Banking on Him

Chapter 13 - Serena

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Anyhow, I know you're really here for Serena and Reese's story so here ya go...

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After Reese left my office, I threw myself into work rather than obsess over the fact that I'd agreed to a date. Erica hovered, so I sent her out to run errands and let her leave early. I know she was just really happy for me, but I wasn't getting my hopes up. I was still nervous we'd run into someone, and I didn't see this working out long term. Still, I was excited and the day seemed to drag on forever.

I finally decided to leave early and go for a run. I wasn't getting any real work done anyway, and I'd be missing my workout tonight. I got home and went for a quick run around my neighborhood, clearing my head. Running was where I found peace from my obsessions. It helped a lot.

When I got home, I took a quick shower and blew dried my hair. I opted for light makeup with just a little mascara and blush. The man had already seen me naked and had me in the morning, so I figured this was fine. Reese said it was a low key place, so I decided to throw on a red tank top cut low in the front and a black cardigan. When paired with my best push up bra, I looked hot. I threw on red Louboutins to match and was spritzing on my favorite perfume when my doorbell rang.

My heart sped up, and my hands shook a little. I'd been busy and hadn't realized how nervous I was for this. I already knew Reese was someone I could fall for, even though I shouldn't, and even though I'd been fighting him every step of the way, I realized I wanted this to work.

I opened the door and smiled when I saw the look on his face. "You look absolutely stunning," he said kissing me on the cheek. 

"You don't look so bad yourself. Let me just grab my clutch, and we can go." 

I walked into the bedroom and took one long steadying breath before picking up my clutch and heading to the door. As I approached Reese, he put one hand on my hip and pulled me close, bending, so his lips were close to my ear. "I promise to be a perfect gentleman on this date, but when we get back.. I'm bending you over the couch in those fuck me heels and making you scream my name." He stepped back with a big grin on his face and extended his arm, "Shall we?"

I hit him with my clutch and murmured "asshole" under my breath before walking ahead of him. He laughed and caught up with me easily, slipping his arm around my waist.

True to his word, Reese was the perfect gentleman. He opened doors for me and didn't once look at the hot waitress with her boobs practically on display for all to see. When I couldn't decide between mozzarella sticks and spinach dip, he ordered both. When I complained he'd make me fat he gave me a sultry look and said he'd help me work it off later.

He was charming and sweet and attentive, and I realized no one had ever treated me like this before. It was sad really, but the majority of the guys I dated were as wrapped up in their careers as I was. Normally, on a date, both the guy and I would check our emails multiple times, making sure we were staying up to date on any work issues. More than once, I had ended a date early to head to the office and deal with an emergency. However, with Reese, work wasn't on my mind. I realized his presence made me relax, something I desperately needed to do.