Alexandria accepted his kiss, and smiled cleverly, like a mischievous little girl who knew where she could take this if she so wished. Although she enjoyed the sweet moments, because she had never been able to have any of them, there was a reason why some people called her a "bad bitch". The more Keith drowned her in his innocent comments about her beauty, the more she wanted to shock this inexperienced former nerd by showing that behind every 'I care about you', there was a want, a primal desire to prove that. No matter how romantic a guy could be, everyone became a beast in bed. Undoubtedly, even Keith. She sighed at the thought, feeling sorry he could not read her mind. She would have loved to see the shock on his face.<br/><br/>He spoke of a date, saying he'd do anything to take her to one. Alex blinked her eyes in surprise. That was what he wanted? A date? Wait, wait, wait... this guy was sitting on her bed, while she was practically shoving her chest into his face and squirming like a cat in heat and he was asking for a date? Oh, she was loving this. Alexandria couldn't hold her laughter and looked at him in disbelief. "A date? Why would you want to take me on a date?" No one had ever taken her on a date. Or if they had, it was usually the quickest dinner and then running back to the car for a quick fix of sex. Keith seemed to think in Disney movie standards, which was refreshing and amusing at the same time.<br/><br/>"You're strange." She spoke, tapping his nose playfully. "You know what I think? I don't believe in dates. Dates are a way to convince your crush that you are worth undressing in bed. Once both are convinced, they have sex and never see each other again because the excitement and challenge of convincing and impressing the other is gone."