One Time Thing

Chapter Four

Tessa

As much as I enjoyed having sex in the shower, I'm getting cold, and I think he notices when he cradles me like a little baby, softly carrying me to the bed and placing me in the center. He hands me my lace panties and a white shirt, his white shirt. I put it over my head and my lungs fill with the scent of his cologne. I see him stare at my nipples through the shirt and I giggle. He puts on grey boxers and we get into bed together.

"What are we?" I ask. I'm nervous because I know I have feelings for him, I can feel them, but I don't know if I'm just a one night stand thing to him.

"I don't know, to be honest. I have feelings for you and I want to get to know you and spend time with you but I don't know if you feel the same way," He replies.

"I feel the exact same way," I say and rest my head on his chest. I'm so glad he feels the same way and I'm not stressed about getting home because I live next door now. I fall asleep in his warm embrace and I wake up with the sound of his voice, screaming.

I'm startled but I get up and get on top of him, both of my legs spread out beside him and my hands on his chest.

"Scott. Scott. Scott! Wake up," When he doesn't reply I do the only other thing I can. I lean down to kiss him and it works. He wakes up and he calms down when he sees me.

"Are- are you alright?" I ask. What just happened?

"Yeah, I'm fine don't worry," He says.

"Did you have a nightmare?" I ask.

"Yeah," He replies.

"What was it about?" I ask.

Scott

Should I tell her? I don't want her to leave me if she finds out the truth, but if we're getting to know each other then it's only best to tell her.

"When I was little, my dad was a drunk. He would go to clubs and then come back home wasted. My mom used to look horrified but she then got used to it since it happened so often. We never knew what happened at the club because we never entered but one night three men showed up at our house and told us that my dad owed them money. We told them he wasn't there but they still wanted the money. It was a big amount like I'm talking thousands. My mother said she could transfer the money because she didn't have it in cash and they threatened to take me if she didn't. Ever since that day, I've had nightmares about being kidnapped but I thought they would stop, but they didn't," I say.

"Oh my god Scott I'm so sorry, I didn't know," She says. I don't want her to feel bad for me because it's not her fault.

"Don't worry Tessa it's fine, really. Can you just, stay over more? It's just I feel better when you're around," I say and it's the truth.

"Of course," She says and lowers her chest onto mine. She lifts her head and places a soft peck on my lips. God this woman is perfect.

The next morning I wake up with the smell of blueberries and maple syrup, pancakes. I get out of bed and head over to the kitchen where I find Tessa putting pancakes on a plate.

"Good morning, what's all this for?" I ask, placing my hands on her ass and kissing her neck. My voice is still raspy from my sleep and she giggles.

"No reason, I just haven't had pancakes in a while and I wanted to make some for us if that's alright," She says.

"Thank you and it's more than alright," I say. I place the toppings on the table along with small forks and knives. A few minutes later she comes back with the plates filled with fluffy pancakes and a face filled with joy. We both take a bite and the sweet taste of maple syrup and blueberries fills my mouth.

"Let me take you out today," I say, "We can go out to a nice dinner later," I say and she smiles.

"I'd love that," She says, filling her mouth with a blueberry.

We spend the rest of the day watching movies and cuddling on the sofa admiring the view. I enjoy spending time with her, it calms me a lot.

Tessa

"What time are we going to leave for dinner?" I ask. I want to look really nice and I need some time to get ready.

"We can leave at seven, it's only six," He replies.

"Okay. I'm going over to my apartment to get ready and don't go there because I want it to be a surprise okay?"

"Yes ma'am," He replies. I get up from under the blanket we're staring and head out the door. I get into my apartment and I take a shower. What am I going to wear? I have a couple of options. I have a silk rose-colored dress that dips at my breasts or I have a navy blue super-bodycon cotton dress. I think I'll go with the silk one, just because it's fancier. I get out of the shower and slip into the soft dress. It hugs my curves perfectly and I decide to wear mascara. I also curl my hair, trying something different. I choose my black lace-up heels and my small Louis Vuitton purse and go across the hall at 6:55.

When he opens the door his jaw drops.

"You- you look, gorgeous. Wow," He says.

"You look oddly handsome," I say, looking at his dress pants and shirt. He grabs his car keys and we leave the apartment building and get into his car. The drive is short and we pull up to the restaurant right on time. We leave the car and we're seated at a table for two in the center of the room. I look at Scott and he looks around us and his eyes narrow when he sees someone. Who is he looking at?

"Who are you looking at? Who is that?" I ask, looking at the man he's staring at.

"That's my dad."