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Chapter Fourteen

"I have to say, I was surprised to get your text message earlier?" Just like he's been managing to pull who I am from out of myself, I set about doing the very same to Doug.

Using his chop sticks, he pops a turmeric crispy squid into his mouth. His eyes are smiling while he chews the food in his mouth. Watching me eat my delicious sweet chilli sea bass, he confidently decides to now answer my question. "I enjoyed our weekend together in Ibiza, I guess I just wanted to see whether we could in London?"

With a polite mouthful, I happily ask him yet another question. "And do you think we are?"

Those brown eyes of his settle on my curious blue ones. "Very much so." More of his succulent squid is popped into his mouth with a little smile teasingly there on his lips.

My chopsticks prod and push at the starfruit and the sea bass in my bowl, while I think of what to ask next. "I think so, too." Is all I can come up with right at this content moment.

"How's the song coming along?" Doug asks, taking a sip of his iced still water. "Will I be able to hear something this weekend?"

Sitting tall, and maybe even proud, I don't hesitate to answer him. "You will indeed, it's been really coming together today."

Nodding slowly and surely, Doug smiles. "I had an inkling it might." His confidence in me shines in his richly dark spheres. His belief is also heard in the sonorous tone of his very brief statement. "I'm really looking forward to hearing what you've done with it." Again, those brown eyes of his smoulder their soft stare on me.

You know that feeling we all sometimes get when we are in the company of someone who somehow kicks all of our senses into overdrive because we know full well that we're now in the presence of someone that is about to make a massive impact on our lives?

Well, that's how Doug makes me feel.

How he's making me feel right now.

And because he is making me feel that way, I shyly eat more of my Thai food with my shyness very much there on my warming cheeks. As my small mouthful is swallowed down, I want to get more out of Doug about his life away from his music. "Tell me about your mother?"

A frown momentarily furrows his handsome brows, until it is quickly replaced with a calm change of determined demeanour. "I wanted to see you tonight, Frankie, because you're in my head." He's so calm, yet the words from his mouth are so bluntly given to me.

With my chopsticks still in my hand, I can only blink back at him. He doesn't want to talk about his mother, it's clear that he only wants to talk about how I am somehow in his head. "Is that a good or bad thing?" I nervously smile his way.

Not releasing his determined gaze on me, he confidently lifts his chin. "You're inside my head, Frankie...and I so want to be inside of you."

Almost dropping my chopsticks, my eyes look down at them kind of tipping in my weakened fingers. It's all rather pathetic the giddy effect that Doug DiCarto has on me—the smouldering stares and the suggestive words—make him so damn sexy. "Ummm, that's great." Ummm, that's great? Really? Are now what my unimpressed thoughts yell back at me. But this is what happens when Doug is being all gorgeous and crude with me. Salacious thoughts numb all of my thought processes, they fiddle-foot their way around my brain.

He laughs, scandalously laughs. "It is great, really great." While my salacious thoughts are thinking about all the things that they'd like to do to him, Doug is being his usual gregarious and gorgeous self.

Currents of excitement fizzes through my veins, and I know I've got to try and pull myself back together again. "Stop looking at me like that?" Comes my small and coy request.

His eyes naughtily narrow. "Like what?"

Sighing away my salacious thoughts and the fervent fizzing in my veins, I look him right in his all-too wicked eyes. "Like you want to undress me?"

His smile becomes knowingly crooked. "But I do want to undress you." He then leans forward, to bring his glass of water up to his playful lips. "I'm not going to deny my feelings for you, Frankie. You excite me in so many ways. Your voice, who you are, who we both become whenever we are together...all valid reasons for why I am like this with you now." Then ever so confidently, he finally has a sip of his very lucky water.

I don't ever just fall into bed with a man, but I fear I may just do that with Doug DiCarto. Our sexual chemistry just gets stronger and stronger each time we see each other. It's getting much harder and harder to resist. Needing to have some of my own water, I sip it down my throat, hoping that it might quell the fire forming in my belly. As I place my half-empty glass down in front of me, my enamoured eyes slowly lift back up to his. "You know I'm attracted to you, Doug, but this is all getting so intense, so fast. Maybe we should just try and keep our hands to ourselves until we've wrapped up Hear The Chant?"

Cocking his head slightly to the side, Doug is breathing in deeply while he carefully considers my incredibly surprising and unexpected, and quite frankly, far too sensible proposal. "It's something to certainly think on, but something I don't think I'll be able to actually act upon, Frankie Fenner." He smiles at me, then blinks with such confidence there on his face. "I have told you before that I live for today. In this world right now, there are people who won't have a tomorrow. There are people who may not even remember all of their tomorrows. That's happening right now, Frankie. Somewhere, to someone, that's happening right now. I take nothing for granted. I take what I want, when I want it. It's just how I do things. That is why I am here. That is why I want you right now. I have never believed in all that fate crap, but I believe in chances coming our way. You, Freckles...are a chance I am wanting to take."

All that Doug says, is said with strength and passion. He believes in what he believes. He lives his life the way that he lives it. I know that he is telling me that he wants me, but in what way and for how long? Eventually, I ask what I really do need to ask him. "What do you want from me, Doug?"

Reaching for my hand, his fingers tenderly thread with mine. "Just that you'll take the same chance on me?" His eyes blink, imploring me to just say yes.

Needing him to clarify a few things, I air those questions inside of me. "Are you wanting us to properly date?"

Stroking my thumb with his fingers, he smiles. "That is exactly what I am asking. I want you, Frankie. I only want you. I want you to only want me. So yeah, that's dating, right?" He's now quietly laughing across the table.

With my head whizzing and my veins fizzing, I am now smiling. "And you're sure this is what you want? It's not too soon and everything?"

Kissing my fingers now, his eyebrow confidently quirks. "When you know, you know...and I, know."

Bold.

Persuasive.

Talented.

Impulsive.

Sexy.

Captivating.

Honest.

Unpredictable.

Gifted.

Funny.

Thrilling.

These are the traits that make Doug who he so uniquely is.

And who he uniquely is, is just why I want him.

I've not met any one like him before.

And no one like him has wanted me in the way that he does.

This is all so insanely new.

So insanely exciting.

Insanely us.

**Video above is: ADVENTURE CLUB - NEED YOUR HEART (ft KAI)**