Glitterdust (Completed)

10. Anomaly

I stare at my phone. Megan and her perfect timing. Without even considering taking the call, I switch it off.

"Okay, where were we?" I say as I wrap my arms around him.

His hands glide over my bare back, sending shivers down my spine. "You're not answering your phone?"

His lips brush over my ear, and they slowly make a trail to my cheek. I shrug. "Nah, nothing that can't wait. I have more important things to do."

"So, it wasn't your boyfriend?" His eyebrow raises questioningly.

"What? No!" I say, but when his lips curl into a sensual grin, I know he was testing me. Before I can say anything else, his lips find mine again, and I get lost in our kiss. The taste on his lips is sweet and I blame the mango juice he drank earlier. Our tongues play a sensual and slow game.

I don't know exactly how long we stand there. Long enough to lose every sense of time, I think when I see the moon like a silver dollar, high up in the sky. The air is chilly. When I shiver, Dan pulls me closer to him.

"Shall we go to your place?" Dan asks.

His words make something flutter in my stomach. I don't want to rush things, but I don't want to push him away either. He breaks the silence by saying "Just to get you some clothes that keep you warm."

I nod. I immediately wonder if I'm stupid and naive; of course, this can only lead to one thing. Hand in hand we walk to his car. When we enter the car, I see him wave at someone.

"Who was that?" I say.

"One of my bodyguards."

"Was he keeping an eye on us the whole time?" The thought of someone watching us while we made out, disturbs me.

"Don't worry, they gave us some privacy if that's what you're worried about." He casually ruffles his hair.

"They?" I never noticed this one dude, let alone more of them.

Dan chuckles. "Yeah, there are actually three of them."

Who wouldn't be distracted when Dan was smiling at them, I say to myself, but I still feel like the most unobservant person in the world. When I think about it, it makes sense, no one bothered us during the short walk or during dinner. "Shouldn't they be close around you?"

"Normally yes, but tonight it wasn't really needed."

"And shouldn't you have a chauffeur or something?"

"Why? I like driving this car." He sounds a little hurt.

"I don't know, I never had a date with a guy who had his own security guards. I'm just curious." I say, while my eyes trace his face. 

He's so beautiful, I can't believe we just kissed. It's almost as if he's a normal guy, but the fact that he has bodyguards reminds me that his life must be so different than mine. It almost feels as if he tried to make everything tonight as normal as possible. What did I expect, screaming fans, paparazzi shooting pictures, people bothering him during our dinner? I would probably run away as fast as I could if that was the case, but it felt like a normal, romantic first date.

When we arrive at my place, I know right away that's something amiss. Megan and I live in a two-story building. On the ground floor is a shop and our apartment has a door next to the shop window, the whole street is like this, downstairs shops, upstairs apartments. We don't share our door with anyone else, all the inhabitants have their own entrance, so when I see ours stand wide open, I curse under my breath.