THE DATE

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ADELE

It's 5pm the next day and I realise I should really start getting ready for my date with Rich tonight and to be honest, i've been waiting for this all day.

After taking a quick shower, I find time to pick an outfit. The only trouble is, I have no idea where we're going. Is it casual? Is it fancy? Fuck. I'm so stuck.

I reach for my phone to text Rich but I realise he's already beat me to it. The text reads:

I know you're going to ask me sooner, or later and the answer is- casual.

It's almost as if his mind is interlinked with mine and all thoughts that run through the depths of my head are shared with his, through an invisible wire that's connected between the pair of us.

With that, I scan through my closet and set on a casual oversized jersey, matched with a pair of mom jeans and kitten heels. Passing myself in the mirror, I catch a glance of myself and am content with the sight.

A knock at the front door bring me out of
my thoughts. I open the door slowly to meet Rich's wide grin. I then notice the bouquet he's holding in his hands and my heart instantly melts.

"For you m'lady." He jokes in a shocking english accent. I wish Americans stopped assuming we all speak like victorian orphans. Either way, the gesture completely warms my heart.

"Thank you." I state with a sweet smile. I take the flowers and place them on the cabinet next to the door. I turn around to take his hand as he leads me to the car. As the gentleman that he is, he opens the passenger door for me, allowing me to step in. The act of pure kindness makes me wonder - once again, what actually are we? I know it would be bad to let the thought linger therefore, I brush it off with a reserved sigh.

He hops in to the drivers side before I ask him the following question:

"So, where is it exactly that we're going?" I look at him intently with a miniature smirk that could mean a thousand things.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He raises an eyebrow towards me, the curiosity only intensifying.

I shrug and turn around, somewhat content with the answer. It's when I feel a grip on my thigh that my heartbeat begins to pound. I've had his hands pretty much everywhere but this time it feels different. It feels like a never-ending shock that sends all the right sensations throughout you.

"Don't get me started, Rich. You know we agreed to take it slow from now on." I state, hoping he removes his hand before my wetness leaks out onto the leather seats.

"I don't remember agreeing to take it slow, I just remember agreeing to start over." He says with that smirk still playing amongst his lips.

I choose to stay silent, realising I was in the wrong. I bite my lip as I realise his hand is only travelling further and further up my thigh just inches from my wetness.

As he comes just centimetres away, I remove his hand as I know we can't just go backwards.

"What was that for?" He asks with a pout of his lips. God, those lips. I yearn for them to kiss me in my every crevice.

"You, mister, are forgetting our conversation we had about wanting something more than just casual sex. How far are we gonna get if our relationship is built off sex?" My words soon register in my head and I realise what I've said. I've practically admitted that I want a relationship with him. And what an awful way to do it on our first date.

The unbearable silence is broken when Rich admits "It's just hard to keep my hands of you, Del. You're so gorgeous." He finishes his words off with "And that ass looks so good too." While winking at me. I suppose that broke the tension. Although it was awful, I was still hoping for a bit of clarity and closure on how he feels about me. But I suppose it's too early to determine that.

And with that lingering in my mind, i'm able to comfortably enjoy the rest of the ride towards the unknown, mysterious location for our first date.

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A/N

Yet another filler chapter I suppose. It's hard to determine this story as I began it almost a year ago and am only now starting to venture back into it even though they're still at the beginning of the relationship. I can't remember where my mind was at a year ago and how i pictured these two but I guess i'll have to make it work as I go along.

On a better note, I'm so excited for my new novel I truly think it's gonna be my best!

Thank you so much for reading.

T x

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