The House Project

Chapter 11- Taking a Chance

Looking back over our very short time together, I never thought that I could come to care for someone as much as I do for him so quickly. Its surprising really, I always thought of myself as someone who takes things slow. I guess I proved myself wrong again today, well along with Tiffs help. 

It has been a week since Mike and I had our "first date". Its sad to say but I haven't seen him since. We have both just been so busy. I guess someone messed up big at his company because he barely even sleeps. And I have been at Mikes house when he's not there working on the decorating job. Yes, after some talking we agreed that I should keep working on it and not one of my colleagues. The good news is that I have finished ordering everything for the entire house. All it has to do is get here. 

"Rick, are you all good to stay here, my friend needs me ASAP?" I ask the painter who is currently working on Mikes dinning room. "Not a problem Izzy I got it under control" My childhood friend answers. "Okay thanks, lock up when your done" I call, already out the door and walking to my car. 

Once outside, I turn on my blue tooth and dial Tiffany's number. "Are you on your way yet?" She asks, upon picking up the phone. "Yes yes don't get your panties in a knot I'm on my way." I answer jokingly. "Girl you know I only wear thongs" Tiff jokes, I laugh. "So whats so important that you needed me right away?" I ask, turning onto her street. "Its a secret! Now get your ass over here!" Tiff yells before hanging up the phone.

I pull into her driveway but before I can even get out of the car, she is hopping into the passenger side and buckling her seat belt. " What are you doing? Where are we going?"  I ask, turning my body to face her. She says nothing as she hands my a piece of paper. Unfolding it, I see an address. Not questioning her more, I tap it into the GPS and start driving.

When I pull into an empty spot at the strip mall I have no idea why we are here. There are only 3 stores currently open. A book store, lamp and lighting store and a tattoo parlor. Getting out of my Honda, I turn to face her. "What are we doing here?" I ask curiously. "Isabella Montgomery Grant you and I are about to let loose and get tattoo's!"  She yells, grabbing my hand and almost pulling it out of its socket as I stumble after her towards the tattoo parlor.

"Tiffany I cant get a tattoo! Are you crazy?" I say as we stand outside the door of the shop. "Jesus Isabella! Let loose, and hey look at it this way, it will be a kinky surprise for Mike." Tiff says with a wicked grin. I let her pull me into the shop, considering it. "Okay Tiff Ill give you a deal. If I find one that I absolutely love Ill do it, if not then ill hold your hand as you get one." I say as we walk over to the many designs on the wall.

Tiff is immediately taken to a very ornate looking butterfly whose wings are half open, meaning either it is about to take off or has just landed. I on the other hand, surprising myself yet again, fall in love with two  pieces of art. Although I know right away which one I will choose. Its two small turtles with designs in black on their backs that signify perseverance. I have always thought that I have this quality, as it took a lot of it to live with my mother.

Tiff looks at me and I gesture to the design that I have chosen. She gives my a big grin. "Good choice Isabella" she says, before walking over to get one of the artists attention. The girl that walks over has absolutely no tattoos that I can see, but her face is covered in piercings. To each his own I suppose. "Hi my name is Annabelle, I will be giving you your tattoo today." She says, offering me her hand which I shake.

"Hello, My name is Isabella. I would like this one." I say as I point to the two turtles. "And I would like this one." Tiff says, pointing at the butterfly. Annabelle nods and gestures with her hand that we should follow her. We walk down a hallway and into the room where she will be giving us our tattoos. "Who wants to go first?" She asks, as she shuts the door. Tiff pretends to be admiring the picture on the wall and I roll my eyes at her. Shes the one that made me do this in the first place and shes too chicken to go first. 

I don't say anything as I sit down in the chair. "Where do you want it?" Annabelle asks setting everything up. "My right hip bone" I say, without thinking twice.

