When Love Bites

24 Happy Valentine's Day (R)

Chapter 24 Happy Valentine's Day

I woke up excited and late for work. It was going to be a short day for me and Lord I hoped her day was going to be short too. I hate it when her appointment run long just as she hates it when mine do. I hopped out of bed after untangling myself from my lover. "I'm late!" I rushed off to the bathroom to get ready for my day with only that as an explanation for my actions.

He was running late, but my alarm hadn't gone off yet. He was in a whirlwind to go, so I stayed in bed and out of his way. I was going to get ready after he left anyway since I was nervous about my appointment running late.

"I can't get breakfast this morning, love." I looked at the clock. "How did we both oversleep my alarm? Damn. I actually have a client. This is not good. I love you so much. I'm sorry about breakfast are you going to be okay?"

I smiled at him. "I'll be fine. You go ahead and I will see you later."

"I'll see you tonight. What time did I say?" 

"You didn't. You said you would text me the info."

"6:30, work? I'll text you the address. Do you want to drive yourself there?" I was just running later but for the obvious reason, I didn't care. I sent Marisa a text while I was talking to Lizzie to let her know I was running late and ask her to stall for me. Her reply made me laugh.

"I can, but you said you would set up a ride for me."

"I can. Okay. I really need to leave. I am so late." I kissed her, then kissed her again with a little more of the hunger I felt. I kissed her one more time for good measure and rushed off to work.

I got out of bed and headed to the shower. I got out and sent Avi a quick text. "Hey, sweetie. Do I need to pack a bag?" I put myself together while I waited for his answer. The lingerie I picked out went perfectly underneath my dress. It was a knee length, deep red, silk sheath with a slit in it that went high up on my thigh. I added some nude thigh high stockings with lace at the tops and black heels.

I didn't get her text until noon when I was done with my day, "Yes," I replied and went on a short trip to find a tie to match her dress, picked up the wine, made sure I had her card, chocolate, and flowers. Then I went to the grocery store to get the things I needed to feed us for the weekend and headed to the beach cabin I had rented for the weekend. I was ready for some time away just her and me and the waves. I was anxious and nervous. I chose a meal that had a much greater level of complexity than I was used to preparing. I got to the beach house at 4 pm, traffic had me stressed beyond belief and ready to scream. Dinner was going to be late, but that was manageable.

I packed a bag even though I hadn't heard back from him. I gathered my work bag and my small suitcase and ubered to my appointment. I was on time, my interviewee was not and he showed up drunk. I sent Avi a text letting him know that I would probably be a bit late. I finished the interview two hours later than planned. My ride picked me up at five and I wasn't sure how far we had to go, but traffic sucked.

It was 5:30 before I checked my phone again. I was already flustered as hell. I tried very hard to get the recipe just right but the dish did not turn out like it was supposed to. I looked in the oven and found that that wasn't working well either. I retraced my steps went over the recipe and instructions and got royally pissed at myself. I missed an important step and left off a key ingredient. Its absence was notable and would alter the taste. I growled at my phone because it was handy. Then I realize Lizzie had an hour to be on time. I wasn't sure where her interview was but if she hadn't headed out of the city by 4 she wasn't even going to be remotely close to on time. "Are you on your way now?"