Naughty or Nice - Alexis Winter Page 0,37

in the room. I head down the hallway and hear music behind Felicity’s door. I put my ear up to it and hear soft moans and whispers.

“Come on, baby. Nobody will have to know,” he says.

My jaw clenches.

“No, Mark. I can’t. We hardly know one another,” Felicity says softly.

“Then why the fuck did you go to prom with me? Everyone knows what goes on at prom.”

“I just, I just wanted to go to prom. I’m fifteen. I’m not ready to have sex yet.”

“Fine, no sex,” I hear him agree and I take a breath to cool off. “But how about a blowjob?”

I can’t stop myself. I throw open the door and flip the light on. They both jump from being interrupted.

“What the fuck, man?” the guy says, standing up from the bed that Felicity is on and rushing to button his pants back up.

I don’t even say anything. I just grab ahold of his shirt and drag him to the door. I open it and throw him out it. Felicity is right behind me and I turn around, pointing my finger in her face. “Stay here.” I slam the door closed behind me and notice that for once, she listens and isn’t following me out.

Her date is working to get himself up. I guess he fell when I threw him. I grab him up and pull him behind me to his car. I walk him out into the street, then slam him against the driver’s side door. Getting close to his face, I say, “Leave. Don’t ever come back and don’t ever let me catch you around Felicity again. Got it?”

He’s out of breath and holding up his hands in front of him, but he nods.

“Next time, you won’t get the chance to walk away.” I step back and he rushes into the car. Seconds later, he’s squealing his tires as he hits the gas, leaving in a rush.

I hang my head and take a few deep breaths, trying to cool the anger that’s burning inside of me. After a few moments, I walk back into her house and find her sitting on the couch. Her dress is unzipped in the back and it’s falling off her shoulders; her hair is a mess, and her makeup is smeared. I look at her with the sternest look I can muster, and she breaks down into tears.

“I’m sorry, Carson. I didn’t mean to…” She sniffles. “I mean, I didn’t know that he would want to…” More sniffles.

My anger melts away and I go to her, pulling her against my chest where she cries into my shirt.

I look into her green eyes and they sparkle and shine, lighting up the dimly lit bar. “Just so you know, there’s no lengths I won’t go to, no lines I won’t cross to keep you safe.”

The corners of her mouth turn up slightly, then her hands that are wrapped around my neck pull my head down and her lips press against mine.

Eleven

Felicity

He says that there are no lengths he won’t go to to keep me safe. I hope he realizes that I feel the same way about him. After his parents’ divorce, things were a bit rocky for him. His mom was depressed and having to learn how to do everything on her own, take care of the house, dinner, keeping an eye on her son, and bringing in a paycheck. It’s a lot for any adult, but especially for her, a woman who went straight from her parents to her husband at the age of eighteen. After the depression wore off and things started to get back to normal, she did what any young woman would do. She started dating, but not all those boyfriends were good. One was downright horrible, especially toward Carson.

I’m outside, playing in the yard alone when I hear a loud crashing sound come from Carson’s house.

“You little shit,” Jared, Connie’s boyfriend, yells. And I know he’s talking about Carson.

The screen door squeaks open and slams shut. I look up just in time to see Carson come running out the door. He’s headed for the backyard where I am.

I stand up. “What’s going on?” I ask.

“He’s coming! Run!” Carson says, running as fast as he can over to me. He grabs my arm. “Come on. We have to escape to the woods where he can’t find us.”

But it’s too late, Jared is now outside, walking up to us with a belt in his hand. He points at Carson. “Your mom won’t