First Sight

Chapter 3

I was so nervous getting ready for our "date." I mean I guess you can call it that but I don't know what it is. I had to redo my eyeliner ten times because my hand was shaking so bad. No guy has ever had this much of an impact on me, I was never one of those girls who always had to have a boyfriend or was into the lovey dovey shit but he was different. And in a way i didn't mind it at all. I heard the doorbell ring and practically ran down the stairs. I readied myself before opening the door and practically fainted when I saw him before me. He looked amazing. With his blue eyes and SUIT! Oh my gosh, I was in the worst clothes ever and then there's this god standing before me.

"Wow you look amazing."

"Why thank you Melanie. Are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Um yeah. Can you just wait like two minutes I have to go upstairs and do something real quick."

"Yeah sure I'll be right here waiting for you." He said.

I went upstairs and changed into and elegant dress and a nice pair of heels and went back downstairs.

"Hey you changed? Why? You looked gorgeous in what you were wearing before?"

"You're joking right? I looked like crap compared to what you look like." I said.

"Baby you could be in a garbage bag and still look beautiful. I don't want you to have to feel like you have to change or be different for me." My face must have been turning bright red because i felt my face burning up and i was smiling like an idiot. This man really is amazing.

"Thank you so much, that means a lot to me." I said.

"Of course," He took my hand and led me outside the door and pulled me against him, "Now are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Then lets go." He pulled me to his car and i couldn't believe that he drove a BMW, he was rich. I was never into guys with money or anything like that and i hoped he didn't think I was like that.

James walked me to the passenger side and opened up the door for me. What a gentleman.

"Get in Ms. Carter." He said as he stood there looking handsome. I got in the car and he closed the door after i was buckled and set. I just stared at him as he walked around the car to the drivers side and i was getting really nervous now. I felt my hands starting to sweat and my knees start to tremble. He got into the car and buckled and we were off.

I watched him as he drove and watched his movements. The way his hands gripped the steering wheel was so hot. I felt weird staring at him so I looked at the road ahead of me and just imagined his face in my head. From the corner of my eye i saw his one hand come off the steering wheel and moved toward me. He put his hand on the exposed skin of my leg and began rubbing that section with his very masculine hands. I hated to admit it but it felt so good. I looked up at him and caught him staring at me.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He said as he pulled his hand away. I grabbed his hand and pulled it back where it was.

"No its okay. I actually kind of liked it." I said feeling embarrassed.

"Oh did you now?"

"Yes I did. " I said in a teasing manner.

"Are you teasing me Melanie?" He asked.

"No, what are you talking about?" Damn he was on to me.

"Ok nothing never mind. We have a reservation and my hand being on your leg is very distracting and I'm sure you don't want to be in a car accident tonight right?"

"Oh right. Sorry." He put his hand back onto the wheel and I felt do sad and deprived.

About ten minutes later we arrived at the restaurant. We arrived right on time for our reservation and i was actually pretty hungry considering I did not really eat today.

"Are you hungry Mel?" He asked.

"Yeah a little bit." I lied, I didn't want to seem like a fat pig. The waiter brought us to our table in a closed off, VIP section. My breathing started to pick up when I realized that we had our own section to ourselves, with no one around, to eat dinner.

"Please sit Melanie." He said pointing to my seat by the nicely decorated table.

"Can I get you something to drink? Our special tonight is the cranberry cocktail." The waiter said.

"I would like a red wine please."

"Make that two. Actually could you bring us two glasses, an ice bucket, and a whole bottle of red wine." Was he trying to get me drunk?

"Right away sir."

"Thank you." He said politely.

"So Ms. Carter, how was your night last night." I could tell he was nervous too based on the way he talked and how he was trying to make small talk.

"It was pretty good until I was awoken by the ring of my telephone at three in the morning."

"We'll I'm sorry. I couldn't handle the fact I may not have ever been able to see you again. You have no idea how much it means to me that I am here with you tonight." He said.

"Thank you, I'm really glad I'm here too. Also that you called, even though it was three in the morning." I said. We saw the waiter coming with our wine and I was so happy to be able to drink something that would give me a little more courage than I DIDN'T have.

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Ten glasses of wine later and a full stomach it was time for us to leave. I could barely walk, I knew I should have stopped drinking at my second glass.

"Hey, hey Melanie are you okay? I think you had too much to drink. Can you even walk?" He asked.

"Hmmm not ssssure. Lets find outt." I said slurring my words like crazy. I got up and took about five steps before I fell on the ground.

"Mel are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?" I just laughed and laughed. Before I knew it we was picking me up bridal style and we left the restaurant.