Dancing With You

Chapter 6 (Ryan)

Sunday, May, 26th . . .

When I opened my eyes that morning, I woke up to no one, Anastasia wasn't there. I sat up and started panicking thinking that she'd left. Thinking that maybe she thought about how our relationship was going to end and decided not to stick around, but after what we did the night before backstage made me desire her even more. I needed to be inside her again and feel her tight pink skin around my length.

I got up from the bed and put on some boxer briefs. Then I left the room and headed down the stairs. I heard someone in the kitchen and then saw her. I couldn't help but smile at her wearing my shirt. Her hair was down and you could see the perfect waves. She seemed so, domesticated, which made me very hard.

"Anastasia" I said. Then she turned around and looked at me as I sat down.

"Good morning" she smiled.

"You look beautiful" I said

"Thank you, are you hungry? I made you breakfast" then she put a plate in front of me and slid on an omelet.

"That looks pretty good" I said.

"It is" she said.

"You know how to cook?" I asked.

"Of course. What is it that they say? The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" then I smiled and started eating. She looked at me, waiting for me to say something. "It's delicious" then she smiled and took a sip of her orange juice.

"What are you doing today?" she asked.

"Well, I'm taking you shopping" I said.

"shopping? For what?"

"A gift that I want to give you"

"Oh, darling, it's okay. I don't need another gift. The flowers you gave me were enough" then she looked down at her hands.

"Stas, the flowers were a nice gesture, but I want to give you a real gift. One that you will wear and every time I see you wearing it'll remind me that you're mine" I said.

"You're calling me Stas now?" she smiled.

"Yea, do you like it?" I asked.

"I love it. It's your little nickname for me. You're the only person who's called me that"

"Good. Let's go shower"

"Together?" she asked.

"Of course"

"I don't have any clothes"

"Have your sister pack you a bag, and I'll have it picked up?" I said.

"Okay" she smiled. Then the doorbell rang and we looked towards the door. She let go of my hand and then I stood up from the stool.

"Go wait for me upstairs. I'll go see who's at the door" I said.

"Okay" then she stood up and went up the stairs. I went over to the door and opened it. Chase walked inside and started looking around. I knew exactly what he was doing.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Who's the girl you've been fucking?" he smiled.

"What girl?" I asked.

"Don't play dumb with me. You know you're all over the news with her, holding hands, kissing" he said.

"What makes you think I'm fucking her?"

"Dude, because it's you. You don't date, I'm shocked you even took her out to eat" he said.

"She's different"