Waiting Patiently

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The next morning I rolled over in bed and suddenly I felt a strong arm around me. "Oh my God," I thought. "What the hell did I do?"

I opened my eyes to see a pair of beautiful blue eyes watching me intently.

"Oh shit," I mumbled.

"Well good morning, love. I could lay here and watch you sleep all day, but you're just as beautiful with your eyes open."

"What happened?" I asked.

I peek under the covers and sure enough, I was completely naked.

"Hold on. Hold on. Just think, Lauren. What do you remember?" I asked myself.

Vince and I were chatting at the bar last night. If everything he said to me was true, he seemed to be a nice man. But not nice enough for me to just hop in bed with him after just a few hours of talking to him!

He told me about how he grew up in Missouri and moved here on business. He says he just hasn't gone back due to the fact that business was so well. Apparently he owns two Italian restaurants here and two smaller ones in Missouri. He's 26, never been married or in a very serious relationship, he likes football sometimes, and he loves to cook. That's all I can remember about what he told me.

After about too many martinis, I started looking around for my friends, Jenny and Todd, but they were no where to be found. Todd offered me a ride home, and hesitantly I accepted. I knew I was tipsy, but I knew how to put my guard up just in case Vince tried anything on me.

We walked out of the diner and there was this beautiful, expensive black Porsche parked right outside the bar. I said, "Must be nice for someone to drive a car as beautiful and expensive as that. I wonder if they'll trade with my piece of junk."

"I don't know, love it's just a car." I watched him as he walked to the passenger door and held it open for me.

"This is your car?!"

"Yes, I believe it is. Maybe you can take it out for a spin sometime."

"Hey, don't get crazy," I said. "We'll probably never see each other again."

He frowned at me like he wondered why I would say such a thing.

"Where to?" He asked me.

"Down this street and take a left to get on the main highway."

He put his hand on my knee as he started driving. I looked at his hand and then looked at him.

"Sorry, love," he said. "Excuse me for being so blunt at the moment, but have I told you how beautiful you are?"

I blushed and looked away. "There's no way I should give this guy the time of day. People like us do not work out," I thought to myself.

I know because I've watched lots of movies where the rich boy falls in love with just an average girl but his fortune and her pride years them apart. It never works. It just hurts the both of them.

When we arrived at my house, turned to him and said, "Thanks for the ride, Vince. I had a nice time tonight. Maybe we will run into each other again someday."

"Hold on, love. Do you think I would let you walk to your door by yourself? I may have nice things, but I do have manners and respect for women."

A part of me felt warm as he said that. I don't know why because I know it would never work with us. "Lauren, you might as well push these feelings away. They're no good."

Just then, he got out of the car and came to my side and opened my door. We walked up to my door and I said, "Umm we'll thanks. I'll see you around."

"It's been a pleasure, love."

"Why do you call me "love" so much?" I asked.

"I'll tell you someday, if we're lucky."

I didn't have time to think after that because all of a sudden I felt his lips crush onto mine, and when he understood that I wasn't going to pull him away, his kiss became more passionate and loving.

I couldn't help but run my fingers through his soft, dark hair. He pushed me up against my door, and his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. I felt him pull away, and he leaned his forehead against mine and smiled a sexy smile.

"Until we meet again, love," he said.

And he turned around and started walking down the steps. He turned around to look at me one last time, and the next thing I knew I ran down the steps and kissed him the same way he kissed me only a few seconds ago.

He picked me up, not breaking our kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

We went up to my bedroom and he laid me on my bed, and he came on top of me. "Are you sure you want to do this now, love?"

I nodded and reached up to touch his face and he brought his face closer to mine and kissed me with such passion that it sent chills down my spine.

I unbuttoned his shirt and oh my God. His chest was huge. His abs were perfect. Everything about him was just perfect. Damn it! Why did he have to be so beautiful?

He rolled me over to where I was on top of him and his hands slid up my shirt.

Everything about this guy was perfect. My body tingles when he touches me. It's not fair. How could anyone resist such perfection and passion?

He rolled us over and he started kissing every inch of my body.

And we all know what happened after that.

A/N

Please continue to read! Isn't this a cliff hanger? Maybe there will be even better scenes than this later. ;) but who knows?? Please vote, comment, and read!

Btw Vince sounds so sexy, I wish he was real! What do you guys think?

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