Stormi's pov
Our dinner has been going great. He is still a little hurt about the bad breath joke. But, he still ate the entire salmon even with the little grins I'd tease him with after each bite. He's adorable.
And honestly, his salmon looked amazing but I'd never tell him that.
I finished my whole meal and drank two more glasses of tequila. I felt like a straight fat ass.
All the alcohol spreads like wild fire through my veins, making me feel calmer and calmer by the minute. I haven't felt this type of buzz in a long time.
I stare at his beautiful blues and feel my heart skip a beat each time he smiles.
I bite on my lip and concentrate on anything other than his lips. And his gorgeous dimples.
Those two alone are enough to make any girl fall to her knees.
I lean up and let out a huge, deep sigh. "I have something to ask you."
He nods and wipes his mouth. "What is it?"
"Four years ago in New York, I saw you. You were walking down the busy streets downtown. It was the 22nd of December. You were wearing a suit with sunglasses. I remember thinking, 'why the hell is he wearing glasses when it was snowing'.... I knew it was you because I saw the fire in your eyes before you put them on and you have one of a kind dimples." I smile and I pinch my lip.
"I pushed my way through the crowd, yelling your name loudly. After searching a few places, I stood on a bench and yelled your name over and over but you didn't come. I guess my question is.. did you hear me or was you ignoring me?"
His face drops and his body tenses. He looks at lost for words.
I rotate myself on each butt cheek trying to not seem overly impatient as I wait for an answer. He ran his hand through his perfect curls causing pieces of his hair to pull because of the hair spray. He struggled getting his fingers unstuck causing a laugh from me. He's so cute.
He takes a small sip of water. "I didn't hear you. If I did, trust me, I would of came to you. I walked around the corner and got straight into my car. We headed the opposite direction and I didn't go back. You were there? You were in New York?"
I nod. "I went to college there. I stayed until I graduated then traveled a little before coming here."
He gets up and sits next to me. He runs the back of his knuckles on my cheek and studies my face. "I wasn't ignoring you. I hope you don't think that I've been ignoring you all these years."
I smile and shake my head no. "I didn't think that. With how many people was there, I figured you didn't hear me."
He looks down at my lips and licks his. He tightens his jaw showing off his perfect straight jaw line.
"Storm." He whispers leaning closer.
I nod and lick my lips. "Yes?"
I felt his hot breath mix with mine.
His breath smells like tequila and cinnamon. Fuck.
I felt my blood rushing as I stared at his lips getting closer and closer.
"Sir." Romeo said behind us.
Kaden snaps his head and looks angry at Romeo. I felt my cheeks burning and turned the opposite direction, grabbing my water and took a drink.
Thanks Romeo. You deserve the award for best timing!
"Te juro por Dios que si esto no es importante, te arrojo a mi chimenea!" Kaden says threw gritted teeth.
(Translation: I swear to God if this isn't important, I will throw you in my fireplace!)

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Greatest Pleasure
RomanceCall it obsession, call it possessive. She was mine first so that gives me all rights to her no matter what anyone says.. Kaden Hernandez, sexy, tattoo billionaire. Head of the Mafia. Stormi Madden, innocent, great student, absolutely a nobody. Co...