The One You Wanna See

Prince: Your Little red corvette!

My heart began to race; I looked sideways at Andre. Is he going to say something to Prince? I tilted my head in pain looking directly at him and quietly whispered a single word as a lone tear slowly ran down my cheek:

"Please."

Andre looked back at me and signed.

Prince looked at me and then at Andre:

"What is it?"

I have never been so nervous about saying anything; I could feel nerves fluttering in my belly. Luckily at that moment, the doctor walked in.

"Ah Monsieur, my favorite patient, is up and awake, how are you feeling?" I stepped away from Prince's side to let the doctor take over;

"Athena where are you going?"

I turned back to face Prince. I quickly wiped the tears away from my eyes.

"Ah, I am just going to you know powder my  nose!" I lied, forcing a smile on my weary face.
Prince still looked puzzled as he sat up with the help of the nurse who just walked in. I barely heard what the doctor told Prince because all I could think about was Micki's stupid comment about my unborn child.
What was Micki thinking? That was the most hurtful thing anyone could say. Now thanks to him Andre probably has doubts about the baby.

I  walked out the room towards the first female bathroom I could find. I cried my eyes out.
On one hand, I was excited about  Prince and the possibility of going back to the States! On the other hand, I worried about Prince finding out about Micki.

"Stop it, Alex or Athena," I said to myself looking directly at my reflection over the bathroom sink. I poured water over my face, then gave my mirrored reflection a stern look. "Grow up will you." With those words I vowed never to let anyone see me cry, I know who the father of my baby is. The only man I have been with, Prince.

When I returned to the room, the doctor had already left. Andre was not in the room; it was just Prince and me.

"They said I  am cleared to go back to Minnesota."

Minnesota? Why Minnesota? Why not Los Angeles or anywhere else? Spain Perhaps?

I force a smile: "Ugh Minnesota? I thought we were going back to Los Angeles."

"No, I want to go home where I belong, where the bad people stay away because it is so cold. Come" Prince beckoned me to come sit next to him on the bed. I quietly sat down next to him; he pulled me into his embrace like it was our first time meeting. I silently melted into his arms, well aware of the effect Prince had on me. "awww, so what did you want to tell me?"

He said pulling me closer, brushing his lips on mine.

"It can wait," I replied, pushing my lips toward his.

"hmm," Prince then took control of the kiss, cradling my head in his hands. It was a kiss that pushed aside all thoughts away from my mind. This kiss was hot and wet with desire. Prince pulled back slightly just enough to murmur:

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" He smirked mischievously, as he traced his hands over the contours of my breasts. That's when he pulled my hand to feel his ready and willing "Le Petit Prince."

Prince then said in a deep sexy voice:

"Soft and wet? You on top?"

I couldn't believe it.

"What Here? We should?".

"yes."

So I did, I straddled him.With hands firmly placed on my thighs, his eyes directly on mine. I pulled him out, pushed aside my sheer lace underwear and guided him into my red corvette.