Alexandria laughed when he picked her up with ease, her heart skipping a beat. He sure was being bold, but perhaps that was a good sign. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding her forehead against his and listening to his breathing. He was nice and warm. Keith radiated something that was so different from anyone else she had ever been this close to. He wasn't being the usual cocky jerk guy who expected to see her give head in a few seconds or something else of the same nature. That was probably it; he didn't expect her to do anything. She couldn't see that lust-filled stare that most guys had, that almost said "get on your knees".<br/><br/>In her mind, she had got used to the idea that most guys were indeed like that and that it was normal not to expect anything else. Keith had managed to prove her wrong, but she'd never admit that to him. Despite everything, Alexandria was still the queen, she had a kingdom to rule, expectations to fill, issues to address. Perhaps in another life she had really been a queen.<br/><br/>"No." She replied and smirked. "I think you'll have to stay next to me the whole night. Forget about sleeping in my brother's room." Alexandria reached to caress his cheek and leaned back to look at his face. "I want to wake up tomorrow morning with this same face on the pillow next to mine. I think a lot of girls would agree with me." She had a playful gleam in her eyes, teasing him about his brand new popularity. "How do you feel being so popular, Mister High Standards?"