Cristiano
I shut the door behind me and faceplate into the couch.
What an incredible young woman. Absolutely incredible.
And it’s only enhanced by her beauty.
How is she single?
I jump up from the couch and immediately begin pacing the room.
That lasts all of a handful of seconds before I’m in the kitchen boiling water for coffee.
I need to get to work, but not in a professional sense. One much, much more important.
I need to make this girl mine. No way am I letting her slip through my fingers. As a matter of fact it’s her finger that I’m going to have plans for.
We filled our stomachs with food tonight, but the real goal here is to fill her stomach with my child.
The thing about these big cities is that people become jaded. Add in working in a hospital and before long you’ve seen it all.
Not her. God, she’s just so bright eyed and bushy tailed. So full of life and energy and ready to take the world by the horns.
But she knows where she came from and she’s never going to forget it. She’s a girl with her feet firmly planted on the ground but her head in the clouds. What could be better? She’s a rational dreamer.
And I’m anything but rational right now.
I can’t focus on one thing. Not at all.
My cock is telling me to go take a cold shower, or better yet a warm one to release all this built up pressure in my pants.
Viagra? Are you kidding me? I was hard as a rock from the moment I picked her up until the moment I…well, now actually! My dick still hasn’t come down and she’s not even with me anymore.
Talk about powerful. I thought doctors were supposed to be calm, cool, collected and in charge.
I laugh. I guess it’s a microcosm of life. Men think they’re in charge only because their women allow it. And just like life the man’s out in front tooting his own horn while a woman is silently pulling the strings in the background not asking for a bit of the credit.
I’ve been that alpha out in front for a long time now. It’s one of the reasons I got hired for this job. They wanted a face for the hospital. Someone that could get business. It’s tough to think about sometimes but hospitals in this country are definitely a for profit operation and a big name doctor can certainly add to the bottom line.
And that was all fine with me, but now I finally see the light and did it ever happen so quickly.
Once I met her.
I get all the credit, but it’s the nurses like her that make everything run smoothly. The ones who do the tireless jobs around the clock. As a doctor I’m just a rock star who comes in, does my thing to a bunch of accolades, and then it’s done.
But the nurses are the real heroes. She’s the hero.
Here I’ve been thinking my life is so great and so complete and now I know for sure that it all means nothing without the absolutely perfect woman.
The one you can look your entire life trying to find, yet most never will.
But I’ve never ever considered myself to be most, and I certainly wouldn’t expect anything less from my woman.
And my woman is her.
She may not know it yet, but she is.
I’m sure she’s got a clue though. It wasn’t hard to see how fascinated I was with her at dinner. Twice I didn’t even hear the waiter, I was so lost in her words and those beautiful eyes of hers.
I can picture them now.
The way she looked up at me before I kissed her. And the way she looked at me when I wished her a good evening and forced myself down to my own door.
The entire time my legs felt like cinder blocks, my mind asking me, “What in the hell are you doing? Go back there! Stay with her.”
And oh how I wanted to.
To kiss her once more, knowing there’s no such thing as only one more kiss with her. That’s why I had to stop at one and one only.
That alone took all the discipline I had in my body.
And now that discipline is being tested yet again. I could go into that shower and fantasize about her but I won’t.
I won’t accept that kind of fake, temporary “victory.” A shallow and unfulfilling release.
I want the real thing. I want her.
I tip back the coffee and think of all the things I’m going to do with this girl.
How I’m going to show her I’m the absolute only man for her.
And when I do she will be mine and I’ll be hers, and I’ll have the only real “victory”…a ring on her finger and my child inside her.