I just want to give some thanks to those whom have reviewed the story, it's my first and it's something that I've been intrigued with... I mean, Holden and Aria. While I like Ezra, I just don't feel the chemistry, ah well... Enjoy!

Aria's POV

"Don't Say I didn't warn you". Came an answer that shocked her less than the movement of his hands pressing against her shirt, feeling the lace that covered her breasts. Unable to fight the unwanted touch the nipple puckers tightly, causing her to shiver in response.

"I think I want to amend the choice there Aria. I think instead of this... dank alley, it'll be a night at my house. The parents will be gone tomorrow and that should be good for what I have planned. It would be too easy for someone to come upon us... a bum, cop, or someone else with bad intentions for a doll like you.". He chuckled low in his throat as his fingertips brushes against the nipple lightly again, leaning in to pinch it with his fingers, tugging it against the lace encasing it. Growling low in her throat she glares up at him from beneath sooty lashes.

"You said tonight... I just want to get this over. Damn You Holden.". She mumbles loudly frowning at the massive assault his touches are doing to the already overworked nerves in her body. Why is he doing to to her, she screams inside her skull. Not only does he want to torture her it seems but now he's willing to blackmail her into his intentions.

Aria sighs deeply at the current state of arousal just one simple touch to her body through layers of clothing can do to her. This isn't boding well for her simple night out, nor her weekend it seems. Nosiness seems to not pay off for her these last few months with trying to pinpoint whom is messing with her, nor for falling for a man far out of her universe or this. Pushing Her hands against his chest, making him step back slightly away from her grasp.

"As much as I want to get attacked in this lovely alleyway, fine. Tomorrow at your house. However, this means you have to show me what you do right? No more games or bond shit, right? I only followed you because you take this mysterious stuff to a new level and me being... well myself, I had to uncover the mystery.". She mumbles quickly, now nervous about being with him here. Fingers twist unintentionally into the fabric of her dress, eyes lowered in mock defeat least he see her nervousness.

Holden's POV

He laughs softly hearing the words pour from her swollen lips, knowing full well that she's nervous and beginning to speak without ration.

"Tsk, tsk Aria.. your getting all flustered. I even bet..". He trailed off softly as her hands pulled her close quickly as his fingers found her thighs underneath the dress. Gently sliding them along her lace panties, not having the delve deep finding the evidence of her feelings there. "Your wet...". He growls low, deep within his throat feeling the twitch beneath his jeans.

"Holden, fingers to yourself.". She gasped out tightly, struggling against his hands.

"No, I don't think I will...". He muttered darkly, scowling against the shadows of the alley. Sliding her hands away from her core quickly he smirks. "I'll stop for now, but tomorrow night I won't promise anything.".

Holden laughs softly seeing the look upon her heart-shaped face was one of confusion tinged with something akin to longing. He knew she was conflicted because of her boyfriend, but he chose to ignore that fact completely. Sometimes You just have to give a slight push to those whom are slow to act, he thought darkly tugging his fingers into his hair.

"I don't think I've begun to understand you at all,". Aria sighed softly, biting down on her bottom lip tenderly.

Glancing down at her face with a soft, almost bitter laugh that bubbled up from deep within his chest, Holden taps her nose with one digit. "Don't be over dramatic, I'm the same person I've always been. Perhaps it's You who's changed, I mean, let's face it you're the one who's sneaking around on your parents."

Almost as soon as the last words were out of his mouth, the girl next to him began to laugh loudly, eyes widening as the realization dawned on his brain just how much those words resembled him. Sure, His parents didn't know what he was doing but they knew he had done it, so there was a slight difference in his mind.

"Pot meet kettle.". Came the reply. "I can't see YOUR parents approving of this worthwhile endeavor your involved with.". The girl smirked into the dim darkness as her arms crossed against her chest. "In fact, I wonder if they know where YOU disappear to on our "dates". Would hate for them to know.". She threatened with a superior smile.

As much as he thought of his parents disapproval, he knew that they wouldn't be able to tell him know. Regardless of his health, which he wasn't going to mention to this annoyed little firecracker in front of him, they allowed him to follow his own goals. Sure, He thought, they would try to tell him that he must give up the hobby he so heartily enjoyed. They would grumble and threaten, he knew, but in the end he would prevail because he could talk them into anything, and everything.

"Sweetheart, there is a grand difference in what I do and what is going on with you. You could tell my parents and they would probably disapprove, but I would still do regardless of what they say. You know them, they spoil me.". Smirking as one hand slides back down against her chest, cupping one heavy breast lightly before she can react he pulls away. "Your little "adventure" however is one that is slightly illegal isn't it? Or, if not illegal it's immoral and could hurt more than just you."

Holden grumbled softly to himself as she swat his hands away from her body quickly. Sometimes she was a little too proud with herself, he though.

"You wouldn't!". She exclaimed a little too loudly for his taste, but he knew that she was giving in to his plans, even if she didn't realize it yet.

"Oh, but I would. C'mon. Time to get away from this alley. Tommorow night we'll stay closer to home. My parents are going out of town for the weekend, so be over at seven.".