

  He smirks, “does she have any dancer friends she could set me up with?”

  “I could ask her,” I reply, feeling a little guilty. “I kinda owe you anyway. I’m sorry I ditched you last night. I shouldn’t have cut off our hang out just to go and flirt with her.”

  “It’s cool, I understand,” he says, not bothered at all. “I’m used to you flirting with girls, remember? Plus you’re okay if I do it when we’re out, so I don’t mind.”

  We reach the cafeteria and start to select our food. “So do you think I should ask her to go to the cinema or out for a meal?”

  He considers it, “Well, I guess the cinema would be good for a first date. I always get so nervous going for meals. You have to think of what to talk about and keep the conversation going. I bet you’ll be snogging her on the back row at the cinema.”

  “Maybe,” I grin at the thought of kissing her.

  “I hope it goes well. I’ll keep quiet about it with Carl too. If he asks where you are I’ll cover for you.”

  “Thanks, dude,” I say. “You’re the best.”

  I feel someone staring over at me and look across the room. My heart leaps when I see its Starlet, the girl I met last night; but her gaze drops away from me before I look over.

  She’s sat eating lunch with another girl and looks so beautiful I could stand here and stare all day. She suddenly looks up again, meets my gaze and blushes a little. I smile over at her, feeling a lot of chemistry between us.

  Mick realises who I’m looking at and grins.

  “I’ll just be a sec,” I tell him quickly and go over to their table.

  “Hey Star,” I greet her, feeling really happy and nervous at the same time.

  “Hi,” she replies a little shyly, but looks thrilled to see me too.

  “So I guess y’ took my advice?” I say, trying to pick up a conversation. “My bro says you’re setting up a dance show. I think it’s awesome you’re raising money for the kids at the sanctuary.”

  I don’t mention that I only overheard him talking about it with someone when Mick and I passed his office earlier. He probably won’t talk to me about her again, hoping I forget about her.

  “Yeah,” she answers. “I just thought it would be pretty cool to help out somehow.”

  “Well I’ll definitely come and see you perform,” I promise, knowing that there’s no way I’d miss seeing her dance again. “I bet you’ll be amazing.”

  “Thanks,” she smiles.

  I’m suddenly distracted by Mick making fake kissy noises at us in the background, teasing me about Starlet. I feel self-conscious and decide I’d better leave before he embarrasses Starlet in front of her new friend.

  I’m not sure what to say. I was planning on asking her for her number and if she wants to go on a date, but seeing he
r has totally frozen my mind.

  Instead I give her a quick smile and return back to Mick.

  “Dude, that was so uncool,” I tell him, feeling annoyed that he messed things up for me.

  “I’m just playing,” he grins. “So did you get her number?”

  I suddenly realise that I haven’t and want to kick myself. What the hell is happening to me? I’m usually so confident with girls and have it all together. How could I forget when I planned it all out in my head before I went over?

  I shake my head in answer to his question, feeling pissed off with myself.

  “But you know which flat she lives in, right?” he asks unsurely.

  I sigh, realising I don’t, “No.”

  “Then how can you send flowers to her later?” he asks, puzzled that I haven’t organised it enough.

  “I dunno. I was gonna find out from someone…” I say. “I was planning on asking her but then it just totally went out of my mind.”

  He laughs, “you really must be crazy about this girl to get like that.”

  “Yeah,” I agree. “I’ll find out somehow. It’s more of a challenge this way.”

  Chapter 2

  Later on I go out to buy a bouquet of pink roses from the nearest flower shop and scribble my message onto the card attached:

  To Star

  Hope you like the flowers. Do you still wanna meet up sometime? I didn’t get a chance to get your number so I’ve left mine at the back of the card.

  From Rickie xxx

  I write out my number at the back, double checking to make sure I’ve got every digit right, then set out on finding where she lives.

  Carl will know which flat she has but I know he’ll probably refuse to tell me, just so I don’t go over and ‘distract’ her. I try asking other people I work with, having to describe what she looks like because people don’t recognise the name ‘Starlet’ or ‘Star’. A few people don’t recognise my description. The rest have seen her around but don’t know her yet, since she’s still brand new, and have no idea which flat she’s in.

  I almost give up when I spot a girl with short purple dyed hair and blue eyes. I recognise her vaguely from when I talked to Starlet at lunch today, so I approach her.

  “Hey, sorry to bother you,” I say and she looks surprised that I’ve come over to talk. “You know the girl you were hanging out with earlier? Star?”

  “Yeah, what about her?” she asks, sussing out immediately I have a thing for her friend.

  “I need to know which flat she lives in. Do you know which number it is?”

  I hold my breath, waiting for her to answer and hoping she knows or I’ll be screwed.

  She notices the flowers I’m holding and smiles, “It’s number twenty six.”

  I feel so relieved. Finally I can deliver the flowers.

  “Thanks,” I say with a big smile. “I really appreciate it.”

  I quickly take the stairs and go along the corridor until I reach the door marked twenty six. My heart is beating fast and I wonder whether she’ll be in or not.

  I knock on the door just in case, thinking how great it would be to see her again. I wait for a while but there’s no answer and I feel a little disappointed. I leave the flowers next to her door and walk away with a smile, wondering how she’ll react when she arrives back and sees them waiting for her.

  I’m attached to my mobile for the rest of the day, waiting for a text message from Starlet. I check my screen for the hundredth time when Carl comes into the flat.

  “I really need your help with something,” he says.

  I sigh, “another mission?”

  “Yeah, you okay with that?”

