Blind Dates and a Boss

Chapter 3

If I was granted one wish it would be to have every ceiling in every home or building in the whole world to be the night sky with lots and lots of stars. Okay, that's a little way over the top but seriously! Every where I go I will always have the stars to gaze at. That would be pretty neat.

But, sadly, that would only happen when red pigs fly.

We were currently heading towards the giant telescope. That is what it's called right? Meh, I don't really care right now.

Ethan held my hand the entire time except for those time when he really had to let go of it. I didn't bother complaining. At least, he was giving me attention.

Oh Lordie, if he could give me that attention every day, I would gladly start work very, very early.

"Wow. This is fantastic!" I squealed and touched the telescope longingly.

"What are you waiting for?" Ethan chuckled.

I squealed again and apologized for squealing like a freaking mouse and he in turn simply shook his head. I leaned my face closer and watched through the telescope all the glittering stars in the night sky. This was even better than I imagined.

Warm hands held my waist from behind and I smiled, recognizing Ethan's touch, it would always be familiar to me no matter how much you change his face. The way he makes me feel with a single touch will always be familiar.

"You're being really touchy feely with me" I stated while turning around with his hands still on my waist.

"But you like that don't you?" He smirked, feeling smug.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, will you? And yes, I do like that" I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with the tips of his hair.

He smiled back at me, showing his pearly whites and those cute dimples on his cheeks. I poked his dimple and kissed his cheek. He swayed us side to side nuzzled his face in my neck, wisps of breath tickling my earlobe. To anyone who might have seen us, we probably looked like slow dancing with no music. But we made our own music and danced some more.

After a few minutes, was it? I don't know, I don't even remember how long we've been dancing. We stopped but stayed in each others arms, his forehead against mine.

"Your neck must be hurting from bending too much" I whispered, "You should stop bending our head" I added.

"Hmmm" he answered. A lock of blonde hair fell across my eyes and I blew on them repeatedly but failed. He chuckled quietly and tucked it in my ear. His hand stayed on my cheek and he looked deep in my eyes. No words were needed. He wanted to kiss me. I nodded meekly and he leaned in impossible closer than he already was. Our breaths mingled and his gaze penetrated deep in me. I wasn't one of those girl who had a whole dictionary to describe what they were feeling in times like this. I simply felt happy and giddy.

And I was even more happy when his lips touched mine in a gentle manner and kissed me slowly and passionately as if he wanted to savor me. I kissed him back with as much passion as I could muster. Damn, this man could kiss!

We broke apart, breathless.

"That was breathtaking" I commented. He chuckled.

"I agree" and he kissed me again.

We kissed so many times I lost count and eventually we did what we came here for and ended up going home at one something in the morning.

He walked me to my apartment and I invited him inside.

"I'd love to stay, Amber, but we have work tomorrow. I'm going to need my PA energetic tomorrow" he lazily grinned at me, leaning against the door frame.