Cold weather and street lights

Quinneth's P.O.V.-

Taking the keys out of the car, we sit in silence. We just sit in the car, waiting for one of us to say... something.

Alexander breaks the silence, "So, did you have a good time tonight?"

"I did." I say shifting in my seat. "Thank you for taking me out tonight, it was a rememberable night."

"Anytime."

"How's your hand?"

"Fine, thank you for nursing me back to health." I let out a small laugh.

"Your welcome."

I give him a shy smile and bring my hand to the door, before I'm able to open the door he's stops me.

"Wait let me get that for you." He pops out his seat and runs over to my side of the car. Opening the door, he grabs my waist and brings me gently to the ground. His strong hands keep their firm grip on my waist.

"You didn't have to help me out, I could've done it myself." I say softly.

"I know, but I want to help you in any way I can." It's currently midnight. The only thing out here are me, Alexander, and the bright yellow street light. The cool wind blows past me, pushing my hair from my neck.

Alexander takes notice of this and lifts his warm fingers and tucks the stray hair behind my ear. I gently move towards him, loving the beautiful but small gesture.

We stand on the street, just happy to be in each other's company. I watch as the speckles of frost fall on his soft cheeks, melting into his skin. He takes one step forward towards me, I can feel his cool breath fan over me, I hope he kisses me.

I've been waiting all day for him to pull me close with his strong arms and plant a kiss on me. I don't think it's going to happen tonight. Something overcomes me and I have the urge to ask him a very up-front question.

"Are you going to kiss me?" I asked innocently. He lets out a chuckle and steps back.

"I was...but now you spoiled it." He turns around and walks back to the driver's seat. I instantly start to panic, god I should've kept my big mouth shut. I quickly catch up to him before he leaves.

"So, you're not going to kiss me?" He stops dead in his tracks. Slowly, he turns around to face me with an amused look on his face. My heart beats out of my chest, scared of what he's going to say.

"Do you want me... to you know kiss you?" The words roll off his tongue like water.

"I mean if you- you want to. I won't object or anything." I clasp onto the cold bars of his truck.

He swiftly walks over to me, bringing his warm hand to my cold cheek. By his touch I warm up rather quickly.

"I really want to kiss you." He mumbles out. Leaning down closer to me, he plants his lips on mine.

Suddenly, I feel complete. The part of me that was missing, that was off its back on. Our lips move in sync, tasting every curve and crevice in each other's mouth. My hand moves to his head, grabbing onto his face he lets out a soft moan in my mouth.

We let go of each other, trying to regain air to our lungs. Clutching onto his shift I look over his shoulder to see my grandpa and Irene still on the couch watching their movie. It's like they haven't even left.

I don't know what came over me, but I hope I don't come to regret it. "Do you have somewhere to go after this." I say quickly and out of breath.

"No, just going to go home and wa-." I put my finger on his lips, silencing him.

"Meet me in my room in 5 minutes." He looks at me like I'm crazy.

"Quinn are you sure? What if your grandpa comes up there and catches us?" I look at him with amusement.

"Oh, so now you're afraid of coming up to my room. What about the two times you broke and entered into my house?"

"You got a point. Five minutes?"

"Yeah, five minutes." I pat his chest and run to my house. I turn around to see him checking me out. He gives me a wink, I let out a giggle and walk into the house.

"Quinn? Is that you." Grandpa asks. I try to hold in my happiness.

"Yeah, ummm I'll be in my room...asleep so don't bother checking on me." I rush the words out of my mouth as I charge up the stairs.

"Ok." Grandpa says.

"Have a good night honey." Irene adds on.

Arriving to my room I shut the door quickly and lean against it. What the hell did I just get myself into? I let out a long breath as my eyes dart to my bathroom. Oh god I have candy and kernels stuck in my teeth; I can't believe I let him kiss me like this. Running to the bathroom I grab my toothbrush and start brushing away until my breath and teeth are clean.

Once I'm done with that I put on deodorant and perfume, we were outside for like 2 hours I can't be smelling like the park or woods.

"Quinneth?" I hear Alexander say. Walking out the bathroom I see him looking around aimlessly. He looks so handsome under the moonlight, just beautiful.

Walking over to him he looks at me suspiciously. "What's that smell?"

"What smell?" I asked. I put my hand up to my mouth, I know I brushed thoroughly.

He leans closer to me, "Did you brush your teeth?" He smirked.

"No, you're just imagining things." I shrug off as I walk over my painting easel.

"You went to brush your teeth because you wanted me to kiss you again?"

I stay turned towards the easel and respond to him. "I wanted you to come and see my masterpieces." I point to my painting on the walls. I can hear his feet walking closer to me, his lips kiss my collar bone.

"Really, or did you want me to see your masterpieces." His hands clasp onto my waist, I let out a small squeak.

I managed to get one word out. "No."

He grabs onto my arm and turns me around to him. "I don't think so." He forcibly plants his lips on mine, my minty freshness seeps into his mouth. Things start to speed up very quickly, I find his hand gripping on my person. We back up and onto my bed, he collides his pelvic region with mine while clutching my thigh.

Moving his lips away from mine they go to the nape of my neck.

I let out a breathy moan while biting on my lip. "God you're intoxicating." He whispers in my ear, While he aimlessly kisses at my neck I tug at his shirt.

"Take it off I want to feel you." I desperately whine out. He doesn't respond to me so I just rip it off. He takes his lips away from my neck and looks at me like I was deranged.

"What the fuck Quinn!?" I hold in my laugh.

"Hey, it was in my way." I mock him from the last time he ripped my shirt. He smacks my thigh while gently biting on my neck.

"Bad girl."

I push him on the bed as I straddle him, shock fills his face. Before he can say anything, I engulf his mouth.

Our tongues fight with dominance and eagerness. Letting go of his lips I trace my fingers over his pecs.

"Quinneth stop before you start something you can't finish." He groans shifting under me.

"These tattoos are... amazing." I whisper softly. He has a dragon on his right pec and a full moon on his torso.

"You like them huh?" He starts to move his pectoral muscles.

I let out a giggle. "Stop doing that. Who gave you these tattoos?"

"A guy from my pack." He responds. My eyebrows furrow, pack as in wolfs or friends.

"Pack what is t-." Before I'm able to finish he flips me over and begins kissing me again.

We keep on kissing for a few more minutes until I lose breath.

"Ale-." He cuts me off with his lips. I forcibly push him away. "Alex-." Again he cut me off.

"You ok?" He asks shifting on top of me.

"Yeah, I just need to breath that's all." He rests his head on my forehead. Getting off of me he just lays next to me while staring.

"I need to ask you something?" I turn over to look at him. His lips are swollen from us kissing and his hair is erratic.

"What?"

"What are we?" I question.

"My girlfriend." He responds.

"Well, I don't want to force into a relationship with me. I mean we have made out twice and you've seen me in my bra so it all has to mean something. I don't want to be that girl that's like 'oh-date-me-because-we-kissed', you know just let me know what you're thinking." He puts his hand over my mouth silencing me. I'm not objecting I do mumble a lot.

"Did you not hear what I said before?" I shake my head since I can't respond.

"I said you were my girlfriend." My eyes widen.

"Oh." I guess I have a boyfriend now.