We get in his car, and he drives for thirty minutes before parking outside a nice house.
It wasn’t as big as Alex’s, but it wasn’t as small as mine, and it was extremely cute on the outside.
I look at Alex, who unbuckles his belt and looks at me.
“I swear, if I find out that a man touched you, or you touched him, I’m going to go to his house and cut off his testicles,” he growls.
I smile and approach him.
“Understood,” I whisper, and Alex licks his lips.
He gives me a quick kiss on the lips and gestures for us to get out of the car. As soon as I’m at his side, I feel his hand intertwine with mine as we approach the entrance of the house.
Alex sighs and knocks three times on the door, which opens in less time than expected, revealing a rather happy Evelyn.
“Oh my God, Nina! You came!” she exclaims happily, approaching me and hugging me. “This is great! We’re going to have so much fun, I promise,” she assures me, taking my wrist and trying to pull me inside, but Alex’s hand stops me.
“Can I say goodbye to my girlfriend?” Alex asks seriously. Evelyn raises her eyebrows, looking at her brother, who returns the gesture.
The blonde rolls her eyes but lets go of me, causing Alex to turn me towards him and caress my cheek.
“I’ll pick you up at three, not after. But I can come earlier if you want. If you need anything-anything-just call me. Don’t drink too much, and remember what I told you in the car,” he whispers.
I nod and look him in the eyes.
“I love you,” he murmurs.
I smile from ear to ear, and Alex pulls me closer to him until he plants a nice, short kiss on my lips.
“Have fun,” he murmurs, separating from me.
I look at Evelyn, who is watching us tenderly, and I feel my cheeks heat up.
“You too,” I say.
Alex gives me a sideways smile and starts walking toward his car.
“Shit, Alex!” I exclaim, and he turns to look at me, confused.
“I love you,” I say, and I swear his smile has never shone so brightly.
“Oh, come on, little sweetheart! An amazing night awaits us,” Evelyn says, taking me by the wrist.
I look at Alex one last time before being dragged into the house by Evelyn.
“I’m so glad you came! It’s been so long since I had a sister-in-law, and honestly, the last one was a mess,” she comments playfully.
I shake my head and laugh uncomfortably.
“I hope you don’t pay attention to Alex’s words and drink plenty because there are like twenty bottles of tequila and vodka in here, and I don’t plan on there being a single drop left,” she says, and then the music starts to play.
We had gone out to the patio, where it was dark, but there were neon lights, and lots of girls were dancing and drinking.
“I guess I can do that,” I shrug and hear a squeal of excitement from Evelyn.
Alex’s POV
“What do you think the girls are doing right now?” I hear one of Daniel’s friends ask.
“They must be surrounded by strippers and drunks,” another jokes, and I swear I feel my blood burn.
“Well, it’s not like we’re very far from that. This bar is amazing, by the way-the women are hot. Good choice, Alex,” a blond boy says, raising his glass.
I nod and look at the floor.
I want to call Nina, but at the same time, I want to give her space. That’s what a good boyfriend would do.
I feel my nerves grow every time I think about a naked man in front of her, dancing or… near her.
Shit.
I notice a group of strippers approaching us and starting to dance for the guys. I don’t even bother to look at them. I find them boring and ugly.
I check the time: twelve fifteen.
I sigh. Time is passing slower than ever, and I’m actually dying to be with Nina.
All this seems boring to me if she’s not here.
“Hi, handsome,” a woman in barely any clothes approaches me.
She was slim, with plenty of breasts and a butt, her hair was red, her lips were full, her eyes were green, and her skin was very fair.
I grimace at her closeness.
“I’m not interested,” I say respectfully.
She ignores me and sits on my lap.
“You’re not married or engaged. You don’t like me either? Are you gay?” she asks me.
I roll my eyes.
“I have a beautiful and hot girlfriend. Now, if you could get your ass out of here, that would be great,” I growl.
The woman opens her mouth, offended, but obeys.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair.
She’s not even hot, and she’s not that pretty. Her egocentrism is through the roof, that’s what she has.
Guys love it when girls love themselves more than they should, apart from a nice ass and nice tits.
But there’s nothing more wonderful than Nina’s tiny ass, her small but beautiful breasts, her tender yet sexy face, her baby-soft skin, her silky hair, her thick pink lips, her blue eyes, her high-pitched innocent voice, and… everything.
Shit. Everything about her is perfect.
“You didn’t have to be so harsh, man,” Daniel laughs.
I raise my eyebrows.
“So you really like that little girl,” he murmurs.
I look at him.
“Are you talking about Nina?” I ask.
He nods.
I snort.
“Believe me, the word *like* falls short for me,” I say, and he smiles sideways.
“And you think she feels the same way?” he asks me.
I raise my eyebrows and nod.
“How do you know?”
“We’ve talked about it,” I admit, and Daniel grimaces.
“Come on, anyone can lie. Hasn’t she *shown* you? Hasn’t she done anything to make you believe that she loves you? You know, something she’s done that makes you think, *Shit, this girl loves me*?” he asks.
I shake my head and frown a little.
“Well… it’s a difficult question,” I mutter, making a face.
