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I got inside the hearse and gave him an evil glare as I sat down. �You think you know me so well don�t you?� I said and he closed the door on the question.
He went around to the other side of the car and ran his fingers through his hair.
The inside of the car smelt like lavender and the scent that clove cigarettes leave after they�ve been smoked, sort of a thick honey-like scent. There was only one big, connected seat in the front of the vehicle. It was deep black leather and it seemed to hug every curve of my body as I sat there. Behind me was a big, tented glass window that I could see there was a mattress with crimson, satin sheets and a black, velvet blanket strewn strategically about the mattress. It was the area where there was normally, in any other hearse, an area to put the casket. Antonio had turned it into some sort of gothic lovemaking lair. I turned my head to see what Antonio was doing. His back was leaned on the outside of the hearse, and he was smoking a clove. His fingers searched his pants for his pocket. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his car keys, which had three silver keys jiggling from the key ring. There were key ornaments of a gothic cross, a tombstone, and a silver church bell. He put out his clove cigarette with his forefinger and thumb, flicked it across the street, and opened the door and sat down.
�Sorry, I had to smoke a clove to calm me down. And to your earlier statement, since you so love late reactions, I don�t think I know you so well. I�m the type of person that assumes a yes until I am told a no. And if I�m told a no, I go one about my business and let it just roll off of me." He stared right into my eyes as he said the entire thing.
He closed the car door and stuck the keys into the ignition and started the car.
�Tony,� I said trying to tie my hair back in a bun
�Yeah?� He said pulling out into traffic
�Am I transparent? I mean am I that easy to read?�
�No, I just pick up on people. It�s this thing I have,� he said looking at a car behind us that was riding on the tail of the car,� I can just tell a disruption in someone�s auricle flow, �
�You shouldn�t do that you know. You could get yourself into some serious trouble with girls if you assume yes.� I said while unconsciously tearing out strands of my hair.
He stuck his left arm out of the car window and flipped off the driver behind us and I giggled.
�Piece of shit, mother fucker! Get the hell off my ass!� he yelled out the window.
The car behind us swerved to get on the left side of the car. The driver glared at Tony for a while and Tony gave him a huge smile, large enough to show off his dimples and the driver sped away. He smiled at me for a moment, proud of himself and I laughed then he resumed watching the road.
We turned down Rue St. Claire and turned into the driveway of my two-story, Victorian gray brick house. He turned off the ignition and we sat there for a moment in awkward silence. The sexual tension between us was thick. I could feel myself getting sweaty all over again. I knew I had to get out of that car right away otherwise the scent of my sweat would fill the air and plague our noses.
�Well I better be getting inside now. I need to take a shower.� I said quickly and I opened the door to get out.
�Harmony,� he said. I turned around to see what he wanted and he grabbed my head and kissed me.
His kiss was soft yet aggressive at the same time. It was almost like he had given my tongue a two-hour massage with his own, although it only lasted about two minutes. I was suspended in space and time. Nothing seemed to move while everything seemed to spin. There was a tornado with no wind and I imploded. I felt my muscles relaxing and my bones melting. Suddenly, I could feel the flow of my blood just under my skin. I could feel his lips transforming me and my soul became alive. I had to stop this but I didn�t want to. I knew I had to stop this exhilaration before I melted into a Harmonious puddle. I pulled myself away from him and looked at him for a moment with a slight blush. We both smiled shyly and looked down.
�Wow, this is awkward,� I said with a huge smile on my face.
�Just a little,� he said looking off.
�I�m sorry I�m just a little shy.� I said fixing my hair out of my face.
�Me too. So, about that kiss,� he said looking back at me with a smile.
I laughed a little and rubbed my left shoulder with my right hand.
�What about it,� I said flirtatiously
�Did you like it?�
�I loved it.�
�Yeah? It was pretty good for me too.�
I smiled and laughed shyly.
�Yeah, I liked it so much I was actually thinking, I wouldn�t mind doing it again.� He said flashing me his dimples.
We moved in, and kissed again. This time, he put his arms around me and I ended up, somehow, lying down with him on top of me, kissing me. His lips tasted just like honey. I suppose it was the clove that he had smoked not too long ago. I felt like I couldn�t take so much pleasure. Then, I realized that I was really, really smelly. I pushed him off.
�I�m sorry I really, really need to get inside. I have a lot of stuff to do. I�m really sorry.� I said as I slid from underneath him. I hurried quickly to my black iron, picket fence that was covered in ivy vines and opened the gate. I turned around to have just one last look at Tony and he was standing outside of his car staring at me with a confused look but with a smile.
�So I�ll be here to pick you up at nine o� clock all right?� He said as he lit a clove that was pressed between his lips.
�Where exactly are you taking me?� I said leaning on my fence looking him over.
�Remember I asked you if you like to party?� he said as he took a long drag from the clove,� Well, we�re going to party our asses off.�
�How should I dress?� I said grinning
�Dress to depress.� He said and then he got in his hearse and drove off around the block.