I entered my house and settled on the couch. As I waited for Kylie, my head drifted in thoughts of the past few weeks. Our relationship was filled with shit and flowers, an odd combination of extremes at its finest. We had a roller coaster ride, and the peaks and lows had become unforgettable and life changing.
My day dreaming was soon interrupted by the sound of someone coming down from the stairs. I anticipated Kylie’s entrance as I fixed my gaze toward the living room. My heart stopped as she came into the room. The most beautiful creature I had seen to date walked toward me, her body the stuff of wet dreams, her heart the kind a man could cherish forever.
The black dress she wore fit her snuggly, accenting her curves beautifully. It’s like the damn thing was handmade for her. The low cut on her neckline allowed me a peek at her supple breasts. Her figure-hugging dress made her more enticing and captivating. No doubt all the people would turn their heads to snatch a second look on my sensual girl.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” She came closer, standing near the couch where I sat. I stood up to meet her. I offered my arm, which she accepted. My eyes were fixated on her, still mesmerized by her beauty.
“You look wonderful tonight.” I took a shallow breath and touched her face before leaning down and kissing her softly. “Have I told you how sorry I am today?”
She laughed. “No, but stop saying it. I forgive you. It’s over. Seriously.”
I nodded. Her angelic face had minimal makeup, but she looked perfect without it. Only her lips were stained with a light pink gloss, drawing my attention to them and promising so much more than I deserved.
“All right. Let’s get out of here.” I took her hand and walked her to the car, staring her down the entire time. We drove across town to the restaurant where we had our first date. As I expected, everyone looked at her with admiring eyes. I was too lucky to have the most magnificent and attractive woman on my arm that night.
We were welcomed by the waiter with the menu. After we had picked out our meals, I stared at her with impassioned eyes. I reached for her hand and squeezed it, holding her tight and not wanting to let go.
“Kylie.” Her eyes were on mine, reflecting the same passion as mine showed hers. “I can’t thank you enough.”
She raised her brows, waiting for my further words. I smiled instead, amused by the beauty she possessed. “For what?”
I caressed her hand as I stared back into her eyes. “For coming into our lives. You don’t know how happy Vince and I are. You complete the missing pieces of our hearts.”
She blushed once again. I loved how her cheeks turned red. “You don’t have to thank me. You and Vince complete me too. I was lonely before we got together, and when I thought it was over,” she paused, and tears filled her eyes, “I didn’t know what I would do. I think I fell in love with you a long time ago, but having it all come together was a dream. Is a dream.”
“For me too, baby.” I reached up and brushed a tear from her cheek. “No more tears, okay? Just good times for us from here on out.
I felt her hold my hand tighten, expressing the bliss in her heart through her actions. Our roma
ntic moment was soon interrupted by the waiter’s return, bringing with him the dishes we had ordered.
We shared the night with a sumptuous dinner. I laughed at how much she nitpicked the food she ordered, critiquing the little details she found wrong with it. She giggled when I wiped the sauce at the edge of her lips; a simple move just to see her blush again.
After dinner, I paid the bill and stood. “Come on, pretty girl. Let’s go home.”
I offered her my arm as we walked out of the restaurant. The night air rose up around us, and I pulled her close, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and kissing the side of her head. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” She got into her side of the car and buckled up as I walked around, stealing glances at her as I did.
We drove home with the radio blaring and both of us singing at the top of our lungs, the scene comical at best. She wasn’t only going to be my lover for the rest of my days, but my best friend too.
After I had parked the car in the garage, I opened the door for Kylie. She got out and moved toward me, her cheeks pink.
“You thinking naughty thoughts?” I smiled and wrapped my arms around her as we stood by the car.
“How did you know?” She lifted to her toes and kissed me.
“Cause I can’t stop thinking about all the ways I want to touch you, to kiss your skin, to fuck you, baby. I was hoping I wasn’t alone in it.”
“Not at all.” She pressed her breasts against my chest and ran her hands down my back, cupping my ass. “I want you so bad.”
“Good. Let’s get inside and let the games begin.” I moved back and gripped her hand to walk into the house.
We walked inside together. I followed her as she sat on the couch, resting her feet from the stilettos she wore. Sitting beside her, I felt the urge to stay near
While she freed her feet from the strappy heels, she let out a long breath. “Much better.”
“Good.” I pulled her feet into my lap, forcing her to turn as I rubbed them. “I know it might sound trite, but I never thought I would let myself love someone after Linda left. Not because she was the best thing that ever happened to me, but because it’s so fucking hard to get over the death of your dreams.”