A Life I Didn't Plan For

Chapter Twelve

Nola

          What should I wear? I had no idea what to wear hot how I should look at this dinner. I was scared not to look good enough for him. I didn't even know what this was for honestly. I mean was it like a friendly dinner or something else?

I let out a sigh before picking a plum coloured dress from my closet. It was a strapless dress that went to my knees.

I took my hair from my bun and brushed it before applying some makeup and slipping on a pair of heels.

I let a smile slip as I looked at myself in the mirror. I quickly grabbed my purse and went down to the front door to wait for Oliver.

My phone vibrated and it was a text from Oliver.

Oliver: I'll be there in less than five minutes.

I bit my lip as I was excited to see him.

When the car pulled up, I hurried out there. Oliver stepped out of the car wearing a white dress shirt, a black blazer and black dress pants. I bit my lip as I looked at him.

"You look stunning," Oliver told me with a smile plastered on his face.

I smiled back at him. "You also look good."

"Not as good as you," He told me as he opened the car door.

I thanked him as I got inside. He got in next to me and his driver started the car.

"That colour looks lovely on you." Oliver turned towards me with a smile.

He was so sweet and his smile made my stomach have butterflies.

"Thank you. So where are we going?" I asked.

"To a nice restaurant. We'll be the only ones there tonight." He informed me.

"What?"

"I bought out the restaurant so we could have dinner alone."

"Oh?" I raised my eyebrow. "I could have cooked you something."

"As much as I'd like that, I wanted to take you out somewhere. I want to get to know you more." His hand touched mine. "Do you want that?"

"I want to know you more too, Oliver." I know he was married but I was so attracted to him. I wanted to know him more than anything. He has the sweetest child which shows his good parenting. It was so clear how much he loved his son and how much his son loved him.

Oliver smiled.

When we got to the restaurant, Oliver took my hand and lead me inside. The restaurant was completely empty but we had a table in the middle. The lights were dimmed down and there were many candles around us that light up the space around us.

Oliver pulled my chair out for me and I sat down. He sat across from me. "Order anything you want, anything at all."

"I really want pasta." I told him.

"Done, tell them what kind and they'll make it for you."

I nodded.

A few minutes a waiter came over and took our order. Oliver ended up ordering the same thing as me.

"Nola," Oliver said. I looked at him. "Thank you for agreeing to have dinner with me."

She smiled. "Of course."

We talked for a bit before our food came out. The food was absolutely amazing.

"That was so good." I told him.

He chuckled. "It was. Amazingly good."

"I want to pay half for the bill." I told him.

"No." He crossed his arms.

"I want to."

"Sorry, already paid."

That made me roll my eyes. "Thank you for dinner, Oliver."

"You're welcome. Did you want dessert?"

"I don't think I could eat another thing." I laughed. "But the peanut butter cheesecake sounds really good."

"How about we split it?"

I nodded and he ordered it.

During our talk over dessert I found out a lot about him and he found out a lot about me. I didn't know what this was really but it was confusing.

Once we were finished dessert he took me back to my house. We were at the front door when I thanked him again.

"Tonight was fun." I said. "Thank you."

"I enjoyed tonight as well. Thank you for accompanying me to dinner, Nola." He looked down at me before leaning down and placing his lips on mine.

I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Do you want to come in? My grandma's not home." I breathed against his lips.

"Yes." I took him inside and as soon as the door was shut he pushed me against the wall and was kissing me.

My lips fit perfectly against his as we kissed. I felt so lost in the kids and I couldn't believe I was kissing him.

He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

His tongue slipped inside my mouth a dour tongues danced against each other. He placed me on the couch and got on top of me.

I pushed his jacket off of his shoulders and he threw it on the ground.

As we kissed, I unbuttoned his shirt. I pulled away to look at his well toned body.

"Can I?" He asked as his hand went to the back of my dress.

I nodded and he unzipped my dress. Once he got it off of me, I was left in a strapless bra and matching underwear.

"Christ," He breathed. "You're beautiful." His eyes scanned my body making me blush.

He kissed me again than pulled away. "Do you want to?" Oliver looked at me.

~Sorry for the long awaited update! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please do let me know! Thank you so much for reading! I love you!

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