Sweet Texan Melody (Completed.)

Italian restaurant and a blue purse.

A few days went by, and I never missed a piano lesson.

"Michael?" I asked after I finished playing a song, I could tell I was making progress each day.

"Yeah?" He answered as he stopped playing, glancing over at him with those brown stones of his. It seemed that every time he looked at me, he simply blurred everything else out and only focused on me. That's how he looked at me.

"Uh...what are we doing?" I asked nervously, playing a few keys as I tried to avoid eye contact.

"What do you mean?" He asked as one of his brows rose.

"Well, y'know, are we dating or something?" I asked shyly, biting the inside of my cheek as I waited for an answer.

"Do you want to date?" He asked as I looked over at him, "I don't know," I answered, giving a small shrug.

"You don't know" my foot

He rolled his eyes before he gave a small smile, "You don't know? Yeah, sure. That's not what I think when you jump all over me."

My cheeks burned as he spoke, "Me? Excuse me, you can't keep your hands to yourself."

"Alright." He gave a shrug, "Look at me and tell me that you don't enjoy it every time I put my arms around you."

I chuckled nervously, "Alright." I turned my body towards him and cleared my throat, "I- I don't like it when you put your arms around me." I lied, looking away as I said the last words.

"You're a liar." He spoke, "I want you to know that."

I laughed before a looked back at the keys, "But really now, Michael."

He let out a soft sigh, "Hold on for another year, toots."

"Another year? Oh boy, I don't think I can do that."

"Well, if you can't wait for another year, than I suppose that means that it isn't meant to be, don't you think?" He asked, glancing over at me again.

"You're right." I mumbled, "the wait will be worth it, right?"

"I hope so."

"Me too."
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One thing led to another and the lanky texan was on top of me as I laid on the leather couch of his living room, all the curtains were closed, a few Rays of sunlight were the only thing lighting up the fairly big living room. He was a passionate kisser, always taking his time, only causing my toes to curl as his lips lingered down my neck. Our little moment was interrupted as soon as we heard a knock on the door; he groaned and I rolled my eyes, these moments were precious.

He sat up and rubbed the back of his neck nervously before I stood up and fixed my skirt and hair. As I walked to the door, I put my hair up in a ponytail and fanned my cheeks with my hand. I opened the door and my dad's new girlfriend greeted me with a smile.

"Come on, Marianne. We're going out for dinner tonight." She spoke with her soft voice.

"Do I /have/ to go?" I whined as I liked at her.

"Of course you do! This is a very special night for your father and we mustn't let him down." She explained, crossing her arms.

"Alright, let me pick up my music sheet." I said before turning around and walking back to the living room. My eyes wandered off to my lanky texan as I grabbed my music sheet, "I don't wanna leave."

"I don't want you to leave either, but you'll be back anyway." He mumbled before I kissed his cheek. I walked to the door and Michael followed me behind.

"Michael, will you be busy tonight?" My father's girlfriend asked before I gazed up at him.

He furrowed his brows as he thought, "No, not at all. Why do you ask?"

"Well, we want to invite you to have dinner with us at the Italian restaurant down Sunnyside street." She replied as she put an arm around me.

"That's very kind you. Uh, sure, I'll be there." He nodded before looking down at me and giving me a small smile before I winked and walked to the car. They spoke for a couple more minutes before she got in the car and began to drive.

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"Are you ready?" My father yelled from downstairs as I fixed my knee-length white dress. My hair was down as usual, the loose curls fell carefully upon my shoulders as my blue eyes didn't lose their shine. My lips were red as usual, and I had my small, blue purse which contained a pack of gum, lollipops, Chapstick, and lipstick. And you know, a condom. Janis gave it to me before she left.

I grabbed my black coat before running downstairs to pick up my white flats. My father picked up a camera and called for me, "Marianne, smile at the camera." I laughed and turned around to look at the camera, smiling before a flash blinded me for a moment.

My father's girlfriend, Susan, joined my side as my father took a few photographs. We all got in the car and I chewed on gum and looked outside, admiring all the nature that surrounded us. A few minutes went by and we parked in front of the Italian restaurant, Michael was leaning on his car taking a drag of his cigarette as my father turned off the engine.

Michael dropped his cigarette as soon as my father got out of the car, "Thank you for coming, Robert." He said before extending his arm. I got out of the car and walked behind Susan as they began to talk with Michael. My finger twirled a strand of my hair as I looked at him occasionally. He looked handsome with his jeans, blue button-down shirt, and his hair nicely combed. He had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing off the dark patch of hair on his arms, which I found very masculine.

They all walked inside the restaurant and got seated immediately since my father had made reservations the day before. We all sat down. Luckily, Michael was right in front of me. He seemed to ignore me most of the time we were there, but I wasn't going to let that happen. I ate my salad and took one of my flats off under the table before setting my foot on Michael's thigh. He shot his brown stones at me as he spoke, but then returned his eye sight back to my father and Susan.

I rolled my eyes and lowered my foot a bit down his thigh, "Like— Like I was sayin'" Michael spoke as my foot lingered gingerly between his legs now.

"Mhm?" I said before I pressed my foot a little harder against him. This causing him to close his eyes for a second.

"Michael, are you alright?" Susan asked with a concerned tone. I set foot down and slipped on my shoe again before glancing down and eating my food as though nothing had happened.

"Excuse me for a moment." Michael said before he gave a small smile, standing up and walking to where the restrooms were.

"I'm going to go check on him, pa." I said before he gave a nod.

I stood up with my small, blue purse and followed him behind before he walked into the men's restroom. I looked around to make sure nobody was watching before I entered, locking the door behind me.

He was washing his hands when he glanced over at me. I could see it in his eyes; the burning desire that made me melt under him. He walked up to me and pressed my back against the wall gently before his lips kissed mine. His strong arms picked me up, this causing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

"Michael...." I moaned softly as his lips trailed kisses down my neck.

"What?" He asked before pulling away.

I searched through my purse and took out the condom, "Well," I began, giving a small shrug.

He grabbed it and kissed me again passionately, "Thank you for wearing a dress." He mumbled before I shut him up with another kiss.

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Finally, I have updated.
LmaO. It's like 11:34 pm.