When mine is finally done, I glance down at the red area and the thought cross's my mind that I shouldn't have done this, but then I stand up and get a look in the mirror. When the redness fades I actually think it will look really good. I wonder how long that will take? She actually did a really good job.

I glance over at Tiff who is now staring at my tattoo with wide eyes. "It suits you, it looks like it was always supposed to be there" Tiff whispers, getting up from her chair and sitting down in the one that I just vacated. 

When Tiffany stands up from the chair and walks over to the mirror to get a look at her collarbone, a big smile takes over her face. I can tell she loves it. It looks amazing. "It looks fantastic Tiff" I say, as we exit the room and follow Annabelle to the counter to pay. 

When we get back to Tiffs apartment, she hugs me with promises of getting together again soon. As soon as I get back in the car, I plug my blue tooth in and dial Mikes number. He answers on the second ring. "Isabella" he breaths. "Iv been wanting to hear your voice all damn day." He says with a chuckle that makes me smile. "Same here, will you be available for supper tonight?" I ask as I turn onto my street. "Actually I'm already at your apartment, I was supposed to be in meetings until 11 but I told them that they could all go fuck themselves." He says with a dark laugh. I giggle, "well I'm glad, Now I get you all to myself tonight." I say, pulling into the parking lot. "Hmm I wonder what we could do with all that time" He mumbles, I laugh, as I get out of the car and head inside. "See you in a couple seconds!" I sing as I hang up the phone. 

I nod my head in Georges direction and proceed to the elevator, pressing my floor number.

The door is already unlocked. When I enter the room it is completely dark, except for a glow that it coming from my bedroom. I curiously walk towards the light and as I get closer, a big grin forms on my face and I am left standing in my bedroom doorway totally speechless. 

Mike is laying on my bed on top of rose pedals that form a heart. There is a little table beside my bed that has a bottle of champagne and two glasses sitting on top.

"Hello" Mike says in one of the sexiest voices I have ever heard. "Hi" I breath, slowly dropping my purse, kicking my shoes off and walking towards the bed. I pick up one of the rose pedals, "whats the occasion?" I ask, letting it float back down on to my duvet. "Well, this is me trying to persuade you to come to dinner with my mother and father tomorrow night." It takes me a second to process his words. "Well, Ill admit, your doing a very good job of persuading me." I say with a smirk. "You haven't seen nothing yet" he says with a grin, he grabs my waist and pulls me on top of him, proceeding to kiss me. We break the kiss and he looks up at me. "So you will go?" He asks, rubbing his hands up and down my sides. I shiver, "yes, Ill go" I whisper.

He grabs my hips to change our positions when I let out a screech. His eyes widen, alarmed. "Whats wrong?" He asks, concern written all over his face. I bit my lip. "Isabella, whats going on?" He asks, again. "Well, Tiff kinda made me do something today..." I trail off. "And what would that be?" He asks. I stand back up and go turn the light on. I turn back around to face him and lift my blouse up, turning so the right side of my body is facing towards him. 

I look at him carefully, watching as his face changes from a look of confusion to his eyes widening to the size of saucers. "Well?" I ask, worried that he wont like it. He gets up and walks towards me, standing in front of me. I watch as his eyes roam over the exposed piece of skin where the tattoo is. His hand go's down and as lightly as a feather, his thumb rubs the tattoo. 

"I think its the sexiest thing I have ever seen, well apart from your naked body." He says, giving my a wink. I blush a deep crimson. "So you like it?" I ask, "Yes Isabella, I do"  Mike says, before grabbing the hem of my blouse and pulling it up and over my head.

Hello again! I must apologize for not updating earlier! I know I'm terrible, but Iv been soo busy this summer trying to make it the best one yet, and I think I succeeded! Sadly, I wont be able to update very often anymore, with school starting up again.. You know how high school is. And if you don't then you definitely shouldn't be reading this book! Anyway, love you all! Isabella's tattoo on the side>>>

-LoveSucksAlways06