Loving Out Loud

All time low

After that short phone break, he came back to me.

-I like that look you have now. You would really like to know with whom and about what I was talking, but you're too nice to ask-

He said smiling flirtatiously. Shit. I didn't know how long I was staring... Oh, Tom, if you'd known... Thank God for that foundation covering my blushed cheeks. I smiled calmly:

-No, I wanted to tell you I like your glasses, and I'd really like to know where you took them.-

He looked at me. He was surprised, but intrigued. That meant he didn't realise he was partly right about what he said previously. Honestly, I was happy he didn't.

-Oh, well, I took them in an optic shop near my apartment. And thank you for liking them.-

I smiled:

-They fit you very well.- I said playfully.

He recognized that.

-Like that red leather jacket fits you.- he said with a devilish grin.
My pupils dilated. For some reason, my pulse became faster.

-Thank you. I like red.- I said keeping up with this game he have started.

-Probably because it fits your personality.-

-You think? How so?-

-Well, you know, it shows that you are romantic, and loveable, and positive.-

I laughed. Yeah, right, that's exactly what red color represents.

-Awww, you're reading me like an open book.-

He was holding back the laugh for the whole time he talked those nonsenses, and now he bursted into it. I joined him. He looked me straight in the eyes:

-You are gorgeous when you laugh. Do that more often.-

And that was it. Yes, you know what I would write here, but I won't.
I just smiled at him, and nodded slightly. He smiled back, and called waiter for the check. He didn't want to hear about me paying or even dividing the check. I've thanked him and we left the restaurant.

He asked me if I want to take a stroll with him. I accepted, of course.
And we walked. The sky was beautiful. And the night was warm. The London Eye was bright and looked even more astonishing now, with him by my side.

We talked more, about things we like, we don't like, etc. Eventually, I looked at my hand watch, and realised we've been out together for four hours. That's not the average time for a first date.

-Tom, I've had a wonderful time tonight, but I'm afraid I have to go.-

-Oh, God, you have a presentation tomorrow. I forgot, I'm so sorry. You must be tired and everything and...-

-Tom- I interrupted him by putting my hand on his chest, coming closer to him, -I would rather be tired tomorrow, than miss this past hour.-

He looked me in the eyes and smiled.

-Then you feel as same as I do.- he said softly leaning towards me, not breaking eye contact.
I felt his breath on my skin, and his lips almost touching mine, and closed my eyes. His lips brushed against mine. They were softer than I imagined. I felt him placing his right hand under my chin, pulling me closer into kiss. Oh, that touch... He opened his mouth a bit, and took my upper lip between his lips. I accepted that, and took his lower between mine. Feeling the same, we broke the kiss. I felt his hands holding my face, and my hands were placed on his chest. I slowly opened my eyes and met his, shining with joy. We both smiled. He brushed his nose against mine:

-I look forward to more of this.- he said with a calm smile.

- Me too.- I said also smiling.

He smiled even more, and kissed me again. Softly like the first time.

-Let's get you home now, beautiful.-