As I started the engine, I turned the AC on full blast. Her perfume refreshed my nose with a satisfying strawberry odor. That was her favorite.

Hazel was stunning, her short tight red dress fit her just well. I just love a girl who listens to her man, that's so attractive. I'm glad Hazel listened to me when I told her that I wanted her to wear the red dress. I wasn't really serious but I was glad that she actually followed my advice. I was really wondering if she didn't break my first rule. I did tell her that I was allergic to underwears. Tonight, I wanted to be a vampire with no teeth. I wanted Hazel to feed me my favorite food.

Her sweet flower.

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"You're so beautiful, babe." I pinched her chin to activate my affection towards her. "I'm so lucky. I'm proud to be yours." My sentence burned her cheeks, positively.

"Thanks." A smile played on her face. "You're handsome yourself. " She complimented me.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I started, trying to focus on the road. "You stole my heart the first time we met. My thoughts were selfish for not letting me think about another girl. Not that I had one in mind but you were like a violin that was playing dangerous melodies days and nights. I wanted to stop listening but the notes were so beautiful, classic and addicting. I just couldn't stop." I paused as I curved her left hand in mine, satisfyingly. ", Waffle, ."

"Awe." She kissed my cheeks gently. "Stop it, you're making me blush." She admitted, sincerely.

"Did you hear that?" A silence broke in.

"No." She clapped back.

"Your voice. It's the sweetest, the classiest, the most beautiful gift in the universe. If you ever stop talking, I promise, I'll die." I bit my lip as I winked at her, . "It's like my medicine, I have to take it on time and If I don't, I might die. Do you want me to die?" I asked, jokingly.

"No." She laughed. "Stop."

"Exactly, if you don't want me to die one day." I kissed the back of her hand. "Keep talking. I don't care if you're spitting good or bad words. Just keep talking." I repeated. "Keep talking..." I closed my eyes on purpose as I swirled the car left and right just to scare her to death. "Keep talking..."

"Babe." Her eyes increased. "Are you trying to kill both of us? Open your eyes, please." She begged as she tried to make me open my eyes.

"Keep talking...." I laughed as I tried to keep my eyes closed.

"Babe, open your eyes." She yelled with her scary tone. "Babe!"

"Keep talking babe, Keep talking..." I finally opened my eyes as I burst out laughing. "I want you to keep talking even if you're about to die. Understood?"

"Don't do that again." She gave me a weak punch. "You scared me."

"Don't you trust your hubby?" My jaw clenched. "We need to talk about that now." I teased her.

"I trust you babe but you know something can really happen if you're actually taking your life as a joke." She exclaimed, worried. "You don't play like that."

"So basically, you don't trust me." I buried her good advice. "And so what? You don't want us to die together?" I blew a flirty kiss. "You're so sexy when you get mad." I glanced at her as her eyes flashed with anger. "Look at you, you're even sexier when you give me that serious face."

She smiled.

"Leave me alone." She said, playfully.

"My baby is mad at me." I faked a sad face. "Give me a kiss or I'll start swirling the car again," I warned her with my scary tone. "You have three seconds."

One.

Two.

"You're not going to kiss me?" I laughed. "Bet." As soon as I was about to play with the wheel. She suddenly pressed her lips covered with red ink on mine. "What was that? That wasn't a kiss." I replied, unsatisfied.

"It was." She sighed.

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"Come here." I grabbed her chin as my lips murdered hers with a wet french kiss. "That's better."

"Are we almost there?" She asked, Impatiently. "I'm hungry."

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"I am too." I pulled her dress all the way up as I witnessed her naked private part. "Can you feed me?" I gently pulled her skin with my hungry lips. "You taste even better today. What's the flavor?" I whispered biting her thighs, purposely.

She was definitely wet.

"Greenlight." She interrupted my tongue from going too far. She turned on the radio.

My favorite song was playing on the radio. Trey Songz- Walls.

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"See," I bit my upper lip. "I could be Trey Songz right now but you're playing." She smiled as her eyes judged me up and down with a thirsty look.

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As I opened the door for Hazel. Her eyes melted by the beautiful view. The flirty stars greeted her with a delicious light. We were in the middle of a forest. My huge camping tent was seconds away from us. A romantic table just for us.

Candles were melting by the cold selfish air, red roses spread all around the table, two empty glasses upside down. Grapes, green and red apples, juicy pineapples, strawberries were all waiting for Hazel to get a taste.

Red Wine.

I hid the red bottle of wine on my right hand and a ravishing red bouquet on my left and whispered in her ears.She turned around and noticed them.

"My favorite." She smelled the bouquet and shared a happy kiss with me. "Thank you." Her reaction was the best. I was trying my best not to lose control as a man. I had to be strong.

I carried her on my shoulders as I entered the red tent, unexpectedly. A romantic fresh dinner burned her stomach with a howling sound. A laugh crashed from her throat as tears welcomed her eyes with happiness. Her name was written on the inside, decorated with red roses. Not her original name but something better.

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"We're missing something." I flushed the silence with a song from my iPhone.

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"No, you didn't." She laughed as she started to sing along. "This is my song. What do you know about that?"

"I'll be your personal male stripper tonight." I rip my shirt off as she jumped by the perfection of my sexy abs. "Did you bring your singles?" I started to seduce her with my breathtaking dance moves. "Fifty-one Shades of Hawk," I whispered under my breath as she burst out laughing. "Shh... Watch and learn."

My hips started to move side to side as I started to mumble the words under my breath. My eyes shook my bad-boy intentions all the way as I started imagining Hazel's naked body on mine.

Control yourself! Control yourself, Hawk.

My mind was fighting the urge to grab Hazel and punish her with penis. Was she wet? Yes, and I was just getting started.

My warm tongue didn't even start dancing between her legs, yet.