You are not my type!

Chapter 3

Jason P.O.V:

Having my Angel come on my fingers was sexy as hell even though I didn’t plan on actually doing anything sexual until later when we got home from dinner.

Then again how could I have resisted my girlfriend when she decides to greet me in just a towel?

I’m definitely not complaining though, however I decided to leave it there for now otherwise we wouldn’t leave her apartment and my plans I made for tonight to be extra special would be a waste.

 Getting up and retrieving a warm damp cloth from her bathroom to clean Angel up since we had a reservation in just under an hour.

I am in a serious fucking need of a cold shower!

“Okay Angel where can I find your lingerie of choice for tonight?” I asked so could continue to get her dressed like I said.

She remained quiet but gave me that pointed look with a raised eyebrow that spoke volumes.

“Alright baby girl, this suit bag over here is yours” I said picking up the suit bag I had brought in with me earlier and placing it in front of her as she sat cross-legged on her bed.

I just left it there waiting to see if she would open it or not. If she misbehaves and opens it without me giving her permission I might just have to smack her plum ass as a lesson.

Looks like my baby girl is a good listener, the bag rested in front of her for a whole minute and she didn’t even move a muscle to open it yet, she waited for me to give her permission.

Glancing at me from under her eyelashes while biting her lip in an all too tempting way she waited.

“I’m impressed Angel you still remember the rule for tonight but I am a tiny bit disappointment… I was really looking forward to smacking your firm ass for disobeying me but anyway you can open the suit bag Angel” I told her with a slight nod toward the suit bag.

With her cheeks tainted red from my comment she swiftly proceed to yanking the zip down. Her girlish squeal of approval is heard not long after as she removes the bag with a flourish exposing a black dress with a neon purple lace on the top half of the dress. If my guess is right the dress should reach just above her knees.

Don’t get me wrong I love it when Angel show off extra skin on her sexy long legs but tonight she’s going to need something comfortable and not make herself conscious.

I could see she is practically bubble over in her excitement and trying really hard to contain herself from doing or saying anything since I haven’t given her permission.

“Tell me how much you like it baby” I said with a grin plastered on my face.

“Babe this dress is gorgeous! I love it! I love it! ...But I love you more! Thank you so much!” she squeals jumping into my lap, as I was a moment ago sitting across her, pressing feather light kisses all over my face, I couldn’t help but laugh at her excitement for a dress when later she will be getting something way more significant and memorable.

“Okay babe, I’m going to have a cold shower now and in the mean time I want you to get dressed from me. Don’t touch the purple box just yet” I said narrowing my gaze at her to make my point before pecking her lips and getting of the bed, picking up the other suit bag that has my suit in it as I head into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later and I am showered and clean shave as I button my cuffs on black shirt. Straightening out my silk blue-grey formal pants and I’m ready to go.

Stepping out of the bathroom my breath hitches in my throat as I am greeted Angel waiting for me in a very provocative position on her bed.

She noticed my breath hitch and a sexy smirk forms on her now plum and bruised dark pink lips.

“Angel you look beautiful” I commented breathlessly as she gracefully slipped off the bed walking towards me as I automatically wrap my arms around her waist and peck her lips.

“Baby you can now speak freely” I whisper in her ear as I nip it for good measure and feel her body shiver against mine.

“Good because I have been dying to say you look sexy as sin, Love” she purrs as she teasingly runs her index finger down my chest.

“Baby sit on the bed for a second please” I ask as I take a step back from her and retrieve the purple box.

I watch as she carefully sits on the edge of her bed facing me as she automatically smoothens out her dress in her ladylike manner.

I knee down in front of her as I toss the gift to her and all the ladylike manners present a second ago vanishes as she tears through the gift wrap as though she were a savage beast feasting on its prey.

It was rather a turn on to see her in action.

“Oh my gosh! Babe you got me the Steve Madden shoes I have been dying over!” she gushes as she crashes her lips to mine in an appreciative kiss that has my whole body alight with desire.

“I would give you the world if it would make you happy Angel” I replied breathlessly as we broke apart. I meant every word of it because I really would, the pair of purple heels with gold studs on them is just a pair of shoes to me but the reason I bought them is because Angel loved them when she walked past Steve Madden window in the mall not so long ago.

“Let me do the honours” I state as I take the shoes out of her hands and gently slide them onto her petite silver painted toe-nailed feet. Then I get up, extending my hand to help her up as well leading her to her bedroom door as she picks up her purse on the way.

This is when my nerve endings suddenly become ablaze with nervousness as it finally sets in that I am about to make the biggest decision of my life in just one short hour… and my life will change forever..

All because of one women…

The love of my life…

The women I want to spend the rest of my life with…

Angela Spector.