Alexis went out to the car with Vician, mumbling, "Sorry about them."  She was sure that the next day, she'd be hearing about her parents' impressions of her date, and she was pretty sure her dad's wouldn't be favorable - it never did.  He pretty much was never okay with anything his daughter did.<br/><br/>Vician started driving, and Lexi looked sharply at him, wondering why he wasn't saying anything, why he wasn't flirting.  She blinked as she saw the angry look on his face, and with a sinking feeling in her stomach, she wondered what her parents had said to him.  As he pulled off onto a side road, she whispered, "Vician, I--," but he cut her off when he pulled her into his arm, moving so fast she barely registered it.<br/><br/>Her heart thudding, she moaned against him as his mouth found her throat.  "Oh, God," she gasped at his words even as her fingernails dug into his back, "I thought you were mad at me.  I was worried."  Her mouth frantically kissed him, her hands gripping him closer so that her body molded against his.