Prince Charming Wears Skinny Jeans and Eyeliner

New Feelings Never Felt Before

The drive back to Tommy's place was perfect. We held hands across the console and talked about life. I learned a bit more about Tommy, the kind of music he liked, that he played guitar, and many other things. When we got to his apartment I walked him to his door.

He turned so his back was to the door and smiled slyly at me. He looked down at our intertwined fingers and squeezed them gently.

"Thank you for tonight Adam."

I caressed his face gently and looked into those soulful brown eyes.

"It was my pleasure glitterbaby. I haven't had that much fun in ages."

He looked up at me, all the shyness from before suddenly disappearing.

He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. It started as the other two had, sweet and gentle, but that fire from before became overpowering and I found myself asking for entrance without even consciously thinking it.

His lips spread apart enough for me to explore his mouth and for him to explore mine. This was like nothing I'd ever felt before. The buzzing under my skin, the heat of his lips against mine, and the feel of our bodies pressed together was unlike any make out session I had ever had before. I felt so, alive.

We pulled away breathless, my heart racing. His eyes clouded with desire but there was something else there too, something I could not quite identify.

"Wow."

I giggled,

"Yeah, wow."

He laughed with me. We were still pressed close to each other, his back to the door one of my hands next to his head on the door frame and my other tangled in his hair.

I kissed him again one last time, the kiss not getting nearly as heated as it had before.

I detached myself from his front and took a small step back, letting my hands come to rest on his hips.

He smiled up at me before closing the gap again and hugging me close. I stroked his hair as he melded to my front. I tilted his chin up to sneak in one last kiss.

"Goodnight baby."

He pulled away slowly,

"Goodnight baby boy."

I squeezed his hand one last time and turned to leave,

"Oh Adam, I almost forgot."

I turned back,

"This Friday my band and I have a gig at this club. It's a pretty nice place. Will you come?"

I nodded, a smile spreading across my lips,

"I wouldn't miss it."

He smiled one last time,

"I'll pick you up this time! See you at six on Friday?"

"Sounds great Tommy. Night baby."

I heard him say goodnight as I walked to my car. I turned to make sure he had made it inside and locked his door, which he had. I saw him watching me from a window so I waved and he waved back.

I got in my car and drove off, a content smile plastered to my face the entire ride home.

I'm falling hard for that man.

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As Friday rolled around I found myself feeling a bit anxious. If I was going to see his band that must mean I'd be meeting some of his friends. I wanted nothing more than for them to like me.

I took a hot shower before getting ready, trying to wash away the pointless tension in my shoulders.

I took my time getting ready as I had for our first date. I had just pulled on my shoes when I heard a knock at the door.

I jumped up, like something out of a cartoon and tried to pace myself to the door but still managed to full on sprint.

I pulled open the door. Tommy looked even more gorgeous than before. He got more beautiful every time I saw him.

His eyes were heavily lined, his wardrobe was a little more rock than before. He looked amazing.

I pulled him into a hug,

"I missed you."

Slipping out of my lips. He held me tighter then kissed me.

"I missed you too."

He replied with a breathtaking smile.

"Ready?"

I nodded and followed him out the door, locking it behind me.

We got in his car and were off.

"You excited?"

He nodded, the way he bounced in his seat making his excitement more noticeable.

I intertwined our hands and he smiled at me.

"You'll love my band and they'll love you."

I chuckled,

"I sure hope so."

He squeezed my hand a little tighter,

"They will, I promise."

When we got to the club we walked right in, perks of dating a member of the band.

Tommy took me backstage and I met everyone. I found out that Isaac was the drummer which Tommy had left out. He had been right though, I really did like all of them and they seemed to like me.

When it was time for them to go on I gave Tommy a quick kiss before being towed away by Isaac's wife, Sophia, who was a sweetheart, to the reserved table band members guests got to sit at.

Now I was the one bouncing in my seat in anticipation of seeing Tommy play with his band.

I was thrilled I was going to see Tommy doing what he loved most, playing guitar.