Shit. So he had been the one who had gotten her in trouble with her father last night? Matthew frowned to himself and fiddled with his keys before pocketing them. If he hadn’t kissed her she wouldn’t have skipped school and maybe her father would have kept his filthy fucking hands to himself. Shit. “I’m sorry Abby,” he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut and running a hand over his chin, feeling his afternoon stubble scratch against his palm. “I fucked up yesterday when I kissed you, part of this is my fault.” He glanced across at her, eyes straying towards the gash on her head and his stomach plummeting at the thought that he might have some responsibility for it. At least now he had the chance to redeem himself…so long as he could keep his hands to himself and his dick in his pants.<br/><br/>“I like you,” he smiled and shook his head, lifting his free hand to run it through his hair. “Of course I do. On your first day you managed to piss off the Principal, whack the most popular girl in school Amber or Ashley or whatever her name is and attempt to jump my bones. I’m very impressed and I can’t wait to see what comes next.”<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Alright then, see you in bed then Matthew.</span><br/><br/>Matthew drew in a sharp breath and shut his eyes trying his damnedest not to picture her in his bed, her hair spread over his pillow, her legs entangled with his…Jesus. Who was the teenager here?<br/><br/>“Hm? Pencils?” What was that about pencils? Numb, he nodded his agreement without hearing a word she said and watched as she let go of his hand and slipped out of the jeep. Alone for a second he took a couple of deep breaths. He could do this. He was going to help this girl and he was going to do it for the right reasons. He was definitely not going to have her in his bed. Well, he might but not while he was in it. Following her example he got out and went around to her side of the vehicle, grabbing her bag and heaving it up onto his shoulder. “And if you even<span style="font-style: italic">think</span>about cleaning anything I’ll tie you up,” he added, with a smirk, his eyes darkening visibly at the idea which wasn’t unappealing to say the least. Locking up the jeep he turned and headed towards the apartment building, getting to the door first and holding it open for her. “How do you feel about elevators?” Matt asked, glancing towards the stairwell with distaste.