Fighter.

An Image, A memory, A fist. Kasey is nineteen and she's a mess. Always in the wrong place at the wrong time, she meets someone that she wishes she never did. She see's things she wishes she never did. But, although violent and a little frightening her relationship with Luke is passionate, sexy and the best mistake of her life.

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9. Nice To Meet You...

The next day passed by quickly and before I knew it I was getting ready to see Luke again. Today I thought I’d wear something more appealing, I mean, who knows who could be in this club, I might just bump into my future husband for all I know. So, all possibilities in mind and because I was in a fairly ok mood I decided to wear a black pencil skirt that ended mid-thigh, a laced black top and a pair of my favourite purple heels. I wore my hair down, brushing it through and curling the ends before beginning to apply some makeup. Just as I had finished getting ready I glanced myself over in my mirror before I heard a knock on my front door. As I made my way down the stairs, I saw Luke had already let himself in and was now standing in my hall looking up at me as I continued down the steps.

 

“I told you to wear a dress.” He commented, his face stern as I reached the bottom. He then briskly grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him our chests pushed together. I felt his hand run down my back as he looked down at me and then to my rear and slightly squeeze. I gasped as my body was filled with tingles and I found myself leaning into him more.

 

“Mmmm, but this is better.” He hummed and I surprised myself by letting out a lusty giggle only to quickly brush it off when I realised I was only encouraging him. Then I glared at him, trying to look unpleased, quickly stepping backwards and heading towards the door. I opened the front door, stepping out into the cold and heading toward the black vehicle that sat on the road side. Luke surprised me when he jogged passed me and opened the passenger side door, gesturing for me to climb in. I didn’t think he was the gentleman type, not for one minute. When I had climbed in he then walked round to the other side and joined me as he started the car. I was surprised that I didn't feel as nervous around him as I did before but his unpredictability still worried me.

 

The ride in his car wasn't too far. But, the awkward silence made it seem like forever. Until that is, Luke cleared his throat.

 

"What’s your name?" He questioned me and then he started to laugh and I let out a small giggle and looked at him. He then turned to glance at me and our eyes met for a moment. His eyes seemed warmer this time, like they were looking into me rather than just the surface. But, this quickly changed when I noticed a pink tinge in his cheeks as he turned his head to face the road again. I hadn't even realized he didn't know my name.  

 

"Kasey." I spoke up and broke the quietness that had fallen again.

 

"My name is Kasey." Then a smile grew on his face showing two small dimples as he replied in a husky tone,

 

"Nice to meet you...Kasey."

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