12.
Seth's POV
"You got this man," I said to myself as I stood at the entryway of my condo. I looked at myself in the mirror once more, adjusting the black hat I was wearing backward over my low bun.
Tonight I was taking Angel on another date. Our third. Was I nervous after she told me she has a three-date theory regarding sex?
Absolutely.
Angel was perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect and I didn't know what I had done to get a shot with her, but here I was, fidgeting like a nervous little girl.
It's not like I was expecting anything to actually happen tonight. Angel's different. She's the type of girl that'll have you running around in circles just because you want to see her smile. I love that smile.
Also not saying I wouldn't want anything to happen. She's fucking perfect.
"You got this," I repeated before leaving my place and heading for my truck.
"I hope this is okay," I said as I held the door open for her.
"This is awesome Seth, really," she said as she hopped out of my truck. My breathing quickened when our fingers laced as we walked into the bowling alley.
A few minutes later, we were set up on a lane and had just finished typing in our names.
"Really?" I asked, laughing at the name she picked.
"What?" she asked innocently.
"Nothing… I'm just gonna have to call you 'Demon' from now on," I said half smiling.
"It's just a nickname everybody gave me when I was little. When I was little and I'd get mad or something, I'd go around biting people. Soon, everybody's little Angel was a raging demon," she joked.
"Now…" she began as she laced up her bowling shoes. She turned her head and looked at me, seductively biting her lip.
"You ready to get your ass kicked, Rollins?"
A couple of hours later, I sulked as we returned our shoes.
"New rule for next time we bet on something: you're not allowed to distract me," I said.
"How did I distract you?" she asked, feigning innocence as I held the door open for her. The warm breeze of the night blew around us as we walked to my truck.
"Don't act like you didn't know you were giving me goosebumps each time you whispered 'good luck'? And you did it like, every other time I was up," I said as I laced my fingers with hers. She looked down at our hands and smiled.
"Somebody's a sore loser," she mumbled, causing me to jerk my head back and chuckle.
"Ha! Whatever you say, Princess," I responded as we made it to my truck. I walked her around to the passenger side. I grabbed her hips and gently set her in the seat. She pulled me in and kissed me. I responded and moaned, slightly surprised, fully turned on, when her tongue slipped into my mouth and started twirling around.
This girl was driving me absolutely crazy.
And I fucking love it.
