It was Fate

Chapter 5

Arabelle

Sitting in the coffee shop, it smells like any would. The amazing aroma of fresh brewed coffee. This is what wakes me up every morning. Coffee. Sitting down at the table, I look around quickly. Its not a big coffee shop but not tiny either. It has a comfortable vibe, and you can hear low voices from other customers. Booths and tables with chairs are all around. The front of the store is floor to ceiling windows which have a high table in front of them going the whole length of the window, lined with a bunch of chairs, for people to sit at and watch the world go by. Looking down at my hands on the tan colored table, I feel a bit nervous.

"A café latte for the lady and a long black for myself," Ryder says walking up and handing me my coffee.

"Thank you," smiling to him, he pulls his chair out, and sits across from me.

"So, Aria, tell me about yourself?" looking at me and smiling.

"Well, I'm 26, and I have a younger sister named Cara, she is 16. I've been raising her since I was about 18 years old." Even though we share the same mom we don't share that much in common. She has brown doe like eyes, our mom has green eyes like me. She has shoulder length hair that is same color as mine. We have same face shape, she just has a bit of chubby cheeks, though her face is starting to thin out. She is short, yes, she is still young but most girls her age are around what, 5'5 and she is 5'3 and has been that height for almost two years, making me wonder if she will grow any taller. She reminds me of a little pixie or fairy.

"What about your mom?"

"She passed away 9 years ago in a car accident." It doesn't hurt thinking about her anymore. At first, I was mad, then I broke down. How was I supposed to care for my younger sister? But I knew I could never let her go into foster care. Our mom was an alcoholic. No, she wasn't the one that hit the car. She was hit, from a drunk driver. I always tried hiding her keys, but she always found them.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he looks at me with sympathy in his eyes.

"Its okay. It was a long time ago," I give him a small smile.

"How about your dad?" he questions. Something I always wondered too. Mom wouldn't say anything about him. And I have a feeling Cara dad is just some random guy my mom hooked up with.

"We don't know our dads. Cara and I have the same mom, but we have different dads and we never met them," I tell him, letting him know I don't care.

"Anyway, how about you?" I ask him, wanting to get to know him better.

"Well I'm 27. I'm turning 28 is a couple weeks. I have two younger siblings. Nick is the middle child, he's 21. Then there is Maya and she's 15 turning 16 next week. Actually, since your sister Cara is same age, would you both like to come to her birthday party?" he asks me smiling.

"That's nice to offer but I'm not sure..." I don't want to intrude. I know some birthday parties are for close family and friends. I'm sure Cara would love to go as she loves meeting new people, I'm just not sure if we should.

"You guys should come. Maya doesn't have that many friends as she can be a bit shy, but then she opens up and then its like she never shuts up," he says laughing

"Really? Cara was like that but once she hit 13 she became social butterfly. Always friendly to everyone. But I guess if your sister agrees, I don't see why not. I'm sure Cara would love to come and meet your sister," I tell him, and I watch his eyes brighten and his smile grows showing off his straight white teeth. Man, that smile could get women to do anything he wants. Just like his smirk makes you want to drop your panties for him.

"It won't be a problem. Ill text you all the details in a couple days."

"Sounds good. Well, since you already know where I work, do I get to know what you do?" I say smiling at him

"I own my own company. Well family company. My father passed away 4 years ago due to cancer and I took over. We own hotels and restaurants all over world."

"I'm so sorry for your loss. I know it tough watching your loved ones go through all that."

"Its okay, it was hard at first, but it has gotten easier."

We sat at the coffee shop for about 45 minutes, just talking and getting to know each other. Our likes and dislikes, favorite movies and food. When it got close to 6:00 we started heading back to my work, so I could get my car and drive back home. Pulling into the parking lot, he pulls up next to my sliver Honda accord. We both step out of the car and I walk around, and he meets me at the back of his car.

"Thank you for the coffee, I had a great time," I tell him. He steps closer to me and puts his hands on my hips. I love feeling his hands there, for some reason it's makes me feel safe when he's holding me. Like nothing bad could happen.

"So, would you my beautiful Aria, allow me the pleasure of taking you on an actual date?" He says looking me in the eyes and smiling. Did he? Did he actually ask me on a date?! Shocked and a bit excited, I stand frozen.

"Aria?"

"Yes! I mean yes, I would love to go on a date with you," I say a bit to excited and I can feel my face heat up from embarrassment. He smiles big and leans down "tomorrow at 7:00 in the evening," he says lowly against my ear. I could smell his cologne on him and it makes me light headed. His hand moves slowly up and down, making me shiver. "Okay," I whisper. Him being close always does something to me. Its like I can barely comprehend anything.

Moving back a bit he says, "good night Aria"

"Good night Ry-"He cuts me of by grabbing my face and tilting my head up, looking in each others eyes. I can see the desire in his eyes, suddenly and leans down and stops just before our lips touch, our breaths mingling together. Then he presses his firm full lips to mine and its likes everything disappears. Leaning in I press myself against his firm chest and I grip his sides tugging him closer. He tilts my head to kissing me deeper. Licking my lips, he coats my mouth open and our tongues meet. He tastes like coffee and all man. Pushing harder against each other, he moves me back until I'm leaning against his car. His one hand moves and grips the back of my neck, the other goes behind me and lands on my lower back, pushing me even closer to him. Our tongues battle for dominance that he obviously won, and I let out a low moan. He body stiffens for a second, then he kisses me with even more fiery passion. Ours lips and tongues moving against each other fervently, and I moan again. Slowly Ryder pulls away and leans his forehead on mine, both of us trying to catch our breath.

"If we don't stop now, I'll end up taking you against this car," he says huskily. If he didn't stop, I would of probably went a long with it. Damn that man can kiss. It should be a fucking sin for how good looking he is and how damn good he kisses. This man is dangerous to my health. He kisses my forehead and then steps back. Grabbing my hands, he pulls away from his car and walks me to my car door and opens it for me.

"Until tomorrow, my beautiful Aria, good night." He gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Good night Ryder," I say breathlessly, then get in my car. He closes the door for me and I start the car, waving bye I pull out and start the drive back home.

Best. Fucking. Kiss. Ever.

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