A Hint of Spice

Chapter 9

**Keeley's POV** I had him. I won. He started pushing me to his bedroom kissing passionately. I softly grinned. His hands ran up and down my back. My hands ran through his hair making him pull away to grin. "Don't do that." He whispered.

"Why not?" I asked smirking.

"Because it turns me on." He whispered into my ear.

"Oh really?" I grinned and winked running my hand through his hair more. My other hand gripped the back of his neck.

He groaned and pushed his lips to mine. He pressed me against the hall wall. I pushed him into the other wall on the other side slowly taking his shirt off. He shook his head and kissed me again. He wasn't gonna do it. I ran my hands through his hair passionately to see if it would work. He groaned pushing me against the wall. Maybe I still had a shot.

He pulled away and walked into the kitchen. I slumped, angry.

"Niall, what the hell?"

He looked at me from the stove. "What?"

I walked over to him and pressed my lips to his. He grinned and set the kettle down. I slowly pushed him towards the doorway, my hands pressed against his pecks. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled me closer. "Why won't you?" I asked as he pulled away.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't." I replied.

He shook his head and pushed away from me. He walked over to the stove and put the kettle on the now hot burner. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his body.

His hands ran over my arms as I pressed my cheek to his bare back.

He hummed a song as he made tea, but I couldn't make out the song. "What are you singing?" I asked.

"Uh.. Locked Out of Heaven by Bruno Mars." He replied.

I giggled. "I love that song."

"Me too. Hey, get ready. I'm gonna take you on a date."

"Tonight?"

"No next Tuesday."

I laughed at his sarcasm. I nodded and kissed him before running upstairs. It was mid afternoon now. I ran into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I grabbed my make up bag and started doing my make up.

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I curled the last piece of my hair and smiled. My make up and hair was finally finished. I walked out into his bedroom and looked at the dresses he had laid out on his bed. I laughed. They were all short and tight dresses. I picked a short red one and slipped it on. I walked to his bathroom and looked at myself.

My blonde-brunette hair was curled and my face looked good. Haha. My skinny body was in a tight red dress, my boobs visible from the top. Niall. I fixed my dress a bit to cover my body more.

I whipped around as Niall walked in. He hadn't noticed me as he undressed and slipped into a pair of slacks. He put on a white t-shirt and tucked it into his slacks. He put on a grey suit and flattened it. He sighed and turned to go to the bathroom. He finally noticed me. His grin was immediately on his face. "I liked that one the most, especially on you." He said stepping towards me.

"Where's your quiff?" I asked blushing at his comment.

"I'm working on it now." He said side stepping me. He fixed his hair and emerged a few minutes later. He grabbed my hand and led me outside to his car.

"So where are we going? It must be somewhere expensive for us to wear these outfits." I said smiling as he slid into the driver's seat.

"No. I thought I was taking you to McDonalds." He grinned and winked. "The Maserie." He answered my question as he started the car.

I gasped slightly. That place was for the rich people.

It was amazing. "W-What?" I asked staring at him wide eyed.

He grinned and drove down the road. I couldn't believe it.

**

Niall helped me out of his car and handed the keys to the car dude person. He hitched his hand with mine and walked me into the dining hall. A gasp slipped my throat as we sat down in the back. A cream table cloth had napkins, salt, pepper, and two wine classes. He called the waiter over and smiled. "Two beers please."

The waiter nodded. "And for the lady?" We three laughed as he turned and walked to the kitchen to fetch our drinks.

Conversations floated around the room as we sipped our cold beers. "Keeley," his voice brought my eyes back to his. I smiled as he did, "we haven't been able to learn much about each other. I wanted to take you out to learn more about the woman I love. My flat is too lame to talk at." He grinned and winked.

I smiled, blushing slightly. "Umm... I love basketball. I play it.. A lot. I like watching baseball and American football." I paused.

"I like American football. It's different from football back home." He commented. For the first time I noticed he had an accent.

"Back home?" I asked slightly curious as to where that was.

"Back home in Ireland we call soccer football." He replied as he held my hands softly.

I gaped. I was in love with an Irish boy and he was in love with me. "Ireland.." I stopped suddenly a little afraid.

He stared at me, protectiveness flickering in his eyes. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"Will you ever go home...?" I asked tentatively. He nodded his head slowly.

"That's part of the reason I brought you out here." He smiled slightly.

I jerked my hands back. "You're leaving me. You're leaving me and we aren't even dating." I threw my napkin down on the table and stood. I stormed out the door into the frigid air as the food arrived. I crossed my arms and stared at the street as I shivered.

His arms wrapped around me making me warm. But I shoved him away, tears dotting my eyes. "You didn't let me finish. I'm leaving for Ireland but I wanted you to come with me." He opened my hand and set a necklace inside. He turned and walked back inside leaving me in the cold. I opened my hand and stared at the necklace. A chicken wing dangled on the chain. I laughed, only Niall. I walked back inside and looked at him. I set the necklace in his hand.

He looked at his hand sadly. "Put it on me please." I whispered. I saw a grin spread across his face as I sat down and walked up behind me to put the necklace on.

**

My head was on his shoulder as he drove home. My eyelids drooped as I watched the night fly by. I adjusted a bit, lifting the center consul to scoot next to him. He wrapped his right arm around me as I leaned my head against his shoulder once more slowly falling asleep.

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**Niall's POV** I carried her bridal style into my flat and into my bedroom. I set her softly onto the bed and took her dress off. She wore lace knickers and bra. I grinned and shook my head. I slipped one of my shirts onto her body and kissed her goodnight.