Till death

The meet

Cara
It was Friday December 24, 2008 and I was getting ready to go to a Christmas party with my roommate Hilary. It was our senior year at Boston University where we were both studying interior design. At first, we didn't know why we were doing it but after studying it for almost four years, we finally figured it out. A great space is a waste if not designed with taste. And that became our motto.
So here we are, Hilary, 5'7, thin with long wavy dark chestnut curls and the bluest eyes to die for is dressed in a red strapless dress and three inch heels. I on the other hand am 5'4 at best, flat blonde hair that comes to my mid back and emerald eyes. I'm in a black dress that you would find someone wearing at a funeral.
"Cara, honey." Hilary chuckled. "What the hell is that?" She pointed her finger up and down at my dress.
"I don't have anything. I'm good at designing homes not myself."
Hilary rummaged through her closet then cried out. "Perfect."
She twirled around and held out a mid length black backless dress with a low v-neckline.
"Try this."
I grabbed the dress from her hands and sighed. It was gorgeous. There was no way I was going to pull this off. I quickly changed into this dress that I was sure would swallow me whole, but oddly enough, it didn't. It came just past my knees but fit like a glove.
"Cara, no bra honey."
I turned my back to the mirror. My bra was showing. Duh, it's backless. I removed my bra and thankfully my BB cup sized beasts were perky.
After I let Hilary do my hair and makeup, I looked like a totally different person. I was beautiful.

Hilary and I took a cab to the party, which was at a bar across campus. It was freezing outside. So we needed it. Temperature was 33 degrees, but luckily no snow.
Once inside the bar we instantly became warmer. There were college kids all around. We noticed a bunch right from the start, who waved us over. The guys, Brett, Dean and Chris and the females, Vivian and Shana, we've known since freshman year. They were chatting with two order guys I'd never seen before.

"Ladies, you look lovely." Chris, the flirty one said.
Brett pointed at me, "Cara." Then pointed to Hilary and said her name. "This is Tony and Eric. It's Tony's birthday, of all days."
I smiled. "Happy Birthday."
He smiled back. "It is now."
The crowd roared. I felt flushed. Did this guy just flirt with me? Is that his game? What do I say? I turned to Hilary, who read my mind.
"Well we're going to get a drink."
Hilary and I walked off towards the bar top to order our drinks.
"Wow. That Tony was checking you out. He's cute."
I turned my head towards the group and saw Tony, staring right at me. I quickly looked away.
"Oh my god. He's staring this way."
Hilary was the one who got hit on, not me. This was so weird. I didn't know how to act.
I gulped down half my drink once I got it. My nerves were on edge.
I was about to take another gulp when I felt a warm hand on my bare back. I jumped.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."
I turned to see Tony right behind me. We were close. He smelled good. His eyes were intense brown orbs with golden flecks. His dark brown hair was neat and shaped perfectly. He has a strong build. His hands, although soft, were larger. He stood at least 5'10.
"Its ok." I murmured. "It was unexpected."
"So I'm Tony and you're Cara and you're Hilary?"
Hilary held out her hand to shake his. "Happy Birthday Tony."
"Thank you." He said to Hilary them looked back at me. "And Cara, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable earlier. I just like what I see."
Hilary smiled. "She's single too."
I blushed. I mean I could feel my face about to burst.
I had to turn back to my drink and down it.
Tony laughed. "Perfect. So am I."

Tony and I sat in a booth a chatted for a while. He wanted to know a lot about me. I told him what I'm in college for, I have a younger sister Tamara and my parents George and Ellen are still happily married after 27 years.
He told me that his parents died in a car crash together when he was in college. He was only 21 at the time.
"I'm so sorry. That's awful."
Tony shrugged and quickly changed the subject.
"I hope this doesn't bother you, but I just turned 32 today. I just don't want you to think of the age difference as an issue." He grabbed my hand. "I like you. When I saw you walk in, I thought wow, she's beautiful. I have to get to know her. And here we are."
Tony smiled a big smile that I had never seen before smile at me, ever. I never looked at myself that way and apparently no one else had either. I'd never even had sex before.
I shook my head. "No. It's no problem at all."
Before I knew what was happening Tony came around the booth and sat right next to me. He leaned in and kissed me. I almost melted in the seat. His lips were soft and warm. I was inexperienced but followed his movements as his tongue danced around in my mouth. His hands were holding me close to his chest and I could feel his heart beating fast through mine. Once we came up for air I wiped the corner of my mouth. He shifted himself. I can only imagine what I've seen in movies and he had a hard on.
"Cara. I've never met anyone like you. I don't want to meet anyone else either. Would you please go on a date with me? Or twenty?" He smiled.
I chuckled. "Sure."
He fist punched the air. "Yes!" He pulled out his phone and asked for my number.
Around 1am, people started to leave. I can't believe he and I talked for four hours. I felt bad letting Hilary go off with the other group for the night. But, when does this ever happen, to me?
"I'll call you tomorrow. Well today." Tony said and kissed me one last time before Eric pulled him away.
"So, I want details." Hilary said as they were leaving.
I turned to her and hugged her. " I'm so sorry. It was supposed to be you and I tonight and-"
Hilary put her hands up. "Cara, it's always you and I. Why do you think I gave you the dress? You needed to meet someone. Tony is hot. And he likes you. See what happens."
Hilary called for a cab to take us back to campus. It only took 8 minutes for him to show up. On the way back I received a text from a number I didn't know, but it said 'This was the best birthday ever. Thank you.'
It was Tony, obviously. I programmed his number so I wouldn't lose it.
I did reply back, 'I had a great time.'
Within 5 minutes we were walking up to our dorm room. We kicked off our heels and collapsed on the sofa.
"That dress looks fucking sexy on you by the way." Hilary exhaled. "So. Do tell, I saw you two sucking face. Was that it?"
I sat up. "Of course that was it." I smiled. "He got a boner."
We never laughed so hard.