Stark hits "stone"wall (Ironman love story)

Chapter ten

Emma.

We ended up just talking till about two in the morning, set a date, and a he dropped me off at my mansion. I closed the front doors of my house quietly, slid off my shoes next to Justin's and Andy's, and slugged to my room in the west wing.

I went to my room, Andy and Justin were passed out on the couch in my lounge with a little blanket barely covering them. I slowly took off my jacket...wait...I didn't bring a jacket. Looking down, I laughed to myself. I still had Tony's leather jacket. I laughed while changing out of my dress and into some pajama short shorts and a LA Dodgers long sleeved tee. I cuddled with the jacket into my pillow, I know...so middle school, and without another movement I was out.

Emma.

His fingertips danced across my skin in slow, fluent motions. I shivered under his touch. He put his lips to my ear, "I love you, Emma Lynne Stone."

A loud zzz followed by Joan Jett'sI Love Rock And Rollshook me out of my dream and let me know that my blackberry was ringing. I groaned, the lit up screen displayed an unknown number. My brows furrowed as I tapped the green button and put the telly on speaker, lying back down and looking at the ceiling.

"Ello?"

"Jesus Harold Christ on a rubber crutch, do you always sound this incredibly sexy in the morning or am I just luckily catching you on a good day?" Tony Stark.

I chuckled and shook my head, I didn't care that he couldn't see me. "I don't ever recall giving you my number and no, I usually sound a bit more manly-turn you on?"

"One, you indeed did not give me your number, but a certain friend-"

"That bloody brit..."

"And two, yes that does turn me on because I just imagined you trying to sound like a man but just ending up sounding husky and seductive. Mmm."

"Let's skip this subject for the time being, I want to know how much you bribed Justin for my number."

"Hey, you make me sound like the stalking bad guy."

"Maybe you are."

He paused, giving some dramatic effect. "Maybe I am."

I laughed, "So, Stark, what is the real reason you called me this bright and beautiful morning?"

I could totally tell he was smiling and I felt butterflies in my stomach. "My God, I think you are the only person who can pull off calling me Stark and I have never been more attracted. And funny you asked, but I was wondering if you wanted to join me in a drive down to the beach and go surfing?"

"You know...I think that would be amazing. But isn't it like illegal to see the date before the date?"

"Wedding day, sweetheart."

"Sarcasm, sweetheart, be here at ten."

"Dress sexy."

"You wish, Stark."

"Mmhmm." And we hung up. I laid on my bed for a good ten minutes, just grinning. I hopped out of bed, grabbed my outfit, jumped in the shower, kissed Henry on his head, and went down to the kitchen. Justin and Andy were still asleep. The oven clock read 9:36, so I grabbed a banana and a bowl of Cheerios and made myself a small breakfast.

I heard a noise behind me and I turned to see my father dressed for his morning jog. He kissed my cheek and grabbed a bottle of water, sitting across from me.

"So, Emma, did you have fun last night?" He asked, taking a swig of his water and looking at me.

I shrugged, "The banquet was fun and productive, a lot of people showed up. We went to a little party on the beach afterwards, I got in a fight with Danny, hung out with some people, and headed back here. Nothing too exciting."

"What did Daniel do this time?" My dad sighed, he knows how Danny gets and he hates it.

"He started telling scary stories and he was super jealous that I was hanging out with Tony, so he put in a bunch of stuff in the stories and I yelled at him."

"Tony? As in Tony Stark?"

"Yes." I shrugged again, the clock read 9:49.

Dad smiled at me happily, "Tony's a good boy, his father and I used to be the best of friends, I was so terribly upset when he died. I'm glad you and Tony are talking."

I paused, deciding on telling him about our date tonight. "We're going on a date tonight..."

He looked surprised, then happy, then gave me the look. "I hope you know what you're getting into, but you're a strong girl...I just don't want to see you get hurt again."

I nodded. "Dad, I've heard that he's a player, but I know he's a good guy."

"If you're happy, then I'm ecstatic, sweetie." My dad grabbed my hand and smiled, I grinned back.

"Thank you, daddy."

The front door rang, my ears perked and both my father and I looked that way. He laughed, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but where are you and Tony going so soon?"

I chuckled, he knows me way too well, "Surfing. I love you, daddy. Tell Andy to call me when she wakes. See you later."

I kissed his cheek, put on my flip flops at the front door, and walked outside. Tony was standing there with a grin on his face; he looked sexy. Butterflies tore themselves up in my stomach. He wore black pinstripe swim trunks with a semi tight white tee, his hair was wind thrown, and his gorgeous eyes were hid behind a pair of white Electric sunglasses.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips gently, then broke away so they were barely touching, "And you said you weren't going to dress sexy."

I laughed and gave him a peck, pulling away. He pouted and I smirked, "I never said anything, but now I'm saying that you should start driving, Stark."

Tony grinned as we got in the car and he peeled down the driveway of Stone Mansion.

He looked over at me and smiled, "You do look really good today."

"You look okay." I replied smugly, trying not to laugh at his dropped jaw. He hit the brakes and I started laughing, we were already at the beach but it was still funny how he reacted.

"I look 'okay'?"

"I look 'good'?"

"You look sexy."

"You look okay."

He threw his hands up and I laughed harder, "Seriously?"

I stopped laughing and turned to him. My fingers grasped his sunglasses and pulled them off. I looked into his eyes. He slowly grasped my hands and pulled me to him, catching my lips with his. My eyes shut with ecstasy as our tongues massaged each other gently. I nipped at his bottom lip, our hands still entwined. Finishing with two soft kisses, we broke away breathing harder than normal.

Tony still had his eyes closed with his forehead pressed against mine, I kissed lips quickly. He opened his eyes and smiled, "Let's go surf."