MoonLight

Chapter Four

The next day I didn't wake up until late afternoon, I stumbled out of my room and into the living room to see my girlfriends sitting there watching me intently. I ignored them and went to the kitchen and poured myself some coffee. I shuffled over to the only empty chair that faced all of them. "Has the furniture always been placed like this?" I murmur out to break the uneasy quietness. "Kim, tell us! How?!" they all squealed at me. "Well, let's just say I have a date with him tonight" I mumble out. I didn't really want to act like it was anything important. It wasn't. Elvis and I were just enjoying each other and that was it. If I act like it's anything more, I'd just get myself hurt. "KIMMMM!" they whined at me. "What? There isn't much to tell, I had a good nights sleep and am realizing it's nothing much" I say in a whisper. "If you don't mind I need to get ready" I get up and walk up and back into my room. I had no clue what I was going to wear. I looked in my wardrobe and closet, throwing things all over my room. Nothing. Finally I found black tights and a flowing, loose blouse. It's sheer back showed off my figure, and I was excited to see E's reaction. I apply my makeup and let my hair down. Swimming in the ocean made it wavy and bring out my natural highlights. I looked in the mirror and had to admit. I looked pretty damn good. "Okay Kimberly, just relax tonight. Anything that happens is meant to be." I whisper to myself. I look at the clock and see I need to get going. I quickly gather my things and speed walk out of the house. "Bye Kimberly! GOOD LUCK!" the girls shout out at me. I get in the car and the driver heads out. God, Kimberly. Pull yourself together. My hands are shaking and I can feel my heart beating half way out of my chest. My breath is trembling and as the car is getting closer to the destination I can feel my breath becoming short. Oh for God's sake, Kim breathe. You WILL NOT faint. Finally we pull up to the quaint, and peaceful looking beach house. The driver opens the door for me, and walks me to where Elvis is. I can see his eyes looking me up and down. I look down and smile. The driver leaves us and it's just me and Elvis. "Hi" I managed out. He took my hand and gently grazed his lips over my fingers and kissed them. I silently watch him in a daze. "Hello honey" he temptingly smiles at me. He guides me to the small table where our dinner is already laid out. "Oh, wow" I choke out. "You like it? Is it too much?" he asks with a wave of concern expressed on his face. "No, it's perfect" I smile. We sit down and talk a little about his filming and about my modeling career. After dinner we walk hand in hand down to the patio. "God, it's so beautiful here. I wish I could stay here forever" My voice comes out as a whisper as I gaze out into the stars. I looked behind me and saw a radio. "You mind?" I say as I walk over to it. "No, Please" he encourages. I turn the power on and wait for the music to ring through. Suddenly one of my favorite songs is playing through and I can't help but move. Elvis leans up against a wall and watches me struggle to hide my dancing. I look over at him and a huge grin is plastered on his face. I blushed and look back down. "Can't help it" I say over the music. "I know whatcha mean" he says in a hushed tone. Finally I let loose, twisting and then spin. I start dancing towards the water and don't look back. I wanted to get in the water but I didn't have a swim suit. Before I could say anything Elvis was behind me and turning me around. "I have a swim suit in the house" he says with a mysterious look. I run into the house and get changed and am out before he can move. I dive into the water and come back up my hair slicked back. I watched him as he removed his shirt and ran in. He comes up right in front of me and brushes his hand against my cheek. "You really are so beautiful" he says. "Well your not too bad lookin yourself" I nervously laugh. I had never been good with accepting compliments. Suddenly his lips were melting into mine and I smiled underneath his lips. I slung my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt his hands holding me up under my thighs and we continued to kiss. Finally we both pulled back and blushed. That was some kind of kiss. We walked up out of the water and that was when he picked me up bridal style. I could smell his cologne and I ran my fingers through his hair. He carried me all the way into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed. I was nervous. I had to have self control and not do anything irrational. He put on a blue button up shirt and changed into cream colored pants. I quietly watched him and then looked up at the ceiling. He slowly walked over to me, clearly allowing his eyes to wonder up and down my body. Oh Jesus. He came up and laid down next to me on the bed. I looked over at him and giggled. "What's so funny?" curiosity races in his mind. "You, you're trying to act casual, but you're doing a horrible job" I chuckle. "Oh, am I?" he grins. "Yes, you are, if you want to kiss me, just do it" I smile and stick out my tongue, acting like a child. He pretends to grab my tongue and then puts his arm over my stomach. "fair enough" he whispers in my ear as leans in close to me. I grin. He starts with gently kissing my lips and then moves down to my neck. Oh, wow. That feels so good. Goosebumps rise up on my skin and he slowly rubs my arms. He starts kissing my shoulders and then underneath my collarbone. I quickly realize if he continues it's gonna get serious. "Elvis, I should tell you something" I say in a hushed tone. "Mhmm?" he murmurs as he continues. "Elvis, look at me" I say more sternly and pull his face up to look at me. "What is it honey?" he says worriedly. "I-uh. Well I don't really know how to say it...I've never-- "Honey don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything like that" he interrupts me. "It means a lot that you're letting me do this, I am not gonna push it" he whispers. He kisses my lips and unties my bikini top. "You tell me when you want me to stop" he says in my ear. "okay" I mumble out as he continues to kiss the back of my neck. I turn towards him and start to unbutton his shirt but he takes my hands in his. I can tell he doesn't want me to. I didn't know why though. "Elvis, what's going on?" I say. He looks at me and then looks down, understanding what I am talking about. "Nothing honey, I just prefer to keep it on" he says quietly. "Why, if you don't mind me asking" we were sitting there staring at each other now. "Your not self-conscious are you? Elvis. I have seen you shirtless when you were filming, you look great" I convincingly say. He looks up and stays quiet. I could tell he didn't believe me. "Elvis" I take his face in my hands "I promise, I only say what I mean, you can trust me on this" I smile at him. "Ok" he whispers. I finally unbutton his shirt. "Mhm, good, told you" I wink at him. He silences me with his lips and hovers over me. Finally after all the kissing we both decide we need sleep. I turn on my side and he wraps his arm over me and pulls me into him. "Goodnight honey" he murmurs. "G'night" I quietly say. How could I go to sleep after what had just happened. I mean sure it's not like we made love, but we were pretty close. What if it happened the next time? Or what if people found out? All of these what if's were racing in my mind and the last thing I could do was fall asleep. I slipped out of his arm of protection and sneaked outside on the patio. I wondered up at the stars. "I miss you daddy" I whispered as a tear came streaming down. I looked down and said in a hushed tone "I hope you're proud of me" and gaze back up at the heavens. He better be enjoying himself. Finally I get sleepy and fade into a deep sleep out on the patio in the straw chair.