My meeting finished around 11am and I text him 'Just finished at work. Will be ready to go at noon. Don't pick me up from the hotel. I will wait for you in front of Gucci. Bring swimwear' There are some photographers outside the hotel and the last thing I want is to be seen getting in his car.
At the hotel I get changed, put on a swimsuit, a summer maxi dress, heel sandals, let my hair down in waves, put on a more subtle make up, place my things inside my bag, grab a jacket and leave the hotel in direction of the Gucci store. I arrive in front of the store at 11.55am and to my surprise he is already there parked in his Audi. I knock on the passenger window and he unlocks the door for me. I get in and he leans in for a kiss, which I find myself reciprocating so naturally. He says 'Hi gorgeous. You look amazing'. ' Hi, yourself. Thank you'. He pulls out and warns me 'You're in charge of music and directions once we get closer to Antibes'. I can definitely do that.
The ride takes around 1h and we talk about the family he will shortly meet and we try to agree on how we met and how come he is travelling with me. We finally agree that we met in the hotel bar and got talking and have been spending the days enjoying each other's company, which is not a total lie but it is the stupidest idea ever, but to hell with it. I don't think telling my family we have been blowing each other's brains out the last couple of days, several times per night, for that matter, is going to go down well at dinner time. So we will play we don't know what they are talking about when they realize the looks we give each other when we think the other is not looking.
When he get to the motorway he turns the cruise control on and places his left hand on my leg. I automatically wrap my right hand around his. He lifts his hand and kisses the back of my hand and puts both hands back on my leg. I turn my head to the window and smile at this whole situation. I have every reason to call him a kid but he never acts like a kid, he behaves like a man, one who knows exactly what to do with what he was given, he treats me and seems me like a goddess, he takes the time for me and he seems to be genuinely interested in getting to know me and spend time with me. He is no kid. His age may say otherwise, but his soul, his education, his behaviour is of a mature man. I find myself mentally thanking his parents for his upbringing. I tighten my grip on his hand. He looks at me and asks 'Are you OK?'. I face him with a smile on my face I can't get rid of even if I tried, and I tell him 'I am. I really am'.
When we are closer to Antibes I turn on Google Maps and direct us to the complex my family lives at. It's a secluded building with condos. I call my cousin, Sophie, and tell her we have arrived. She comes down to open the gates and to direct us to their parking space. Charles parks the car and we get out. He comes around to my side of the car and stretches his hand to me which I take without a second thought. I glance at him and I can't but to feel startstrucked by this man. We seem to always be swapping positions about who is in power in each situation, and we seem to swap so naturally. During sex, sometimes, I know he gives me power and he just enjoys me being the one in control but some other times like now, strutting this parking lot with him, he is in control and I am smitten at how good that makes me feel. I wrap my free arm around his arm and squeeze. He looks down at me, smiles and kisses the top of my head.
We meet my cousin half way and introductions are made. I can see she knows who he is and I get a smirk and an elbow from her. We go up to her apartment and meet up with her parents, her husband, Raphaël , and my beautiful goddaughter, Cannelle. Introductions are once again made all around and while Raphael recognizes him, my aunt and uncle seem to the oblivious to who he is and they pull me and Cannelle to the balcony to catch up. I leave Charles with Raphaël , which seems to be the best option right now. Sophie is in the kitchen preparing lunch. My aunt and uncle don't live with my cousin but came by from Toulon to spend time with them and to see me, which I truly appreciate. I come to visit my goddaughter at least once a year and we call each other frequently but I had not seen her parents in a while so it's nice to spend some time catching up.
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Unexpected
FanfictionA one night stand between two strangers could be just what it is, but when they meet again, a forever night stand may be what they need. Charles has lived the luxury life all his life. He is used to getting what he wants or needs and his job demands...
