"She means a lot to me so I hope she does," I say back with a chuckle.

Wyatt leans into me more, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Can I persuade you to let me take you on a date next weekend?" he says in a careless whisper. His finger guides down my cheek as he looks into my eyes. I feel like I'm trapped in his gaze as I nod.

"I would like that," I say, in case he didn't get it.

"Me too," he comments before he shocks me by kissing me briefly. His lips feel soft but strong as they brush mine. He pulls back so quickly, that I didn't get to know how he tastes. I want to push my lips back to him but he stands up, pulling me up with him in my state of shock and desire.

"I should take you home, Alex said you have an early start." he says picking his jacket up.

"Yeah, I have an exam. I’m dreading it." I laugh and he smiles at me. Wyatt looks tense and I’m not sure why. I wonder if he didn’t like the kiss? Well, I might not be getting another date in that case.

"Come on." He seems a little rushed as he walks us out, and we get into his expensive red convertible that’s parked right outside.

As I strap myself in I say to him.

"You know, this is exactly the car I expected you to drive."

Wyatt doesn't say anything, but I see his lip twitch in laughter. His phone rings several times as we drive and every time his hands tighten on the steering wheel until eventually, I can't take it.

"You can answer that," I say gently and he gives me a tight-lipped look before responding

"No, it's work or my father. They both can wait." He glances at me again but we don't talk anymore as he drives me home. I don’t think to ask how he knows where I live; it’s too tense in the car to ask him anything anyway.

Wyatt walks me to my door, like a gentleman, which I don’t know why it surprises me a little. He stops me before I find my keys in my bag.

"Thank you for giving me a chance," He says pushing a curl behind my ear, while I see his impossibly dark eyes get darker as he stares at me.

"Don’t ruin it please," I say with a sigh, before leaning forward and kissing his cheek.

"Bye Wyatt," I tell him, moving away and getting my keys out as he watches.