Something new

Chapter 21

After speaking with her Grandma for a few more moments, I was led by Victoria upstairs to the guest room. 

"So this is the guest room, my room is right across the hall."

"I thought we would be sharing a bed from now on."

"Only on special occasions James."

I put my bag down and walked towards her. She didn't move. Her eyes held determination. She wanted something. I wanted something too.

I stopped infront of her and brought my hand up to her cheek. Softly caressing her skin. She closed her eyes leaning into my touch. 

I watched as her lips slightly parted, as she tried to calm her racing heart. I brought my face down to her cheek and kissed her gently. 

"I think today should be a special Occasion Victoria."

Her eyes opened and a soft smile appeared upon her face.

"I think everyday should be a special occasion James"

I looked into her eyes that held adoration. Eyes that sparkled with hope. Eyes that I know mirrored mine. 

I slid my arm around her waist and held her neck. I kissed her jaw slowly and listened to her breathing become ragged. A soft moan escaped her lips, and it took all of me not to throw her on the bed and take her in ways that would leave her aching. That would have to wait. 

I slowly made my way to her lips kissing and sucking all the way there. When our lips touched, I knew there was no way I would ever want to kiss anyone else. Her lips felt like heaven and tasted like sin. A drug that I would never give up. Her soft hands made there way into my hair and pulled me closer. I wasn't the only one completely lost in paradise. 

I reluctantly pulled back and looked into her eyes, searching for confirmation that this wasn't a mistake. She stared at me, and then leaned her head against my chest.

"Is this a dream James?"

"I hope not, if so I hope I never wake up."

Victoria left me to go freshen up and said she would meet me downstairs. This left me time to realize what I just did. I kissed her. I wanted too of course but should I have? Is this gonna cause her problems? Will she still want to work for me? 

I walked out of my room and headed downstairs towards the dining area. 

"James, I hope you're hungry, my wife has cooked quite a bit!"

"We always have a big meal when Vic comes to town, Its a tradition we've been doing since she was young, she was such a skinny little thing."

Now she has curves that drive me insane.

"Yeah well she was skinny cause she wasn't getting fed or taken care of."

"Hush now Lewis we don't want to upset her!"

"What would upset me?"

Victoria entered the room glancing between her grandparents.

"Oh nothing dear, sit down so we can have supper."

I couldn't take my eyes off her as she glided towards me. She changed into a beautiful yellow sundress. Her tan skin glowed as if she just been kissed by the sun. I was in awe of this women. 

"So James, Victoria tells me you usually spend the holidays alone?"

"Yes I normally spend them at the office, but this year Victoria insisted I come and spend them with her, she's quite pushy."

She nudged me softly and smiled. It was true. She could make me do anything. 

"Well I couldn't stand you being alone for thanksgiving, you have to be with people who care about you."

Do you care about me Victoria?

"That's right James and you're always welcomed here." 

"Thank you Sir."

"Dinner was lively"

We sat on her back porched and watched the moon light up the night sky. It was surreal and quiet. A week here was not enough.

"Yeah? It wasn't too much for you? They will talk your head off if they can!"

I laughed. Honestly I was prepared. She talks my head off but, I don't mind it. I could listen to her ramble for eternity.

"It was nice, I hadn't had a family dinner like that since my father passed away."

I knew she wanted to ask what happened. I don't mind telling her. I honestly have moved passed it. 

"He worked too hard, when he was diagnosed with leukemia he didn't slow down. He just kept working pushing himself. Preparing for his death."

She put her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my bicep, urging me to continue.

"He still made sure we all sat and ate together, my mother was soft back then. She couldn't cook but she tried her best and we just pretended it taste good."

I felt her trying to suppress her laughter. I couldn't help but smile at her trying to be polite and quiet.

"Once she made Pasta from scratch and the noodles came out like boiled dough strips."

Her laughter spilled out of her mouth, it was contagious and I couldn't help but follow.

"You feel like home Victoria."

She looked up at me with a shocked expression.

"James, should we talk about this? what is this?"

What is this? I wanted her. I wanted her always. I wanted to be selfish with her. I didn't want to share her. I needed her. 

"Go on a date with me tomorrow."