For paisleystoryteller ,

My name. She called my name. I couldn't believe that I actually won. I thought I was hearing things when she opened that tiny slip of paper and finally spoke. It took Renee screaming while grabbing hold of my arm and shaking me for it to finally register in my brain.

"You won! Omg you won!" Renee's voice boomed over the murmur of the students. I chuckled softly. Her excitement was beginning to rub off on me, "I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you. I can't believe it."

"Well, believe it, girl. Your drawings are always amazing."

"Alright everyone," Tucking her hair behind her ear after throwing the tiny slip of paper away, Karen addressed the class again, "That's our time for today. I'd like for our winner to stay behind. Everyone else, you're free to go."

Stay behind? Oh no.

"Why does she need me to stay behind?" I unintentionally whispered aloud, running my fingers through my hair. There wasn't anything more we needed to discuss. Prince will be using my art for his album cover. What else do they need from me?

"I don't know," Renee mutters, her green orbs sparkling with curiosity as they bore into mine. I didn't think she heard me. A small smile makes its way to her lips as she stood to her feet, "I should go, but you better tell me what happened later."

"Of course," I couldn't help but laugh at the way her eyebrow raised while her eyes narrowed. Almost as if she were daring me not to tell her. The corners of her mouth turned upward once again.

"Don't forget."

"I won't."

I watched as Renee filed out of the room with everyone else. Of course, Monica lingered in the doorway for a few minutes with a look i couldn't decipher. If she was upset about me winning, there's nothing I could do. I let out a soft sigh as she finally walked out and closed the door behind her.

Now, i was alone with Karen... and Prince.

"Thank you for staying," After picking up my artwork off her desk, Karen turned to me and smiled, "I will be right back. I'm going to make a couple of copies of this if that's okay."

"Yes, that's perfectly fine with me."

"Good," Her smile never faltered even as she left the room. My eyes drifted from the now closed door to the floor, silently examining the carpet tiles while my hand slowly glided up and down my arm.

"I loved your drawing," I didn't even have to look up to know that he was speaking to me. With my bottom lip tucked between my teeth, I shivered slightly as that low, sexy timbre caressed my ears again, "You captured exactly what I was looking for when I envisioned the cover for my album."

"Thank you," Bringing my eyes up to his, I allowed a small smile to make its way to my lips, "I'm so glad you loved it."

"I really did. You're amazing. In more ways than one."

My eyebrow raised at that last statement. Was he...flirting with me?

"Oh really? How so?"

"Well, for starters," His movements were slow, calculating even, as he made his way over to me. My heart raced with every step forward he took. Swallowing hard, there was a dryness that suddenly consumed my throat I'd never felt before. My eyes tried to follow him as he circled around my body. I had no idea what he wanted from me, but I'll be damned if I didn't find out. Pearly whites made their third appearance of the day as he continued speaking, "I can tell you have a big...heart and don't mind helping people out."

I chuckled lowly, trying to ignore the way his tongue darted out between his lips and slowly ran over the lower one as his eyes lingered on my breasts briefly before bringing them up to mine. Yeah...he was definitely flirting with me.

"Is that right?"

"Mmm-hmm. I need someone like you on my team."

"I'm not interested in becoming part of your harem," The words left my lips before I could even stop them. I don't know what possessed me to say that, but it's the truth. I didn't participate in this contest just to become another notch in his belt.

"My harem?" The corners of his mouth turned upward at the same time a low chuckle escaped his lips, "I don't have a harem, sugar. But, if I did, I promise you wouldn't regret being apart of it."

"Do you always flirt with people you barely know?"

"If I like what I see, yes."

The air in the room became a little warmer as he closed the space between us, reaching out to tuck a few loose curls behind my ear. I could barely breathe.

"And I love what I see," Tucking his index finger underneath my chin, he lifts my head so that I'm looking at him, "Really, I do."

"Prince," My voice was barely above a whisper as his face inched closer to mine. His lips parted slightly, making my breathing hitch. Was this really about to happen?

"Sorry, it took me so long, the copy machine was messing up and I was pulled into a conversation by-," Karen stopped us both in our tracks as she finally walked in, carrying copies of my artwork. Turning to face us, her eyes widened a bit, "Oh, am I interrupting something?"

"No, she thought there was something in her eye and asked me to check it out, that's all," Prince replied before I could, stepping back to put some space between us.

Her eyebrow raised at his words as she looked at both him and I, making me wonder what she was thinking. Did she believe him? I probably wouldn't have.

"Well, here's the original copy of your drawing," Thankful for the change in subject, I smiled softly as I took it from her, "We'll keep the other copies."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. And the next time you two want to make out, don't do it in my classroom."

My jaw dropped. I didn't expect her to say that. Neither did Prince.

"What?" Karen walked over to her desk and pulled her chair out just enough for her to sit down, "I'm not stupid. I knew what that 'something in her eye' thing meant. And I saw how close you both were. Just don't let it happen again."

"Yes ma'am."

"Now, both of you run along. I need to get ready for my next class."

"So, maybe I'll see you around sometime?" I shivered as that low, husky voice hit my ears again the moment we made our way out of the room. I smiled.

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Mmm-hmm," My smile grew a little wider as he wrapped his arms around my waist, "Maybe you will."

"Oh really? Will you give me your number?"

"Of course. Once you get dressed first," I chuckled softly as one of his bodyguards walked up with a bag of Prince's clothes in his hand. He chuckled, slowly pulling away from me.

"Alright. Don't go anywhere now."

"I won't."

A/N: Just a little something before I turn in for the night. I apologize for taking so long in posting this. I hope you and everyone else enjoyed 💜😊

P.S.: I know I'm late, but, RIP Prince. Thank you for the music and bringing so many of us together. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met AryanaT , IsaNelson69 , JasminLanae , -badera , mimi45961, PrincesShadeFace , voxofp , BlueRainbowBrite, leslievette,   candired9, Vashtie86, keiathegypsy, HumanNature82
FilthyCute , CoffyIsTheColor  and the rest of my Wattpad family. Just being able to read the many wonderful stories they've written about you or funny comments they post gets me through each day, honestly. I will cherish them and you, of course, forever. Love you all 😘💜