Kiss Me Goodbye

Chapter 16

As soon as I came into the living room where Roberta had left our guest I was hit by the stinging odor of his aftershave. If I didn't know any better I would have thought this extra effort he was making to impress me was because he liked me. But since I knew better I expected his reactions, like the very, very fake smile he gave me when I entered the room and caught him ogling my father's office.

Anyway, when the full force of the despicable smell hit me when I finally came to stand in front of him I knew I lost some of the color I had after laughing so hard with Dean. I was about to vomit on his black Italian shoes. Yeah, hilarious, a Spaniard wearing Italian, just one of the sick jokes that life played sometimes.

I was still smiling broadly due of course to my earlier conversation and nothing with this creepy, vomit-worthy man. He wasn't ugly in fact. He was tall. He was really handsome like most of the creeps of the word, broad shoulders and everything. Even his smile was perfect.

But after Dean... No one can ever compare, no one would come to scratch, at least not in my eyes. And he was the whole package to boot. Dean... He's even more beautiful on the inside than he is on the outside if that was even possible.

I'm going off track again. So when I entered the room wearing that big fake smile of mine Matt sort of assumed – as was expected – that it was all for him and he actually came forward I think to kiss me, if I was correctly reading his eyes (and I always read his eyes to perfection).

To prevent the suffering and mouth washing and probably fire setting that might have ensued after a kiss with Matt I sort of prevented such a misfortunate accident and jumped at him to give him a hug.

Hugging him was more tolerable that touching his lips to mine. And I still felt dirty the rest of the evening as I still do now sitting on my bed with Dean crouching in front of me asking me for the reason for my – accurately speaking – foul mood. As if I needed any other reason to be upset than the mere touch of Matt or breathing the same air as him, but he gave me so many other reasons to be upset... oh so many!

He was surprised by my hug and settled for it. As I drew back and he looked into my eyes trying to read what was going on in my mind I said the only thing that came into my head to distract him.

"You're early." What a stupid thing to say. I might have said just leave me the hell alone. So smooth Christy, so smooth. I berated myself and decided to smile it off. And stupidly it worked. Holy sh... It worked.

"I couldn't wait any longer to see you again." He said with that smug one sided smile of his that was meant to melt me as it would undoubtedly have many other girls. But I was immune I had taken the Dean vaccine and nothing and no one could touch my heart after him and that thought scared the hell out of me, because he wasn't mine yet and I didn't know if he will ever be.

I just smiled at Matt's reply relieved that he had thought me impressed and I took his arm leading him to the door. I wanted to be out and done with this evening as fast as possible. So the faster we got out of the house the sooner I'll be in it again. I liked that equation and decided to use it as my mantra all evening long to remind myself how quickly I'll be done.

He took me to his car, and his trusty driver/ whatever wasn't there, so he opened the door for me like the gentleman he was pretending to be. I scurried in quickly holding the dress tightly to my thighs so that Matt wouldn't get a glimpse of anything.

Although I truly forgave Dean for what he had said – I mean who can stay mad at someone like Dean – but what he said hurt and I wanted to prove him wrong. I chose the darkest dress, the longest dress – oh for god's sake it fell under the knees – and the simplest. I didn't even wear makeup or jewelry.