His Darling

Chapter Ten

TRISTAN

I have never been so infatuated with someone before and I don't know what to do with myself. I was always the type of guy looking for the easiest way to get in bed with a girl and the fact that I haven't slept with anyone in who knows how long, is a surprise to us all. Now that I think of it, the last time I had sex was with Willow and that was months ago.

I wouldn't call it a dry spell because I have my pick of many willing participants, but the issue is I don't want to do that with anyone but her. It's like she has cast a spell on me, and I can't seem to break free, nor do I want to. I want to spend every possible moment with her, but I don't want to scare her away.

"Hello" I answered as my phone was ringing annoyingly.

"What are you up to?" James called back. That's karma if I have ever seen it. I was imagining his sister in all types of ways and then he calls me – of fucking course.

"Just at work, what's up man?" I asked him – I was at work, but I don't think I've ever been less productive before.

"I was hoping that you and Willow could get together and arrange all the lodging accommodations for the week of the wedding." He asked me – I was his best man, so I guess that was in my required duties.

"The wedding is in like a month – you haven't arranged that yet?" I questioned him. Most people book these types of things months in advance.

"I have been a little busy – can you please just do this for me? I can give you my card information." He offered and I laughed to myself.

"I got it, man. Don't worry about it – this is my gift to you guys." I told him and insisted otherwise but I was pretty persuasive when I wanted to be.

"So, who is bunking with Willow?" I asked – I wanted to see how touchy he was when it came to her.

"Absolutely nobody. I would kill any of the groomsmen if they even looked at her in a sexual manner." He told me. Well fuck me because that's all I have been doing for the last few weeks.

"Fair enough – I will get the rooms booked today. Is there anything else you need?" I asked him before I figured out how I was going to spend a whole week with Willow and James and not look at her like I wanted to take her clothes off.

"Not that I can think of – anything you need from me?" he asked and I just quickly told him no and got off the phone. In my ideal world I would ask to take his sister on a proper date, with his full permission, but I knew that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.

A little after lunch I texted Willow.

Dinner tonight.

She didn't need to know that I wanted her help arranging the rooms. I also want to see her. Just because James didn't approve of anyone being with Willow didn't mean I couldn't take her on a date, while he still wasn't in town.

That night I dressed up and made sure I smelled good. Last time we were together, Willow told me that my cologne made her insatiable – only if she would let me experience those feelings. My dick craved it, but I wasn't pushing her.

I knocked on her apartment door and she nearly knocked me on my ass, just with how she looked. She was in this red satin dress that ended right above her knees. It was loose around her stomach, but so very tight around her boobs – I don't think she was wearing a bra because I could see the impression of her semi-hard nipples.

"Wow." I asked when I realized I was just looking at her like some weirdo.

"You, too." She said breathless. "Where are we going – you gave me literally no details."