  I really want to sit here watching TV and wait for her text message, but I guess work has to come first as usual.

  “Sure,” I reply. “What is it?”

  “There’s a fight broke out in the city,” he tells me. “The people involved really need protecting from Snider’s troops.”

  “Okay, I’m on it.”

  I get back late that night and I’m so tired I just crash out in my bed. It’s only the next morning when I wake up and remember Starlet’s text. I quickly reach for my mobile and my heart leaps when I see a text from an unknown number.

  I read it excitedly:

  Hi Rickie, its Star. Thanx for the flowers I luv them  and yeah I still want to meet up xxx

  I smile and reply back:

  Hey Star soz 4 the late reply was on a mission last nite. Wanna meet up 2nite if ur free? We cud go watch a movie? Xxx

  I save her number into my mobile and soon get a reply back from her: Yeah Im free and movie sounds great  What time? Xxx

  I reply: I wil pick u up at 8. C u later  xxx

  Chapter 3

  I’m getting ready for my date with Starlet, listening to my iPod in the background. I made an effort for tonight, deciding to wear a black, rock-band t-shirt with my leather jacket over the top, dark jeans and trainers. I hope she likes it.

  I’m gelling my hair and re-styling it into long spikes when Carl arrives back at the flat.

  “Hi. Where are you going?” he asks, looking into my room.

  “Just out to the pub with Mick,” I lie.

  “Cool. Err…do you mind getting up early tomorrow?”

  I stop styling, “what for?”

  “I need someone to go out of the city,” he replies. “It’s a pretty big mission and it means staying away for a few days. I thought it was best for you to do it.”

  I frown, thinking about staying away from Starlet for nearly a week. I bet he gave it to me so he knew I’m safely out of Starlet’s way.

  “I guess that’s okay,” I answer innocently, not wanting him to get suspicious.

  If I tried to get out of it he might wonder if there is something going on between me and Starlet, and I can’t let him find out that there kind of is.

  “It means I have to come home earlier than I planned tonight but whatever,” I finish.

  “Thanks bro,” he smiles. “I knew I could count on you.”

  “Seeya later,” I say and head out of the door.

  It’s nearly eight o’clock by now so I walk over to Starlet’s flat to pick her up for the date. I’m feeling more nervous than I usually do and really hope she’ll like me enough to be my girlfriend.

  I knock on her door and wait, feeling my heart pounding hard against my chest. She soon answers and I look at her, smiling.

  “Hey,” I greet her. “You look amazing.”

  She looks gorgeous and I can’t help but admire her skinny jeans that seem to stick to her figure. Her light blue off-shoulder top looks sexy and I get cravings to kiss along her bare shoulders. Her long hair is straightened and she’s wearing lip gloss and mascara. She’s decked out in silver jewellery: a crystal star necklace, a waist belt, bangles and hooped ear rings. I notice she’s wearing silver strappy sandals too which look pretty cool.

  I look up again to see her blush at my compliment, “Thanks.”

  I ask her whether she’s okay riding with me on my motorbike. I know some girls are scared of riding on them, so I suggest a taxi if she’s not comfortable with it. However, she agrees to come for a ride and that makes me happy. At least she accepts my motorbike.

  We walk down to the car park where my motorbike is parked and she puts on the spare helmet I give to her. I get onto the motorbike and let her slide onto the back seat behind me. I rev up the engine and as soon as we’re driving away, I feel her quickly hold onto my waist and smile.

  She clings onto me even more as we go faster and her body snuggles up to mine, pressing against my back. I can’t help getting excited at feeling her so close to me. It feels so sexy riding on my motorbike with a hot girl like her.

  I want to pull over somewhere and make out with her so bad, but I don’t. It’s our first date, I need to be on my best behaviour and not come on too strong.

  We arrive at the cinema and I jump off first and help her get down from the motorbik
e. We take off our helmets and Starlet is embarrassed about her wind swept hair.

  “You look fine, Star, really,” I reassure her.

  I have to try to block out how much I want to run my fingers through her hair and kiss her passionately against the motorbike right now. Somehow I manage to.

  I buy tickets for us to watch a comedy film we both decide on and take her hand to guide her to the back row of the screening room. We watch the movie, laughing and sharing popcorn; but even though I’m enjoying the movie my senses are going crazy with how much I want her. I don’t trust myself to put my arm around her or kiss her during the film because I know if I do I won’t be able to stop. I’ve no idea how I control myself.

  After the movie has finished we head to the bar upstairs for a drink. We sink into a private booth in the corner and I have to keep my hands on my glass of Pepsi so I don’t do the things I’m longing to do.

  I start to ask her about her training to distract myself and we chat about that for a while. She tells me she’s got an interview at a bar tomorrow, so she can maybe start her dance shows.

  “You’ll totally impress them, you’re an amazing dancer,” I flirt and wink at her.

  We talk about that and then I tell her all about the stuff that’s happened with me at work. She seems so impressed that I risk my life to help people.

  When it gets late, I reluctantly take her back home, wishing our night didn’t have to end. It’s been the best date ever and I’ve never got on with any other girl as much as I have with Starlet.

  When we arrive back at her flat, she thanks me politely for taking her out.

  “It’s no prob. It’s been great seeing you, Star,” I say and stroke her hair back affectionately, my fingertips tingling with excitement.

  She looks up at me, meeting my gaze. I put my arms around her and hold her close for a while. It feels so sexy feeling her body against mine and I’m nervous about getting too excited over it.

  We finally part and I stare into her beautiful eyes, lost in them. My lips ache to kiss hers and I’m dying to taste her on my tongue.