Rewritten

Chapter 9: Scott

Most girls would be talking my ear off about how great the date was and that we should hang out more but not her. Even during dinner she was quiet after our conversation about our families and 'Superbad.' Seeing her blush was too cute. She did this twister thing with her tongue when we made out. For a quiet girl she's a wild one.

The radio was on playing some pop song I didn't know as I drove. I took my eyes off the road for a second to see that she was looking out the window, fist under her chin. I wondered what's she's thinking about.

"You okay?" I asked.

Maria muttered, "yeah," but she still was turned to the car window. Her house came into view, I pulled into the driveway stopping the car fully.

"Thanks, I had a great time," she said smiling, removing the seat belt across her body.

"Me too. Do you want me to walk to your door?" I asked with hesitation.

She said "sure" while grabbing her purse and opened the door.

"I'm supposed to open your door." I told her exiting my side.

"Well you were taking too long," she responded playfully, shutting the door. Meeting her side we walked toward the door, our shoes clobbering on the pavement.

"Is something wrong?" I couldn't take the random silences between us, it's not like I gave a shit but I did wanna know.

"Nothing, what's with all these questions?" she scoffed.

I squinted at her with suspicion, "you're too quiet."

"I don't feel like talking, is that bad?"

"It suits you," staring at each other a little. Her beautiful eyes wide, she licked her full lips before biting the bottom one.

"Well goodnight." Maria said with a nod.

"Goodnight," I replied.

She patted my shoulder and turned to her door but I grabbed her hand, pulling her into me. I cupped her cheek, leaning in for one more kiss. The door opened in a swift motion, her father in the doorframe.

"Hi daddy," she said in a chipper voice.

"We agreed midnight, it's 12:29 am," his voice low and deep, there was no other emotion with this guy but anger. I thought we made a breakthrough earlier tonight but he was very tight and terse.

"Sorry dad, I probably lost track of time." She replied smiling, obviously daddy's little girl. She then glanced at me while he had that 'I'll kill you' expression. She approached the doorway, gave her dad a kiss on the cheek. He told her to go upstairs and get ready for bed.

She nodded at him, "bye Scott," was her last words as she went inside leaving me and him alone.

"Nice evening, sir?" I asked with a forced laugh.

His face fuming because we came late, inching closer to me he spoke low and menacing, "I want you to know that if you ever try to do anything with my daughter, I can make it look like an accident. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir," I squeaked. He turned, slamming the door in my face. Fuck, man what the hell am I getting myself into? Another date down, besides her father scaring the shit out of me I had a good time tonight. The feeling of not having sex on a first date was refreshing, that needed to be changed immediately.