Heartbreak Anniversary x Jeremiah Fisher (2)

Chapter Eight

~ Then ~
July 28th

* warning sexual content ahead *

Jeremiah adjusted the collar on his maroon button up shirt as he stared at himself in the mirror. He made dinner reservations for them at seven and Angelina was still getting ready in the bathroom. He frowned looking down at his Apple Watch. "Twenty minutes," he sighed. They still needed to drive there and find parking. He should have known to lie to Angelina about the time, so she can be ready sooner. She was almost always late. "We have to start going, Angelina," Jeremiah called out. He grabbed three silver rings off the dresser and slipped them onto his fingers as he heard the bathroom door finally open.

"Do you think this dress is too short and tight? It's the only one I packed and I've gained weight since I've bought it last year," he heard Angelina say as he turned around to look at her.

Angelina nervously ran her hands down the dress trying to see if it can be any longer. Throughout the summer she had lost some weight due to stress but she was still thicker than she was last year when she purchased the dress originally. Angelina wished she brought something more loose now as she watched Jeremiah's eyes fall on her.

His breath hitched as his eyes slowly roamed her body starting at her feet. She wore golden strapped stilettos heels, leading to her very bare smooth thick thighs, her black skin tight dress barely covering a few inches above her mid-thigh. The dress tightly hugged every inch of her curves up to her chest where the opening curved in revealing a small part of her breasts, finishing the dress off with the straps made of thin gold chains wrapping around her neck. A small rumble began in his chest as a rough groan escaped his mouth. 

Jeremiah's eyes finally landed on her face as he noticed the small frown on Angelina. He walked over towards her standing in front of her. "It's perfect- you're perfect."

Angelina gave a small laugh shaking her head. She should have known Jeremiah would help get rid of her insecurities. "You won't get jealous if guys stare at me then with how short the dress is?" She teased.

Jeremiah's eyes darken slightly as he looked down at her. He ran his fingers lightly up her bare arm then shoulder, feeling Angelina's body shiver against him. His hand grazed her exposed collarbone then up her neck as he locked his fingers against the back of it using his thumb to tilt her head up to look at him. "Let them, I'll learn how to fight. You wear whatever you want."

Angelina felt her throat tighten. Heat ran up her body from Jeremiah's touch. Coldness radiated off his hand and the rings on his fingers. "You're ridiculous," she barely let out as she suddenly felt his hand give her neck a small squeeze.

Using his other hand, he moved the placement from her hip up to the curve of her waist. "Plus, I've seen you throw a punch before, you don't need me fighting your battles for you." He looked at her, their faces inches apart. "Your body is gorgeous, okay. Don't ever think you gained weight. Every inch of you is perfection in my eyes," Jeremiah said leaning down and resting his forehead against hers.

Angelina closed her eyes taking in his scent. He always smelled so good. It was a classy, expensive smell that brought warmth in a cool summer. She opened her eyes and bit her lower lip. Angelina watched as Jeremiah eyed her lips with a raised questioning eyebrow.

Jeremiah watched as Angelina gave him a sly smirked and the small mischievous glint in her eyes returning. Angelina's hand pressed against his chest and suddenly, Jeremiah was pushed back against the edge of the bed. He stared at her, propping up slightly on his elbows. "Baby- what are you doing? we have dinner reservations in less then twenty-" he's cut off as Angelina place her hands on both his knees spreading them open as she adjusted herself in between.