Chapter 6
The day was going better than I expected it to. The way he flirted, the way he looked at me I could see myself in Dean’s bed that night, we were both thinking about it. I knew he was from the invitations that he was sending out to me. I would be a fool not to notice that he wanted to sleep with me, my breath caught in my throat when he invited me to dinner because even though he wanted to spend more time with me I knew it wasn’t going to be just a make out session that evening and I was wanting it as much as he was.
He finally pulled away from me and I swam over to the deep end to use the ladder and get out, the day was going by fast, faster than any day in my life and for once I wasn’t bored, I wasn’t sad and thinking about the losses I had. I thought more about everything that I was gaining from a new friendship to a new lover and he was the man that I was looking for.
It wasn’t like I went out on a lot of dates, I always made sure that if I went out with any man that he was worth my time and Dean was definitely worth my time. I didn’t feel as if we weren’t connecting, I didn’t feel as if I was wasting my time.
I was hoping the night would go just as well as the day and we stayed outside for a good portion of it.
Dean had set up a table for dinner on the back deck. He did it himself and put a white tablecloth over it, he lit the candles and did everything except cooking dinner and serving the wine that my taste buds really enjoyed.
It was strawberry wine and he noticed that I enjoyed that better than the one sip of beer I had earlier in the day.
For dinner, we had a salad, steak, and potatoes. The steak was well seasoned and it was medium rare just the way I liked it.
“Do you want something sweet?” He asked when we were done eating. He didn’t have a problem making eye contact with me and even had a glass of wine though I could tell he really didn’t like it.
“I’m full,” I told him, wiping my mouth with the napkin that was in front of me.
“Good, I think today was a great day.” He nodded his head, leaning back in his chair and putting his hands behind his head.
I watched him as he stared up at the sky, he was searching for the first star and I couldn’t help but smile at him, though he was tough on the help he had around the house he was sincere and sweet when it came to someone he cared about. I would never imagine that he would set up a dining table and candles when I first talked to him that morning and I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t see it with my own eyes but the steps that he had taken to make me happy were romantic, something that I hadn’t seen in a man in a very long time. So long that I didn’t think that there were any men out there who were romantic. I thought they no longer existed.
“Look, the first star!” Dean shouted so loud that I almost jumped out of my chair.
I laughed and looked up to where he was pointing and I saw it. I closed my eyes and made a wish, closing them tightly as if I were a child and still believed in the magic of wishes and fairytales.
“What did you wish for?” He whispered, leaning over the table when I opened my eyes.
“If I tell you it won’t come true.” I laughed at him and pushed his face away gently with the palm of my hand.
“I will tell you my wish if you tell me yours.” He tried coaxing me, his grin spreading wider across his face.
“No way, it’s almost like I will show you mine if you show me yours.” I giggled.
“Are you willing to show me yours?” He whispered I could see his eyes challenging me as the night grew darker.
I bit down on my lip and nodded my head, I was ready to show him if he was ready to show me. I had thought about it for the past hour, wondering more and more what he would be like in bed.
“Good, I will show you mine first.” He moaned, standing up from the table and reaching out to take my hand.
I slowly put my hand in his and got up from my chair. He led me into the house through the sliding glass doors. We left the bartender as he stood there reading a book just waiting for Dean to tell him what he needed or wanted.
Dean didn’t dismiss him from his duties, I wasn’t surprised. He was still the man that needed the security of his help around him, I had a feeling that was a flaw that he was never going to let go. But I knew that no one was perfect and that I could get over the habit he had.
I thought he was going to bring me to his bedroom but instead, he brought me into the living room, closing the wooden sliding doors behind us so that no one could bother us.
“I don’t like anyone seeing my messy room.” He joked, turning back towards me.
I stood there with my heart beating faster and faster as he got closer and closer to me. I wanted him, I wanted him so much that by the time he reached me my knees were starting to shake and no matter how much I tensed up they wouldn’t stop shaking.
“I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you move into the house Shelly, I just never had the nerve to come over and introduce myself.” He murmured, wrapping his arms around me and searching my face with his eyes.
“Since we’re doing confessions I have to confess that I’ve watched you from a distance since I first moved in.” I moaned as he kissed me below my ear.
“Well tonight, we’re closing the gap.” He moaned and I felt his hot breath tickle my earlobe.