Can Yaman International Presents: Part 1-Erkenci Kus, The Continuing Story

Chapter 5: "The Light Side of My Moon", Part 5

At the end of Part 4:  Can had dinner reservations at Le Coucou, an elegant restaurant in SoHo, known for serving authentic French cuisine. As Sanem walked into Le Coucou, her eyes grew big and wide with excitement and wonder as she looked around. The décor of the restaurant was stunning and elegant, with painted murals on the walls, ornate drapery at the windows, and gorgeous brocade fabric covering the padded booths and chairs. Although ultra-chic and fancy, the atmosphere still felt comfortable and warm. The smells coming from the kitchen and wafting across the dining room made Sanem's mouth begin to water. Her tummy made growling sounds she hoped no one could hear as they walked through the room. 

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They were seated at an intimate corner table, where they had privacy but could see everything and everyone in the dining room. They could not stop talking about everything they had done during the last few days. They drank a bottle of the finest French wine, ate an exquisite meal of fabulous French food, shared a selection of decadent and delectable desserts, and laughed and talked for hours. As the crowd started to thin out and patrons of the restaurant began to leave, Sanem tried to stifle it but could not keep from yawning several times. Can noticed this and settled the bill so they could leave. This day of dreams and exciting new experiences was coming to an end. It was a day they would remember for a long time to come.

In the Towncar, Can and Sanem continued to talk about their day and its cyclone of so many different activities. The new experiences they had shared was making their bond even stronger. They were learning more about each other and understanding each other much better than they ever had before. More building blocks were being added to their already solid foundation. Can relaxed against the seat running his fingers back and forth across his lips as he watched Sanem. From the way she looked, he thought the wine might have been too much for her. 

He smiled as he watched her looking out the window, seeing the lights of the city with the excitement of a child. Talking, giggling, but .. suddenly, she dozed off with her forehead still pressed against the car window. Just a moment ago, she was chattering so quickly in her excitement that Can could hardly understand her. Then her speech slowed until only a word or two crept out every few seconds. Can reached over to her and tenderly inserted the tip of one finger into the tendril of a delicate curl, wrapped it around his finger and brought it to his lips.

Can had walked behind Sanem many times during the evening. Watching those black shiny curls bounce down her beautiful back, he had fantasized about how they would feel caressing his bare skin. The pins in her hair sparkled like stars in the night sky when the light caught them. Time seemed to slow down. Everything that happened became a moment to remember. Can reached over into Sanem's hair and began to pull out the pins holding her hair up, taking them out one by one. When each ornament came out, he gently pulled down each curl so they flowed freely down her back. He ran his fingers through their silky softness, again having the urge to feel them against his bare skin. 

An overwhelming desire and an incredible chemistry was flowing between him and Sanem. He listened to the sounds she made as his long fingers caressed and moved through her hair. Delicate and soft, it seemed almost like she was purring. Can spoke her name quietly but Sanem was silent. When she did not reply, he ran the backside of his finger along the bare arm of her arm. Her skin was chilly to the touch but she did not respond.

Can unbuttoned a few more buttons on his silk shirt and pulled it open to expose more of his chest. He reached for Sanem to hold her gently against his chest, reveling in the feel of her silky soft hair caressing his exposed skin. Cradling her head on his shoulder, he eased her back with him as he hit the button that allowed the limo seat to slightly recline. Holding Sanem against his chest, he allowed his left arm to lay across her body and rested the palm of his hand on her hip. The fingers of his right-hand continued to twirl the curls in her hair. 

The lights of New York City were reflected through the windows as Haluk drove them to Can's penthouse. Sanem lay dozing against Can. He felt relaxed, sated and content as he tenderly held his beloved Sanem in his arms.

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This is a work of Fan Fiction inspired by the characters of "Erkenci Kus". All photos, videos and characters belong to their rightful owners.

Written for Can Yaman International by Deb Scott; @DebScott3 on Wattpad.

Edited by Mary Bloyd, Resident Editor for Can Yaman International.