Crismes Forever

Chapter 11: Date Night

I sprayed on my cologne. I was nervous. I mean, James and I had gone on dozens of dates before, but I was in love. Something about him made me have butterflies in my stomach. He was amazing. Looks-wise he was a ten. He had gorgeous hazel eyes, a stellar physique, was well endowed, and had the cutest baby face that you could ever imagine. On the other hand, his personality was perfect as well. He was so warm and generous to every person he met, no matter if they were the most famous person he's ever encountered, or someone who had nothing, he treated them with the same dignity and respect he treated himself with. He was my little sweet pea, my everything. I looked in the mirror and whispered to myself "You've got this Cristiano. Just be yourself for like, the gazillionth time." 

Knock! Knock! "Just a second babe!" I yelled in the direction of the door. I adjusted my blazer and my collar for the last time and headed for the front door to let him inside. I twisted the platinum knob and saw his charming and dapper smile. I instantly returned a smile back at him and gave him a warm and welcoming hug. I asked him if he wanted a drink and he decided to opt for a glass of French red wine. I followed suit. We sat out on the patio outside, laughing and joking, talking about our families and how our work was going. When the glasses became empty, we felt like it was our queue to go to the restaurant. We were getting pretty peckish. I let Jamesito back inside and we headed into the kitchen to fetch my keys off the counter. We were going to take the matte black Lamborghini to the steakhouse that James loved, so we went out the way James came in and headed over to my garage that was full of numerous luxury and sport vehicles and took the Lambo out for a whirl. 

We were driving on a quieter road so I revved the engine, trying to play up my bad boy look to impress my lover, but if anything, he found it quite humorous that I was still trying to impress him so far into our relationship. I'm glad he at least found my craziness entertaining. After a few more kilometres and a few more turns, we had arrived at his favourite place. Even though we were both more than well off, I was excited to treat my baby to his favourite meal. I opened the door for him. "After you babe." I told him. "You're just trying to get a nice view of my butt!" James said as he laughed. I giggled and responded "Maybe... maybe not!". The waitress lead us to our table, which was situated in a nice place on the back patio. We ordered a nice bottle of wine that costed 95 Euros. It sure as hell was worth the price. Later, our shrimp appetiser arrived and finally came my lobster and James' t-bone. 

As we talked, and somehow grew our connection even deeper, I realised how much James was the one for me and how much I was the one for him. I never wanted our relationship to end, we complimented each other like no other couple I'd ever seen. It was like some sort of cheesy love story, but that didn't matter to us. We just wanted to be happy, and we made each other just that. Sure the outside world sees us as two big superstars, but at the end of the day, we just want what everyone else seems to want too. The only difference is that we'd found it, we'd found each other, we'd found love, and that was the greatest thing.