Chapter 14

Mena parks his car at the school's parking lot. I get out of his car and walk straight to my dorm. He follows me. I'm I too drunk to not walk on my own?

The lights of my dorm turns on. Everything is the way we left it. But the cake on the table wasn't. The closer I walked towards it, the clearer my initials became. It was a small sized round red velvet cake placed on top of a white glass plate at the center of the table. There was a box behind the cake written on Best Bakers.

"Is this for me?" I ask surprisingly turning to face him.

"Yes." He responds.

Just a few minutes ago we were arguing on the streets like two lunatics. After being so bad to me, he brings me a surprise cake.

Seeing the cake in front of me makes my appetite increase. The red cream covering it was mouth watering.

He walks towards the table and pulls out a plastic knife from the box.

"What's a birthday without cake?" He says.

We cut the cake together. He does not sing me happy birthday but he says it out to me. All the anger I have towards him vanished in thin air.

As I try to pick a piece of cake to eat he stops me.

"What?" I ask completely confused.

Cake is supposed to be eaten not stopped from being eaten.

"May I feed you a piece? It's the least I can do," he politely requests.

I answer him by opening my mouth. Mena takes it as a cue to feed me the juicy red velvet cake. It is so goood. The combination of vodka and red velvet is so delightful.

The most pleasing figure in the room was Mena. I stare at his beautiful flawless face next to me. His brown curly hair, full rosy pink lips. He is completely alluring.

So as to distract myself from his sexiness, I pose a question.

"Is this the good act your doing to me?"

His expression turns from kind to confused so I enlighten my question.

"The bet, you're supposed to do a good deed to me," then he recalls.

"No, it's just a friendly act." He cooly responds.

"So we are friends?" I ask because I myself do not know. I could not even answer Mia's question in the bathrooms.

"Yes, if you're okay with that."

"Yes I am." I reply.

Mena is so intricate. At times he is so mean and later he is kind and caring. Come to think of it I do not know a lot of things about him. Now that I know we are friends I will learn a lot more about him.

"Here have some." I say trying to feed him a piece of cake. He dodges.

"Mena you said we're friends so have a bite," he smiles.

"Why are you smiling?"

"You called me Mena. I thought you call me that when you're angry," he notes.

"I don't know, Mena seemed perfect at the moment." I answer truthfully.

I urge him to eat again but he refuses.

"Why won't you have a bite?" I ask.

"I don't eat red velvet cake." He answers. Then why buy it. I ask him exactly that. He does not respond immediately as if battling whether to tell me or not.

"Because you looked extremely sexy and gorgeous in that shade of red lipstick on tonight." His words made me run short of breathe.

He comes closer to me only an inch away. I feel the adrenaline go wild within my veins that even holding the piece of cake feels like lifting weights. Then he asks me.

"Have you made a birthday wish yet?" His voice so soft.

Why is he asking me this? My brain always turns mush whenever he is this close to me. Unable to speak I shake my head no.

"I'm sorry I didn't get you a birthday present." He speaks. I did not expect him to give me any present at all. Even the cake was a shock to me.

"What do you want as your birthday present?" He asks extremely soft.

I did want something.

"You" I whisper underneath my breathe so low for me to hear.

"Becky," he persists. I am deeply lost in his brown eyes.

Mena bends closer till I can feel his breathe on my skin. His lips linger around mine, teasingly till he finally clashes them. No sooner had he kissed me than I threw the cake on the floor.

His mouth tastes minty. The alcohol, red velvet cake and his mint sends a thrilling feeling all over my body. The combination is mind blowing. At first he kisses me slowly, then fast. His huge arms grabs my waist while the other pushes my head back giving him access to trail small kisses on my neck and collarbone.

As soon as he kisses that spot below my ears, my mind explodes.

Mena guides us towards Fine's bed never breaking the kiss. He places me above his bulging crotch. We break the kiss because Mena starts licking and nibbling on my skin causing me to grip his hair. It feels so soft in my hands.

Our mouths meet again and our tongues explore each other. I let out a low moan.

He slowly starts to unzip the zipper of my jumpsuit but I stop him and look at my feet which still has the high heels. He gently takes the shoes off and uses his skillful lips to brush his lips on my legs, thighs that were half exposed till he just stared at me. His lips were red and swollen from kissing me but his eyes told that he wanted more.He repositions me on his lap such that I am straddling him.

His hands find my zipper once more and he starts slowly unzipping. Mena huskily whispers in my ears.

"You feel so good. I bet ur clit is throbbing and needy for me." His dirty talk ignited me. I was feeling hot. He goes back to my neck licking it. Another moan escapes from my mouth.

I hear a muffled noise. It goes on and on. That's my ringtone. I get off of him and reach for my purse leaving him dazed. The light from my phone shows me a card from my purse. It is Tom Payne's credit card. I'm sure the bar attender put it in there. What am I going to do with it? Why did he put it in my purse? Without further questioning, I answer the call.

"Hi mom," I sounded out of breathe.

"Hi Becky, I'm sorry to call you this late I'm sure you were asleep."

No mom not at all. I was enjoying myself. my subconscious points out.

"It's ok mom. Why did you call?"

"To wish you a happy birthday." She sounded tired as she wished me.

"Thanks mom. You sound tired. Are you home or at the office?" I ask worriedly.

"I'm home don't worry. I just wanted to wish you," she states and it melts my heart. I know she is too exhausted at the moment but she is still persevering to wish her daughter.

I hear a thud of the door closing. Mena left without a word.

"What was that?" My mom asks. Ughh couldn't he just close the door silently.

"It's my roommate walking in the room." I lie.

"It's way too late for her to be returning in dorm." She's back I see.

"She's from visiting her sickly mother that's why she's coming in late." I lie again. I am going to blame all my actions tonight on the vodka.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Wish her mother a quick recovery on my behalf," she pities.

"I will. Goodnight  mom,"

"Goodnight. Love you."

"Love you too." I hung up.

Fine told me that I would have an unforgettable birthday. I did. It was my first time to go to a club, I met a kind person. Tom Payne. I even have his credit card but I will not use it. That is not fair to him. I also took alcohol, dancing with Mia and Fine for strangers, getting yelled at over it, almost losing my virginity to Benjamin, mother calling and interrupting.

I wonder if he is regretting what we did. How will I act if I see him tomorrow?

I lay Fine's bed. It is 3:00am and she is not back yet. Jace. She might be with Jace.

I put the remaining cake in the mini fridge, clean off the cake that fell then head to the bathroom with my bathing items. A shower will reduce on the tiredness I am feeling. I wash out the make up too. I change in to my pajamas and sleep.

I hear noises in the room and see a blurry imagine of Fine throwing herself on her bed and covering her body wholly with the bedcovers. I was too tired to have a conversation with her at 4 or 5 or 6. Whatever time it was. All I wanted to do was sleep.