Chapter 4 Are you crazy

Hazel-Rose

Wyatt and I were still in the café, had been for the last couple of hours. I was enjoying his company, but I was getting restless sitting in the same place. I can't stay still for too long.

"Let's get out of here," I suggested.

"And go where?" He asked, raising his brow at me.

I knew what he was thinking, and maybe in the back of my mind I was thinking the same, but he wouldn't, so why suggest it? He was going to be a hard one to crack, that was for sure. I wasn't used to having to work when it comes to men. It was something that always came quickly for me, but not Wyatt. I was up for the challenge, though.

"You know where I would like to go, but since you aren't up for that, I have another idea," I said.

"And that will be what?" He asked.

"You will need to come with me, and find out," I said.

I had an idea, but if he was up for it or not, that will be something else. It depends on what his thoughts are on heights and water. I am not telling him where we are going until we get there.

"Should I be worried?" He laughed.

"I hope not, but I have a feeling my plan is something you have not done before," I said.

Wyatt doesn't seem the type of living on the edge, jumping off cliffs, and everything similar to that, but hey he may surprise me. He has surprised me already with everything else.

"Hmm, OK," He said, not looking too sure about what was going on.

I giggled, going into my bag for my purse to pay for our orders or at least half of it.

"What are you doing?" Wyatt asked.

"What does it look like?" I spoke.

"No, put that away, I will get the bill," He said firmly.

"No, you won't," I replied, "I have money, I can pay for things myself," I added.

I know he was only being a gentleman and all, but I don't like when men insist on paying. I taught myself many years ago not to need or rely on a man for anything, not only men but also anyone.

"I didn't say you can't," He said, "So, will you please just let me pay the damn bill," He added laughing.

I went to protest, but he gave me a stern look. I rolled my eyes, tossing my hands in the air and nodded. He smiled widely at me. He can smile all he wants, but if he thinks I am allowing this to happen every time, he has another thing coming. He made sure to leave a generous tip too, and we headed out.

"Did you drive here? I didn't, I walked," I asked.

He nodded and placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me towards his car. He opened the door for me, letting me get in first. I was slightly taken back but thanked him with a smile. Is he a gentleman all the time? Wyatt ran around, getting into the driver's seat.

"Are you always a gentleman?" I asked, looking at him.

"I try to be, yes," He said.

"And what about in the bedroom? Are you one in there too?" I asked.

"Now, that is something you will have to wonder about it," He smirked.

I groaned with his reply. He doesn't give me anything. I hope he wasn't too much of a gentleman in the bedroom. I need a slight roughness in that department. I need excitement and none of this vanilla sex crap. Life is too short for bad sex.

"I need to know these things before it happens," I giggled, "I am a lot to handle, and I need to make sure you will be able to keep up," I added.

"Trust me, I will have no problem keeping up," He said confidently.

"Alrighty then," I said.

If that was true or if he was only saying that I don't, but I will find out. I will get an idea with the way he kisses me. You can tell a lot from a kiss.

"Can I have directions, please?" He asked.

I laughed and gave him his first direction. The place I was taking us was about half-an-hour away, but I loved the place. I hope he would too, but maybe not as much when he realises why I am taking him there.

***

We had arrived at our destination. Wyatt parked the car and turned to me.

"Um, why have you brought me here?" He asked, "Do you plan on throwing me off," He added, laughing.

"Of course not, what do you take me for?" I giggled, "But we are jumping off," I added.

I loved this place. I came here a lot, sometimes myself, sometimes with friends. The cliff was pretty high but safe enough to jump from, right into the water below, unless bad weather, that no, but that is common sense. I loved jumping into it. It made me feel fearless and free, and who doesn't want to feel that way?

"Hell no, I am not jumping off a damn cliff," He said, freaking out.

"Come on, don't be a pussy," I laughed, "It is fun and safe," I added.

He stood his ground, shaking his head rapidly. It was overwhelming for someone who hasn't done it before, but after you do it once all that fear goes away.

"Fine, you stay up here, alone, safe and be boring," I said.

"I am not watching you jump off a damn cliff," He said firmly.

"I do it all the time," I shrugged.

He didn't look too keen on the entire idea. That was his choice. He can stay up here if he wants.

"Why? Are you fucking crazy?" He said.

"A little yes," I said.

He started lecturing me about the dangers, but I wasn't listening, not really. I am not stupid. I know what I am doing. He continued on, and as he did, I started stripping down, nodding my head to act like I was listening.

His eyes soon went wide, and his attention fell on me, his works strained now. I smirked, slipping my bottoms off.

"I, I, I what was I saying?" He stammered out.

He couldn't peel his eyes away from me, and his tongue was darting in and out of his lips.

"I will ask you once more, are you coming in?" I asked.

"Hmm," was all he said.

I giggled loudly and stepped close to him. I pressed my body to his and moved my lips to his ear.

"Come on, handsome, live a little," I purred, "And if you are lucky, you may get a kiss because I know you want more now than you did. You couldn't take your eyes off me," I added, running my fingers over his chest.

His breathing was becoming heavier, and I could feel his heart race in his chest.

"I can't," He stuttered out.

"Yes, you can, we can jump together, baby boy," I say.

"I can't believe I am saying this, but fine," He said, "You owe me for this," He added laughing.

"Yay! Trust me, once you do it, you will love it," I smiled widely.

I stepped back, letting him strip down. As he did, it was my turn to stare, and maybe drool a little. He looked damn good under his clothes. He wasn't too toned or muscular, but still sexy. I was surprised by the tattoos. God, I wanted to do naughty things to him.

"These are very sexy," I groaned, reaching to trace over the tattoos.

"Mmm, you like those?" He breathed out.

"Yes," I whispered.

He was looking at me, his eyes darker than usual. I would call that lust. I smirked, and then pulled away.

"Come on, let's do this," I said.

We put our things into the car, and I led us to the cliff edge. I grabbed his hand in mine.

"You are crazy," He chuckled.

"I know, now jump," I said.

I gave him a moment, and we stepped closer. He took a few deep breaths, and we jumped together-the adrenaline rushing through me as I did. And we soon hit the water with a huge splash.

I came up first, and he followed me.

"Fucking hell, that was incredible," He said.

"Stick with me, handsome, and you will have more fun than you can ever imagine," I smiled.

I will have him hooked in no time to all my craziness, and he will love every second of it.