Why Did It Have To Be You?

Dean laughs. “No thank you! We are staying in the public eye the whole time. No temptations allowed. You know I can’t resist you.” He smirks at me. “Not that that dress is helping matters much.” Dean grumbles, and I laugh. “So what are we allowed to do on this date then?”

He smiles ahead, confident as ever. “Well. I can hold your hand and maybe steal a few kisses. Definitely cuddles.”

I laugh. “Oh man you and your cuddles. Seems like very serious business.”

He just nods “It is.”

He reaches over and grabs my hand. I link my fingers with his, and suddenly things feel more serious than they were before. You don’t hold hands when it is just sex. This somehow feels more personal even though I have literally had the man inside of me.

He pulls our joined hands up to his mouth and places a small kiss on my hand, and then he glances at me. “But really I just want to get to know you more without being so distracted by how much I want you.”

I laugh again, but his words both melt my heart and turn me on at the same time. How can someone be so sweet and yet so sexy at the same time? I don’t know what to say so I just smile and nod.

Dean pulls into a parking spot downtown near the beach. “A little early for dinner?”

He grabs my hand again and starts walking toward the water. “I was thinking of something a little greasier for dinner.”

I give him a confused look, but then we turn down another downtown street and I see a huge fair is set up by the waterfront.

“Oh my gosh! A fair?” I squeal. He smiles at my giddiness.

“I wanted to take you somewhere teenagers usually hang out so you’d forget I’m a middle aged man.” He jokes referencing the first night we met.

I laugh. “Trust me. If I had known about your actual middle aged man skills, I would have saved us a whole lot of time in the getting to know you portion of the night and would have gone straight to me splayed naked across the pinball machine time.”

Dean stops walking abruptly. “Jesus Caroline! Now all I can think about is you naked on top of the pinball machine.” He pauses and then looks right at me with a grin. “Now I know what is happening on date number two. Or maybe how to end date number one.” He smirks at me again.

I run my finger up his chest. “Already think you can convince me on another date huh?”

He places his hand over my hand on his chest and leans down to kiss me. It is a slow, sensual kiss. Just when I try to take it deeper, he pulls back.

“Yes. There will be a date number two.”

He turns like he is going to continue to walk toward the fair but his feet aren’t moving. He’s just standing there. “Uhm. What are you doing?”

He sighs. “Well, I can’t just enter a family event sporting a boner, now can I?”

My eyes automatically fall to his pants, and I laugh. “No I guess you can’t. Quick think of something nonsexy. Oh! I know! You can imagine me and Brian getting it on.”

Dean turns to me with a horrified look on his face. “What the actual fuck Caroline?”

I start laughing so hard. I can’t help it. The look on his face is priceless. Dean doesn’t look amused. My smile grows even bigger. “What? It worked didn’t it?” I smirk at him.

He just shakes his head. “How am I ever going to be able to keep up with you?"

???

We spend the first hour or so playing all the little carnival games. Dean wasted so much money trying to win all the prizes. I kept telling him, he could have just bought all the prizes ten times over for how much he spent trying to win everything. He would just get a serious look on his face and say “Yeah, but it’s more fun this way.”

We’re walking around now, and I am carrying the huge, purple stuffed teddy bear that he finally won for me after multiple attempts trying to throw some darts at the top row of balloons on the wall. We were both trash talking to each other the entire time, but when he finally got it, I jumped up and down celebrating, and he picked me up by the waist and spun me around. I know I was giving him shit, but I know I'll end up sleeping with this thing every night. Well, that is unless I can figure out a way to be sleeping with Dean every night.

“Want to bring this to the car and then we can hit up some of these rickety looking rides.” I laugh “Gee, thanks for reassuring me that we aren’t about to die on these deathtraps.”

He laughs again. “My plan is just make you go on the tilt-a-whirl so many times you puke up everywhere and are so embarrassed you decide you’ll never find anyone who wants to be with you besides me.” He grins.

I let out a fake offended laugh. “Oh, so that’s your plan? Trap me into dating you through overwhelming embarrassment?”

He laughs and then pauses touching his finger to his chin like he is thinking.