The night we met

Chapter 8

ITS FINALLY TIME! I've been waiting to publish this chapter! (Screams)

Its time for you to meet 'Matteo'
(Winks and leaves the room)

Wait for it!

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As Mia stood up and finished the song. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.
I looked at her and I felt to proud of her improvement.

Most of the day Mia and I stayed very late practicing different songs. She was so talented and smart for her age and that's why I admired her so much.

I looked at the watch that was on the hallway and it was already ten. I slowly stood and grabbed my bag and left it on my shoulder.

"Well Mia, I think we are done for today. Its already late so I must leave," I said as I walked towards her and gave her a hug.

"You're coming tomorrow right? Oh I can make you a cake for your birthday tomorrow and we can eat it after the lessons!," she said jumping with a huge smile that I couldn't say no. I smiled at her as she jumped in excitement.

"Okay. But I like chocolate cake," I said as I began walking towards the door.

I smiled and waved at her. Finally I got outside and I felt the cool breeze like a nice and smooth touch. A caress moving my hair back over my shoulders. I took a deep breath and looked up, and left my gaze on the bright moon. The light in the darkness.

I started walking through the streets taking every thing in. The moon light touched my skin and the whole street.
I suddenly felt cold because I was using a green dress. Stupid. Why did I choose this dress on a cold night?.

I walked silently lost in my thoughts. I started thinking about my parents and my home. I really missed everything, I wanted to cry because it hurts so bad. I blinked away the unshed tears,  but it didn't worked.

Suddenly I heard a car coming from behind. I felt nervous because the car was stopping slowly. Wait. I began shacking and froze in shock. Had they found me?. Please don't be him. Please!

It stopped in front of me. I waited as I anticipated someone to come outside. Seconds later a man in black smoking with a black tie came out of the car. I couldn't see his face but something deep inside me didn't felt fear near him. I took a step back as I continued shaking. I hold tighter my bag as he took a step forward.

"Buona notte, hai bisogno di un passaggio per un posto?," he said with a deep voice which a shivered.

I was completely confused. I didn't understand what he had just told me.
Should I run? Shit.

This strange man stopped to talk to me maybe he wants to help me. But I don't want to take the risk. I can't trust no one. No one!

This might be dangerous, it's too late. I don't know him. I can't run away. He can talk in English, its obvious. I mean we are in Seattle, of course he speaks English. Think Ava. Maybe he won't know French. If I talked to him in french he will go away. He won't understand and he will just walk away.
He will just walk away. I repeated.

"Je ne comprend pas ce que vous dis" (I don't understand what you are saying), I said. I hope this works.

He walked closer until I could see his face. Shit! He was hot. My gaze landed on his body, his arms had muscles. His hands were on both sides of his pants pockets. Then my gaze went to his beard and then to his soft lips which turned to a smirk. Lastly, my gaze landed on his gray eyes. I didn't felt fear, not at all. I bitted my lip nervously and he looked at them, which made my breath quicker. What was happening to me?. Who was he?

"Je savoir que vous parlez anglais," he said with a smirk. (I know you speak English)

"Shit!," I said in a low voice.

He still had that smirk on his face, but he left out a small laugh. I still looked at him and I felt mesmerized by his beauty.

"Why are you walking in the streets so late?," he said. His gaze made me weak and he looked so powerful. Dominant. Dangerous.

"I was coming from work," I said firmly.

"What type of work do you have," he said. His eyes looked slowly through all my body. I felt nervous but I liked how he looked at me. It was like a caress I could feel.

"Its none of your business. I think it was a good talk, so I think I will leave now," I said. I needed to go away but my body wanted to be near him. I decided against it and started walking forward.

"If that's what you want. Let me tell you that its going to rain soon, so you better run so you don't get wet," he said leaning over the car with a smirk on his face. I pressed my legs together. I was already wet between my legs for him! What the hell?.

I slowly turned around and faced him. "How do you even know that its going to...," I said and it was beginning to rain. Water fell all over my hair and it moved in a slow movement in my skin.
He looked at me with a playful look and began laughing. I was very far from home. Shit, was I considering going with him?.

"Fine," I said. I opened the backseat door and sat. He did it as well and turned on the car. He started driving as I looked at the water drops on the window. I asked myself who was this man?. This is too good to happen. So, I broke the silence.

"Can you put on some music, please?," I said. I needed music. It was the only way to feel calmed.

He didn't said anything and he turned the volume up. "Earned it" started playing. Damn, really? This song right now? You got to be kidding me.

I started looking through the driving mirror. He was looking at me. Shit. Every time he looked at me I felt weak and strong. I crossed my legs because I felt an arousal between it. I watched his hand get tighter on the rudder. I knew he had watched me crossing my legs that then I began bitting my lips. Then he touched his jawline with his hand in a slow movement.

"What's your name?," I said with curiosity.

"Matteo Giordano."

Matteo. It suited him that name. He stayed quiet. Why didn't he asked for my name?. Maybe I didn't interest him at all. Maybe he just likes the one night stand. Why the hell am I thinking that?.

I looked again outside and a bar was near. It could be safer. Matteo couldn't know where I lived. He was a stranger. A stranger!

"You can leave me right in this bar. I can walk for myself."

He stopped the car in front of the bar and later parked it. What was I supposed to say now?.

"Thank you," I said nervously. I got out of the car and I saw him do the same. I stood watching him. He started walking towards me and he kept his eyes into mine. His eyes looked at me with hunger and desire. We kept looking at each other as he walked, until he was standing in front of me. We were so close. My breathing was quicker and I let breath go through my mouth. I pushed both of my legs together, as I felt another arousal below there.

"Lets get a drink," he said looking into my eyes with a deep voice.

We both stayed in silence, still looking into each others eyes. No. No. No, that is a bad idea. Don't risk this time. I wanted this but I went against it.

"Buona notte, Matteo Giordano," I said firmly and continued walking.

I turned different times until I made sure I completely lost him.

When I arrived home, Sophie was already asleep. I changed clothes and I laid in bed. I stared at the ceiling as I continued thinking of Matteo. I slept with a smile on my face.

This was The night we met.