Been You

Chapter 62: Date With Me

JUSTIN'S POV:

Ely and I are seated at the Italian restaurant, waiting for the waitress to take our drink orders. So far, everything is going well. "So," Ely starts, interrupting my thoughts, "you wanted to get to know each other more?"

"Of course, baby," I answer. I think briefly of what exactly I want to know. "Where do you see yourself in ten years?" I ask, grabbing her hands.

"Umm... I see myself... with you of course. We're married with three kids, twin girls and a boy. We live in a New York City apartment. You're signed in the NHL and I'm a teacher at the kids' private school. I don't know, I guess it's just a dream, but..."

"No, baby, that sounds beautiful. I love it. What would you name our girls?" I ask, marveling at how amazing her dreams and aspirations sound.

"I haven't really given it much thought... I think Solana and Luna. Like sun and moon? I don't know, is that stupid?"

"No, no, no, of course not, baby, it's beautiful," I assure, squeezing her hands. She smiles at my approval.

"And I take it we'll have a little Justin?" She adds happily.

"Aw, man, imagine taking him to his first hockey practice," I elate before the waitress shows up. We order our drinks and then go back to fantasizing about our future together.

"So when do you plan on making these pretty babies, baby?" Ely flirts.

"Probably once I'm signed so I can actually take care of my beautiful pregnant lady," I flirt, poking her on the nose with my index finger. She giggles.

"Ahem," says the waitress holding our drinks. She sets them down before asking what we want to eat.

"Spaghetti for two," I answer, not taking my eyes off of Ely. She blushes insanely. The waitress walks off. Ely continues speaking once she's gone.

"Well, I'm not carrying a child until I'm at least accepted into teaching school," Ely says assertively.

"Okay, so I get signed, you get into grad school... We make babies?" I flirt, arching an eyebrow at her. She blushes, as cute as can be.

"Yeah," Ely laughs.

"We should probably have a few practice rounds when we get back to my house," I suggest, shrugging.

"Yeah, I mean, we wouldn't want to be... unprepared," she breathes, nodding and eyeing my mouth. Knowing she's watching, I lick my lips seductively. At this, she moans softly. It's almost inaudible, but I just catch it.

"While we're at it, we might as well try that thing we did before we came here?" I suggest to her, making her jaw drop. The thought of Ely squirting on my hand makes my entire body feel hot. Damn, that was so hot. My fantasy is interrupted when the waitress shows up holding our spaghetti. Before she can even set it down, Ely speaks up.

"Um, we're gonna need two boxes and the check. As quickly as possible," she rushes. The waitress looks at E strangely. "Something came up," Ely excuses. The waitress rolls her eyes walking off.

"Well, well, well," I chuckle smugly. Damn, does she really want me that badly? I think so. "What came up, Elysandra?" I smile.

"Your dick," she spits back, mimicking my smug expression. Now, my jaw drops. The waitress leaves our check and boxes. I pay while Ely packs up our food. The way we were rushing, you really would think an emergency situation came up. But no, we're just horny, as always. After everything is taken care of, Ely and I head out of the restaurant. Once we're outside, I grab Ely's ass and grip it tight, causing her to gasp and then giggle. "Baby!" She exclaims. I don't let go, though. I keep my grasp until we reach the hockey house. We stop at the front door.

"You know... if we were a normal couple on a normal date, this is where I'd kiss you good night," I flirt, holding her hips.

"Yes, but we aren't a normal couple," she counters. "We go at it like rabbits," she giggles, pecking me on my lips.

"And I wouldn't change a thing," I finish, before kissing her again, much more deeply this time. She matches my force, kissing me inside as we struggle to find the stairs, never breaking the kiss.