"What if I can prove it?"
"What?" Mia was shocked by his assertion.
"What if I can prove it? If I can prove it, then can we try your dating for six month thing?" Mia thought over his words; could he really prove it? What if he did? Was she really going to keep her end of the bargain up?
"Having second thoughts?" He asked.
"Quit reading my thoughts." She barked and Jayden smiled.
"So it's a deal, right? If I prove to you that I wasn't out on a booty call that night, then you'll go out with me for six months and then…" He said hopeful thinking about getting his opportunity to get some of Mia.
They arrived at Mia's home and Jayden stopped the car at the curb throwing the gearshift into park.
"Is everything okay? Do I need to go in with you?" Mia smiled at his concern.
"Are you saying that you want to meet my father?"
"Hey I didn't say all that… but… We can try this dating thing for six months. Let's see how things go first." He hedged.
"Chicken…" She teased as she opened the door and was about to get out. Abruptly Jayden's hand caught her by the arm staying her movements. Mia looked up at him questioning his actions with her eyes. His eyes looked weird and they made her feel uneasiness in the pit of her stomach. What's this? Was he about to kiss her? Nervously she teased her lower lip with her teeth and became a little bashful at his touch. Jayden smiled at her innocent reaction. If he hadn't known better he would have believed her to be a virgin. However she was twenty-four and he didn't know any American woman that age who believed in waiting. She was just a tease.
"Not going to say good-night?" He asked in a sultry voice and Mia felt goose bumps on the back of her neck prickling at her. There was a slight trembling about her person and her stomach felt swirly-twirly as if a gang of butterflies were flying about. Even her heartbeat slightly increased with un-sureness of what to do in this situation.
She opened her mouth to say good-night, and was surprised to find him leaning over and slipping his warm, soft and wet tongue between her slightly parted lips. She went to pull back, but he had already slipped a strong but gentle hand around the back of her head holding it steady in place as he partook of her warm wet succulent lips.