All The Odds

Nineteen

//I used to think one day we'll tell the story of us, how we met and the sparks flew instantly. And people will say 'they're the lucky ones'. I used to know my place was a spot next to you, now I'm searching the room for an empty seat....// Taylor Swift.

She wasn't sure who took whose hand first, but their hands sat intertwined on the car's console, Iverson's thumb grazing her skin every now and then as he drove them with the other hand to 'When The Sunset'.

She hoped the things he had in mind included the main thing. For that, she could almost forfeit the meal and head straight home. Thinking about it already had her creaming her pantie and she knew his fingers and tongue as good as they were, wouldn't satisfy her this time.

If his meaningless abstinence was a way to get her craving him like an addict crave their next fix, then he won already.

"I want you. I won't settle for less." She blurted with a sudden vigour.

"And you won't get anything less." He promised, sealing it with a quick kiss to the back of her hand.

Bella looked at him with raised brows. "That's it? All these while, you only wanted me to ask?"

"What? No!" He quickly said then sighed. "I don't know, I just... needed to get over the fact that you were a virgin but you didn't tell me. I could have hurt you and now I'm scared you won't say if I was hurting you. Blue, you shouldn't hide or omit things like that from me. I don't care how far gone you think I am, if you're not comfortable or you want to stop, all you have to do is say stop."

Honestly, Bella couldn't roll her eyes any harder. "I'm not a porcelain doll Iverson, you didn't hurt me and I've told you this. I enjoyed every minute of it. Get off your high horse, you may be my first but that doesn't mean I haven't tried other things? Claire and Jenna gave me a vibrator for my birthday last year and I've used it twice." There, she said it. It was out there now.

Iverson gaped at her like a choking fish and she couldn't help but laugh. "You have a toy?" He asked incredulously, his expression was priceless. She laughed more.

"Will you show me? Please baby, I'll love to watch you use it."

Heat flooded her cheeks then at the naked desire in his eyes. She slowly nodded her head. A promise.

**

The restaurant was quite different from the last time Iverson brought her there. For starters, a maître d' opened the door for them on arrival and the interior was another story.

The stage he sang on was still there at the corner and thankfully no one was doing an awful impersonation of Selena Gomez this time, no DJ and no instruments. She guessed it wasn't Karaoke night.

The place was...quiet in fact, compare to the last time and the chairs had all been replaced with elegant mahogany in a classy sitting arrangements.

"Wow." She nodded her approval and felt Iverson's hands sneaked around her waist from behind. Almost naturally, her back curved to fit with his front. Apparently the restaurant wasn't the only thing that'd changed, she remembered jumping a mile in the air the last time they came and he tried to touch her.

"I don't think I've properly thanked you for making me face my fears by getting up on that stage the other day." He said, his jaw coming to rest on her shoulder.

Bella bit her lip, he didn't need to know she did it for selfish reasons. She had wanted him to fail, she had wanted to see him embarrassed.

"I didn't thank you for making me face my fears by going to Claire's party either." She said instead. They both stood there, close to the entrance uncaring of curious eyes on them.