Is it worth it?

Dinner @ 7

You arrive home. You place your bag on a small side table. You immediately walk to your room, you strip down into your underwear. You grab a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt. You slip them on and crawl into bed. You open Netflix and watch Carol, your favorite film. When the movie ends you're worn out and lay your head down to sleep.

As you wake up you realize it had been raining all night, you liked rain it always comforted and made you feel calm. You can't help but be a little excited to meet Cate for dinner. I mean she's older and slightly mysterious, why wouldn't u be a little antsy? You get ready to go to work. That's definitely not something you're excited about.
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You have 2 hours before Cate picks you up. Now that it's coming closer you're nervous. You peer into your closet looking for something to wear. She seems like the type of woman to take you to a nice restaurant, not just some old run-down diner. You finish getting ready and wait for 7.
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Your doorbell rings and you figure it must be Cate.

"You look certainly stunning."She smiles.

"Thank you!" You respond.

She walks you to the car. She opens the door for you. "Sorry, it's a little messy, when having kids it's kind of a given for them to dirty up your car." She laughs.

You smile. You like her laugh, a lot. "Oh! No don't even think twice about it, I don't even have kids and my house is extremely dirty." You smile and so does she.

You arrive at the restaurant. You slip out of the car and wait for Cate. She asks if it's alright to grab your arm. You nod. She hooks her arm around yours and walks you in. You were right. It was a nice restaurant. It was beautiful.

"Wow.. thank you for taking me here." You grin

"It was the least i could do after making you drop those papers, dear." She says squeezing your arm.

The waiter sits you at a table and takes your drink order. When he walks away the conversation finally begins. Cate looks at you "How was your day" She asks.

You readjust yourself in your seat getting comfortable. "My day was good. I went to work, that was pretty uneventful and then I got ready to meet you."

She stares at you for a moment to make sure you're done speaking, then opens her mouth to say "I am glad you took time out of your day to meet me. I was looking forward to it."

You realized you never asked about her day. "So how was your day?"

"My day was good, I took the kids to school and did some light shopping. Andrew and I spent some time together watching Tv and then he went to work on his job. After that, I got ready to meet you and well here we are." As she said that she smiled.

It seemed she was enjoying herself. You liked her company. She made u feel comforted. You finished eating and got into a long conversation. You talked about her kids and what she did during the day, she was a stay-at-home mom. You could tell by the way she talked about her kids she really loved them. She had 4 of them. Roman, Iggy, Edith and Dashiell.
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You leave the restaurant and decide to go to a bar and talk more. She orders a Martini. Her perfectly sculpted lips drank from the glass. She put the glass down and said "Okay for the past 2 hours I've gone on and on about me, what's your story?" She smiled and looked at you.

You took a moment, looked down, and thought about it. What is your story? You looked back up at her. "Well, I grew up here in the city. My dad left me and my mother at a very young age. Honestly, I don't think she was ever cut out to be a mother. She always drank too much and said terrible things while drunk. Some days were better than others, while some days were hell. When I turned 18, 6 years ago I left home and I don't visit. I just call once a while to make sure she's okay."

She gave you a sad look. She notices you tearing up. "Hey it's okay y/n. " She says while hugging you. When she pulls away from the hug your eyes align perfectly and she kisses you. She pulled back regretting it.

"Cate.. i.." You start to say. She kisses you again before you could say anything else. You don't complain because you do want her to kiss you again. She kissed you passionately and slowly. It is slightly sloppy because you both are drunk. She slides her hands down your front and tugs on your pants belt slot. Your heart pounds and you let out a breathy moan. You want her to pleasure you. She looks at you and motions for you both to leave. You stumble outside. Your arms crossed together.