You Are What Dreams Are Made Of

Part 10- Diamond Ring

Richard

I was driven straight to Marc Jacobs fashion show, I managed to get there five minutes before the show opened. 

It was honestly a bore until she came on, I seat straight everyone around me did too. They soaked up her aura a few seconds before taking out there phone to snap a quick photo, or a couple of videos.

Her eyes quickly found me, and oh how they bore into me. It felt as if she would pull out a sharp knife from under her dress and stabbed me.

Her brown beautiful eyes left mine, as if recalling she was being observed by at least a-hundred other people. 

I shifted slightly, I was hard as a brick.

Fluorescent lights came upon the audience abruptly as soon as Marc gave a final vow, and left the stage.

They moved quick, socializing aggressively. 

I remained in my seat swapping small sentences with a so call Mrs. Winter, or Wintour. 

"So what was you're favorite piece Mr. Escond?" She asked in a dry, uninterested tone.

I glanced around the room, seriously considering going backstage, and digging her out.

"Valentina Wilson" I said standing up, she stood up too. "Yes she, and a couple of other's are the highlight in this sort of thing." She seemed to be waving across the room.

"I for one admire her duality." She said turning her attention to a fast approaching crowd.

"Anne!" She took her glasses off, and kissed Marc in both cheeks.

"So what did you think!" He asked. 

"Seems I should get going." She said with a small smile, Mark only nodded. The woman grabbed onto her purse and quietly made her escapade. "Richard!" He turned his attention to me. "Quite a sight to see you at my actual fashion show!" He placed his hand on my shoulder. "What did you think of it?" I was no good at lying.

"Where will the after party be at today?" I asked, he patted my shoulder bursting out in laughter.

I was driven to the building where the after party was being held.

I ordered myself a Bourbon on ice, and began looking for my well. I found her surrounded by some others, it appeared as if she needed saving.

"May I take her away?" I asked staring straight a Valentina, the pack of blond woman nodded entranced. I offered her my arm, which she took with no hesitation.

"I need to sit." She whispered into my ear a bit out of breath, I quickly directed us to an empty table. 

"I can take you home." I offered

She took a quick glance around the room, "sure." 

I opened the door for her, she didn't object to me taking her all the way to her hotel room.

She stood inside the room her hand over the door, she stared at me. We both waited for each other to make the decision. "May I have a glass of water?" I asked, she giggled, delighting my ears with the most beautiful sound.

 I chuckled we both knew it wasn't just going to be a glass of water.

She placed the glass of water in my hand, and started to take of her shoes, she went into her room. I placed the water down and chased after her.

"What do you want of me?" She asked sitting in front of her vanity in underwear taking of her makeup. 

"Right now?" I asked.