I start to think about every second I’ve spent with Nina since I met her, and I really don’t know how to respond.
“Nothing?” he asks me.
I shrug.
“It’s a very open question. Each person can take an action in a completely different way than others,” I say.
Daniel lets out a little *mmmh* and pouts his lips.
“Okay,” he says. “I realized that Evelyn loved me when she went to Brazil just to meet my family and because she missed me. It wasn’t even a birthday or a special day,” he murmurs.
I nod and continue thinking.
“She… she’s giving up her time to be with me,” I whisper.
“You do too,” Daniel shrugs.
I shake my head.
“No, you don’t understand. She puts everything aside to have time with me. She prefers to help me read contracts so I can have a day off with her instead of finishing her own homework. She even prefers that over going out with her friends,” I comment.
“She has given me the benefit of being her first in so many things: I am her first boyfriend, the first guy to see her naked, to make love to her. I was even the first guy she went on a real date with-not just a party. It’s like she’s giving up all the experiences a teenager her age could have for me,” I sigh.
Daniel looks quite surprised.
“Well, shit…” he says.
“I know she loves me. I’m sure of it,” I affirm.
I smile.
“I know this is going to sound super cheesy, but our hearts beat at the same time-even when we make love,” I say proudly.
Daniel laughs, shaking his head.
“I believe you,” he nods.
I smile sideways.
This is going to be a good night.
***********************************************
But what a shitty night.
“Just a little longer!” Evelyn screams, pulling Nina’s arm. I pull her closer to my body, and she rests her neck on my chest.
“No! She’s drunk. I’m not going to leave her any longer so you can get her even drunker,” I say obviously, and Evelyn throws a tantrum.
“But we’re friends! Besides, you said three, it’s two,” she squeals.
“It’s three fifteen in the morning, Evelyn,” I complain. She rolls her eyes, and Nina buries her face in the crook of my neck.
“My boyfriend. My handsome, sweet, and sexy boyfriend,” she drawls. I feel my heart racing at her words.
“I have to go,” I say, and Nina kisses my neck.
“She’s staying!” Evelyn exclaims, pulling Nina so hard that she slips out of my arms and almost falls. I take her in my arms again, and this time I avoid an argument with my sister. I walk with Nina in my arms until I reach my car and put her in the passenger seat.
I hear Evelyn’s curses and swear words at me, but I ignore them completely. I put Nina’s seat belt on and jog until I reach the driver’s seat. I start driving.
“I’m not drunk,” she says. I look at her and notice how she raises her eyebrows.
“Come on, sleep for a while, love,” I say, ignoring her words. She takes my hand in hers and kisses my knuckles.
“Please believe me. I don’t want you to be mad at me. I’m not drunk,” she murmurs and places my hand on her cheek, cradling it.
I caress her cheek and look at her for a few seconds.
“I’m not mad at you, baby,” I whisper. “How could I be mad at such a cute creature?”
“I love you very, very much. Don’t be mad at me, please, please,” she whispers. I smile.
“I love you more, honey. I’m not mad at you. You’re too pretty for me to be mad at you,” I joke. Her cheeks blush, and she hides her face in her hands.
“If I was ugly, would you be mad at me?” she asks.
I nod playfully, and she pouts. “But I’m ugly, so you’re mad at me?” she whispers.
I frown. “Of course not. I’m not mad at you, and you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met,” I admit.
She smiles from ear to ear and closes her eyes.
“And you’re the most handsome man,” she squeals, laughing. “Your sister is so cool, and I think she likes me. She said that your mom wants to get to know me better and that she thinks I liked her and maybe even accepted our relationship,” she says excitedly, laughing.
A sober Nina would be crying upon learning that my mother still doesn’t accept our relationship. I guess she should be thankful that Evelyn told her while she was drunk.
“She will, baby. She has no choice,” I whisper.
She hums a song while shaking her head.
As soon as we get home, I help Nina get out of the car, but she runs all the way to the kitchen. A while ago, she couldn’t stand up, and now she’s running. Amazing.
“I’m hungry,” she exclaims and opens the refrigerator.
I walk over to the kitchen and cross my arms as I watch her take a brownie out of it and eat it as if it had been years since she had made one.
“This is heaven! You should eat one. It’s almost as good as your penis,” she says, and I can’t help but burst out laughing.
“Oh, this is amazing,” I laugh, and she shrugs.
“I guess you’ll never get a chance to try any of them because this was the last one,” she exclaims and closes the refrigerator. She walks past me and starts climbing the stairs. “I’m going to get naked, and you have a minute to get naked too and put it in me because after that, the offer closes, and we go to sleep without fucking.”
Then the door slams.
I laugh under my breath and go up the stairs until I reach the room, where Nina is already struggling to take off her dress. I approach her and help her unzip it, leaving a kiss on her neck. As I go under the dress, I also descend my kisses.
I kiss every inch of skin that I am undressing: neck, shoulders, and collarbone.
When I finally have her in her underwear, I grab her by the hips and lay her down on the bed. I start taking off my shirt and unbuckle my belt.
“Do you like this?” she asks, and I frown.