Take me home

For a Playboy like Braxton he was kinda nervous while going to pick Alicia up.  He couldn't help but feel his heart about to jump out of your chest. Like who wouldn't be nervous with Alicia Young only a Deadman. 

Of course Braxton doesn't get nervous in a good day. Guess this isn't a good day for him.

When he got to the secluded estate of Alicia's mansion, he got down from his car and rang the doorbell.

"Alicia, it's me." He said.

A few minutes later the gate was pulled opened and Alicia walked out in a sexy crop top and jeans trouser.

She looked like she's in her mid twenties.

Braxton stared at her and smiled sexily.

"I love your outfit." He whispered into her ear. Alicia blushed and stepped back a little from him.

"We are in front of my house, Braxton. You don't know who might be watching." She said calmly. He glanced around and nodded his head in understanding.

I pulled the car door open and ushered her in. After Al