Sway with Me

Chapter Thirty-Four: An Important Question

Cristiano smiled as he waited for his girlfriend after the show, they were heading for dinner since it was getting late and he wanted to celebrate with her; he checked his mobile knowing that his mother had Junior for the night.

“You ready?” Isabelle asked as she stepped out of the dressing room, she was dressed in an ivory lace yoke shirt and black zip leather trousers paired with black high heels; she had worn the outfit when they had arrived at the studio.

Cristiano nodded his head as he looked up at her from his phone, he had no intentions of going back to his home tonight; he wanted to be with the red head since he doubted he would get any sleep tonight.

Isabelle shouldered her black cross body bag with sleek curb chain, she knew that they were going for something to eat and she was starving; her stomach grumbled making Cristiano chuckle as he wrapped an arm around her so that they could leave.

“I take it you’ll be staying at mine tonight?” Isabelle guessed as she looked up at Cristiano, she knew that he didn’t really like her one bedroom studio apartment and he only stayed because he wanted to be with her.

The footballer nodded his head knowing that he could ask her to move in with him tonight, he didn’t care what happened tomorrow and he knew that he was going to do his best for her; Isabelle had worked hard teaching him how to dance.

Isabelle rolled her eyes as she allowed him to led her from the building, they would be dancing against Daniel Garcia and his celebrity partner Rosa López; it was going to be a difficult final and Isabelle knew that they would need their rest.

***

“Do you think we can do it?” Isabelle asked as they sat in an expensive Italian restaurant that Cristiano had brought her too; she wasn’t surprised that they were somewhere like this especially with him.

Cristiano looked up from his wild mushroom and smoked mozzarella risotto and frowned, he could tell that Isabelle was nervous about the final and he knew that he would do everything in his power to ease her mind.

“Of course, we can do it Isa,” Cristiano said as he took her hand in comfort, he wasn’t surprised that she was nervous; it would have been more of a shock if she wasn’t.

The footballer brought her hand to his lips knowing that they had made it this far and they should be proud, he had never thought that he would make it this far; he’d really thought he go out before it got to the top three.

“Siento,” Isabelle said shaking her head, she didn’t know why she was getting so nervous about this; she had been fine last year when she had got to this stage even if she had finished in second place.

The red head looked down at her penne pomodoro as she tried to ease her mind, she couldn’t believe that she was in the final again.

Cristiano squeezed her hand reassuringly, he felt like this every time he played a big match and he knew that it was never going to go away; he kiss Isabelle’s hand again wishing that he could ease her mind.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” Cristiano said as he smiled at her, he brushed his fingers tenderly across the back of her hand; he watched her knowing that if it wasn’t for her then he would still be in an unhappy relationship with Irina.

The footballer knew that he had thought about just settling with the Russian, however she had never made him this happy and she was never really around.

“Cristiano,” said a voice making the footballer wonder what her problem was, he didn’t even know why Irina was still hovering around; he had made it clear that he had no interest in getting back together with her.

Isabelle glared at the model knowing that she wasn’t going to give up, it was slowly becoming clear that this wasn’t going to be easy and she wasn’t going to walk away.

“What is it you want Irina?” Cristiano asked coldly, he was getting tired of her popping up like this; she was constantly showing up like this and it was starting to get on his nerves.

Irina blinked a little surprised and taken back at his unwelcoming tone, she paused for a brief moment wondering if maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

Isabelle felt Cristiano take her hand and give it a soft squeeze as he pulled her attention from his ex-girlfriend, he wasn’t allow Irina to destroy their night out before the final; he had a feeling that she was only here to cause trouble.

“I came over to congratulate you,” Irina said innocently, she knew what this was going to be interesting, she needed to drive a wedge between him and Isabelle; she had already bought tickets for the final show and she was determined to make him take her back.

Cristiano didn’t even look at Irina as he focused on Isabelle, he had no interest in what his ex-girlfriend had to say; he just wanted her to go away.

“Now that you have said that, you can leave,” Cristiano said sternly knowing that he didn’t want Irina hanging around, he didn’t care how she felt and he knew that this was over now.

***

Isabelle laughed as Cristiano kissed down her neck as she tried to unlock her apartment door, she felt his hands slip carefully under her top and she was glad that no one could see them.

“Cris,” the red head warned as she tried to focus on getting her front door open so that they could head inside, it was starting to get late and the couple wanted a good few hours’ sleep before the final.

Cristiano chuckled as he nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck, he rested his hands on her hips as she finally got the door open; he nudged her inside knowing that they were alone for the night.

The footballer looked around his girlfriend’s incredibly small apartment, he wrinkled his nose knowing that he disliked it because of how small it was.

“Still don’t like the apartment?” Isabelle said as a smile, she had noticed his dislike mainly over the six weeks that they had been dating; she wasn’t even surprised anymore since she was never really home.

Cristiano nodded his head as he turned his attention to her, he knew that their dinner had been sort of ruined by Irina turning up but he still had a question for her.

“Move in with me,” the footballer said with a soft smile on his lips, they spent more time at his home than they did at her apartment and he knew he would prefer if they were together more.

The red head looked at him a little taken back, she blinked as she wondered if she had heard him right; she watched as Cristiano walked over to her and placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close to him.

“I want you to move in with me Isa… por favor,” Cristiano murmured as he ducked down and kissed her, he held her close knowing what he wanted; Isabelle smiled into the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

The couple knew that no matter what happened tomorrow and in the coming weeks that they would be okay; Isabelle was always going to have Cristiano no matter what.

“Yes,” the red head whispered as she pulled back from her boyfriend, she looked up into his brown eyes knowing that she had never been this happy before.