Princess °° Freddie Highmore [dd/lg]

chapter forty-nine:

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F O R T Y - N I N E --

With the cool, night air greeting my skin, I handed Freddie my suitcase as he held the passenger side door for me. Freddie was clothed in a t-shirt, jean jacket, pants, and white sneakers. I, on the other hand, wore a flannel shirt, skinny jeans, slip-on shoes, and had my hair tied back into a half-ponytail.  Once I hear the trunk coming to a close, I hear Freddie come into the car on the driver's side. I was surprised that he didn't request Brian to take us to our destination.

"Where's Brian?" I ask as we pull out of the driveway. Freddie remained fixated on the road. It took him a moment for him to answer.

"I gave Brian the night off," Freddie replied. "besides, what I've been planning for you wouldn't be as intimate if my driver was in the midst of it." He chuckled. "Please tell me that you are hungry?"

I nod. "I could eat an Italian feast," I reply. "I hope you're hungry too, Daddy."

I could see Freddie tense up when I say that. "I'm hungry for both food and your body," he remarks. "but until you are ready, I'm not going to devour you."

"Where are we going to eat?" I ask, trying not to think about Freddie's lips on my body. Or the things his teeth could do to my skin. However, the visual of Freddie shirtless, towel draped around his torso and hair wet from the shower didn't leave my mind, and I hated the fact that I was enjoying every moment of it. Why did he have to be so damn good looking?

"I was thinking Chuy's," Freddie replied. "we haven't been there in awhile, and I've been craving authentic Tex-Mex for ages."

"What have you been eating during your hours at the office?" I ask, smirking.

Slouching, Freddie let out a breath. "Lunchables," he said. "and of course some wraps from Walmart."

I pat him on the arm. "Good for you, Freddie," I state. "good for you."

   Freddie and I talked throughout dinner. It was nice getting to know each other's preferences when it comes to food. On some occasions, I'll have some tacos with beans and rice, and on others, such as tonight, I'll have tacos with extra rice instead of beans. Freddie didn't seem to mind, though. He had never tried Orchata before, but once he gave it a go, he enjoyed it. As for food, Freddie preferred to have something somewhat light. How is a taco salad light, you may ask? I wasn't too sure, but I was glad Freddie was at ease with himself and with me.

"Thank you for taking me out to eat," I state, finishing up the last of my food. "I really appreciate it, Da--"

"Can I get you two something else?" The waiter asked us both, interrupting me from calling Freddie Daddy.

Freddie narrows his eyes at the waiter, then looks back at me, saying: "No, thank you." He adds on, "And please remember to excuse yourself while we're in the middle of the conversation. You don't want a bad tip now, do you?"

The waiter looked like he was going to have a panic attack. "No, sir!" he replies. "Of course not!"

"Good," Freddie hands the man in uniform a crisp, fifty-dollar bill and requested the check. As the waiter leaves, Freddie leans over and smirks. "Now, what were you saying, Princess?"

I feel my cheeks begin to burn red. "I was just saying that I really appreciate what did for me tonight, Daddy."

He takes his hand in mine; kissing the knuckles and looks at me with adoring eyes.

"There's more than where that came from." 

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   Once the check was paid and we were on our way out, Freddie opened the door for me again and coaxed me into his car. As we continued to drive, I couldn't help but wonder what else Freddie had in mind.

"What else is on the itinerary for tonight?" I ask. Freddie gets on the freeway before answering.

"We are headed to the airport," he replies, his eyes fixed on the road. "that's why I had you pack an assortment of clothes, because where we are going, you're going to need to have a few changes -- for variety purposes, of course."

"Are you ever going to tell me where we are heading?" I ask, growing a bit impatient.

"I will tell you once we arrive at the airport, my beautiful princess." he says. "All good things come in time. And I want you to be ecstatic once I tell you."

"I'm excited now," I state. "Can't you tell me now?"

Freddie kisses my hand as he holds it while driving. "Patience is virtue, my dear."

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Author's Note:

   Yay! I updated!

Some of y'all are like, "FINALLY!"

I'm still fangirling over Freddie sporting his gold wedding band. Anyone else in agreement?

I do apologize for not updating. Life has been hectic as I now have become a new mom -- oops, did I say that out loud? Oh, well will you look at that! I did!

Yes, it's true! I'm a mom to a beautiful baby boy! I'll try to keep updating as much as possible!

What do you think of this update? Let me know in the comments below!

- Valerie Matthews