I will never understand why he is so obsessed with cars, he has over twenty different cars while I only have two. One of the cars, which is a white Ferrari, is a gift my mom and dad gave me for my birthday. My other car is the one I bought myself, it's a black Porsche 911 which is my favorite car.

I walk to his front door and open it. I walk inside and smell bacon and eggs.

Damn.

I also hear music playing from the kitchen, so I walk towards the kitchen and when I do I see Alexander wearing just black boxer briefs while cooking eggs and bacon in separate pans.

He wasn't dancing or singing, just mumbling the words while focusing on the food.

I try my best not to stare at his body.

I walk more inside the kitchen. "I thought you were more of a pancake guy?"

Alexander looks at me and I see something flash in his eyes before it disappears.

He looks back at his food. "What are you doing here?"

"I am here to use your gym ‘cause ours is under construction I guess." I walk to the fridge and open it.

"Oh, joy," he mutters.

Alexander turns off the stove and then puts his food on the plate next to him.

I grab a water bottle and then close the fridge. I turn around and see Alexander standing right in front of me.

I take a sip of water before twisting the cap on. "Yea?"

"What are you doing here Thalia?" Alexander whispers and then leans his face closer to mine.

"Going to work out, Alexander."

Alexander then smirks at me and trails his eyes down my body.

I felt like my body was on fucking fire.

"We can do that and so much more, Thalia."

He leans closer to me and I back away from him. "We aren't doing this again, Alexander," I claim.

Alexander leans closer to my face. "Tell me to stop then."

Alexander comes closer and closer, and I still don’t make any move to stop him or move away.

But finally, I feel his lips capture mine.

Twenty Nine

I don't move once his lips are on mine.

I feel Alexander's hands slide onto my waist and he pulls me closer to him. My lips start to move against his and I trail my hands to his biceps.

Alexander tries to slide his tongue in but I don't let him. He bites my lips making me moan and my mouth opens a little bit. He slides his tongue in and fights for dominance.

I feel his hands slide down to my hips and then I remember what the hell I am doing.

I remove my lips from his. "No, we can't," I say while trying to fix my breathing.

Alexander leans his forehead on mine. "Tell me why? What's wrong with us doing this?"

"So many things. Like one, Cameron."

"Took care of him, angel."