The Road to....Somewhere???

I Only See It Getting Better

Ok, I think things are going to get a little heated in this chapter.  Please bare with me. I have never written anything like this. I have done some research, reading stories on here, and trying to get a feel of how to go about describing this scene. Hope you enjoy.

Logan's p.o.v.

Here I am, pulling up at Ashley's.

After such a great week, spending every day at lunch with Ashley, I am all of a sudden nervous about tonight. After our first lunch on Monday, I decided I would not let my nerves get me, and I would just enjoy my time spent with her. Now, though, I am having problems sticking to what I had decided on at the beginning of the week. I text Ashley, to let her know I am at the gate. As the gate opens, my nerves get even worse. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself, and drive up to the house. As I pull up to park, where I did the first time I was here, I look over at the porch, and I see Ashley.

My nervousness vanish's as I see her standing there, knowing that she wants to be around me just as much as I want to be around her. I remember every day of the last week, and I wonder how I could be nervous around this extraordinary woman. Then I think, oh yeah, we will be coming back here afterwards, not going back to work. That is how I can be nervous. Here them nerves go again.

I am confident in my appearance tonight. I have my "little black dress" on, coming to just above my knee's. My hair is down, flowing down my exposed back. My favorite pair of heels are on my feet, making my legs tight and smooth. My french manicure, done today, make my hands look all the better for it.  I am feeling a little full of myself, knowing I look good, until I step out, and Ashley comes to greet me. My confidence wavers as I see this most stunning creation in front of me.

She is wearing a suit that looks like it was tailored for her body exactly. Though it is a man's suit, it hugs every part of her just right. It is all black, and she has a blue tie on that matches her eyes perfectly. Her pants hang just right on the top of her black dress shoes. Next to her, I feel a little drab. She is freaking gorgeous. 

"Hey." She says, as she walks up to me and brushes her lips against my cheek. My insides melt from this small act of affection. She pulls back, and looks me up and down. If I didn't know her better, I would feel I was being eye fucked right at this very moment. Maybe I am being, just a little, but I sure don't mind. Not when it's Ashley.

'You like?" I say flirtatiously, biting my bottom lip a little, trying to look sexy. I can tell by the look in her eyes, it is working.

"Very much so. You clean up very nicely. You want a drink before we leave?" She asks, not taking her eyes off of mine. I could so get lost in those eyes.

"Sure. That sounds good." We head in the house, my eyes never leaving her. She was just as sexy from the back, as she was from the front. Once again, like at the party, she catches me ogling her.

"Hey, you don't have to do that all secretively. I didn't. I don't mind at all. I like that you find me attractive. Don't hide it, let me know." Wow, I have never heard her speak like this before. Maybe she decided to just go with it, like I did. This is getting more interesting by the minute. 

"Yes ma'am. I will remember that." We walk into the house. I slip my heels off, and follow her into the kitchen. Her house smells so good. I don't know if it is the house, though, or her, actually. Her smell lingers behind. She walks to the fridge, and gets a couple of beers out. I was early, so I'm guessing we have a little time before we have to leave. We take a seat at the bar in the kitchen, next to each other. We turn around to face one another.

"So, where are we going?" I ask, trying to make small talk, and take my mind off of her smell, and body.

"I'm not telling. Let's just say I'm glad it is a nice night. This summer has been so unbearably hot, and I'm glad that it is cooling down." This leads me to think we will be outside. I'm sitting here, trying to figure out what we are doing all dressed up, if we are going to be outside, when Ashley's voice interrupts my thoughts. "What are you thinking so hard about over there?"