Just Brush It Off

By: ParamoreXO

A/N: WOW! I haven't updated this in what seems like forever! Anyways, enjoy! I thought this would be cute and a little fluffy, nothing too steamy.

Going on a group date wasn't something I was usually interested in, it could really take away from "private time", but when a few friends at school found out that Kevin and I am an item, it was official. I was going out on a group date tonight… Oh boy.

"What?" BANG!

Wincing, I could hear the echo of Kevin's shout mix with the sharp sound of his head bang against the hood of his car. "Shit!" Coming out from where he had been tinkering with the engine for the millionth time since I've seen him do it, his sludge covered hand was rubbing the top of his inky black mane furiously.

"You okay?" I jumped off his cluttered workbench, stepping around discarded power tools, various sized wrenches, nuts, bolts, and even an empty can of oil.

"No! I'm not okay! You never told me we were goin' out with your prep school friends!" Still tenderly smoothing over the bump that was forming on his scalp, his crinkling eyes turned on me. Under that obsidian spotlight, I felt so depressingly guilty. What had I been thinking?

"You want me to call it off?" I sighed, reaching up to feel the welt that he obviously didn't know how to take care of. Rolling my eyes, I led him over to the workbench. "Sit down, Kevin."

Sucking in a sharp breath, I began to massage the soft, bruised spot. "No…I don't."

Suddenly, my hand couldn't move anymore. All it did was slacken stupidly at his unbelievable words. "W-What?" Honestly, I had been set on disappointment. Group dates—especially with the people we were going with—were not Kevin's style. His bad boy rep would probably be dented by the whole deal; I had spent hours thinking about how I would convince him to go. If I had known it would've been this easy, I wouldn't have bitten all my nails down.

"No, I don't want you to call it off," He repeated, grinning like he'd won a drag race… again. And I've seen him after those matches. He grins like a complete idiot. It reminds me of Ben when Julie got him that Mr. Smoothie gift card for one of their anniversaries. It scares the crap out of me when I find out where he's been, seriously, he could get killed. Well, us two and Ben almost get killed on a daily basis but we don't need to add to the stakes anymore than as is!

Hooking his fingers around my wrist, he brought it up to his chest as he reached for my other hand. "I know how sad it makes you when I call off things like this, and I hate it when you're sad. It makes me guilty and all that sentimental crap. So… sure, I'll come."

Inside of me, I could feel excitement flood my veins, pounding throughout my entire body. I could see my whole face light up in the reflection of his smoldering, earthy eyes. And I was certain Kevin hadn't missed it, either. In one fluid motion, I was in his lap, trapped in a searing kiss that I never wanted to break from. Just as my lips started rubbing against his begging pair, it was over as I unwillingly broke away.

"More," He breathed, warm breath heating my right cheek. His husky voice was excitingly terrifying as he pulled me back into his lap as I started to get up.

"Kevin, I—" but before I could spit another word out, his strong arms were slipping all over me, as dangerously toxic as ever. With the friction between our lips, I was in a complete daze, everything that had been so urgent seconds ago completely erased from my clouded mind. Fingers lacing through his thick, dark hair, I tried to press him even more into me. There was nothing better in the world that could compare to this blissful paradise. His rough fingers kept playing with the back hem of my skirt, debating on whether or not to plunge under. With support there, his other arm was curling around me as tightly as possible, all those strong muscles taking my breath completely away. Right now, I wanted to go the extra mile…I really did. With the way his tongue was coaxing my tingling lips to open up, I didn't want it to end. But like all good things, it had to eventually.

With one last tiny, gentle nip at the corner of his grinning lips, I pulled away, chest heaving against his. "Come on, baby," He whispered into my neck, nibbling on it playfully.

"Later," I sighed, not wanting to leave this bit of heaven. "I have to get ready for tonight. Pick me up in two hours, okay?"

"Only if you give me another kiss," Smacking his arm, he let go of me with a chuckle. "Okay, I get it. Later."

Following me back to my car, he opened the door for me. Who knew opening a damn car door could be done so sexily? He made it seem like an art, he really did. It was as if he were the god of opening doors. As I slid my key into the ignition and the vehicle purred to life, I looked up at my boyfriend through the open window.

"For the record," He said, getting even with my head, "you always look beautiful to me. Without makeup or just rolling out of bed, you'll always be as hot as hell."

At those words, my hands slipped off the slick leather steering wheel. What he head just said wasn't just a big deal to any girl. Sure, it was what every girl wanted to hear from her boyfriend…but from Kevin? It was practically a miracle.

Reaching out through the window, my hands hooked around Kevin's neck as I pulled him in for a deep, heated kiss. Just as some tongue action had started to stir, I broke it off, revving the engine like the annoying way he always did with his ridiculously pampered hot rod. "I gotta go, so catch you in a little while."

With that, I pulled out of his driveway, smirking in victory at the longing lustful expression painted on his fading face.

XOXO

Thick smoke mixed with the smell of good old fashioned burgers and fries, the aromas of the teenage hang out mixing in perfectly. I'd been to the local diner a few times, some occasions including Kevin, but never on a group date. I could tell that having brought Julie and Ben with us made Kevin a little more at ease. With a few more of mine and Ben's classmates taking up the round booth, it was jammed pack as we waited for our food to arrive. Glancing over at Kevin, who was across from me, he seemed fine with making light conversation with the guys at the table, sports and cars unsurprisingly being one of the big topics of discussion. It brought a smile to my face to see he was enjoying himself since he really didn't want to go in the first place. As I glanced back down at my menu, someone's foot brushed up against my shin. Glancing up, Kevin's intense obsidian eyes caught my questioning gaze instantly. The way the light above us was making those dark, earthy orbs glimmer in mischief told me he had made that move on purpose.

Giving him a smirk that matched his devious one, I began to slide the bare skin my high heels revealed up against his leg. Sliding back down, I nudged the tips of his shoes before retreating back, waiting for his turn in our little game of footsie. As our little scuffle under the table raged on, our feet were tangled up by the end of the night.

All throughout our little game, Julie, who had been sitting next to me, kept glancing at us suspiciously. So it was no surprise when she asked "What are you two doing for goodness sakes? You look like you're about to explode or something!"

As Kevin and mine's cheeks hinted at a bright red that was a few shades off from my hair color, I couldn't help but laugh as all eyes flickered to us. Julie and Ben would never let us hear the end of this.