To Find You

9

As I settled into the car, I found myself lost in his scent as his cologne filled the air and wrapped around me. It was intoxicating to say the least. I found myself taking a deep breath, closing my eyes and relaxing against the headrest, silently thanking God that Nicolas couldn't see me yet.

Hearing him open the door, I snapped my eyes open and tried to look as innocent as possible - he didn't need to know that his mere scent could incapacitate me like that. 

He settled in and as he fiddled around with his seatbelt I piped up, "so you're really not going to tell me where we're going, huh" with an eyebrow slightly raised.

"Well, that's the plan love" he beams at me while putting the car into drive and pulling out onto the main road.

Now I love a good sulk but hearing him call me 'love' in that accent of his? My hormones are in overdrive. I'm probably already pregnant. LOOK what you've done Nicolas!

"Fineeee" I sigh out, exaggeratedly rolling my eyes and huffing out a sigh. All this does is widen his smile and spark a mischievous glint in his eye.

I know that look.

He's planning something again and at this point, I don't know if I'll survive it.

"Nicolas?"

"Hmm?" A smile still playing at his lips while one hand comes up to pinch his lower lip a little.

"What are you plotting ?"

"Plotting?" he glanced at me with an incredulous expression on his face before turning his attention back to the road. Releasing his lip he replies "Nothing at all love. I'm just thinking about how all the guys at the office must absolutely hate my guts right now." His eyes slid over my face with an amused glint.

"For what?" My face all scrunched up in confusion.

"Because I got lucky enough to take the most amazing woman out to dinner" he softly spoke. Lightening up, he started again "They're boiling. Trust me." throwing in a wink.

Now there's the cheeky bastard I know.

Needless to say, I was rendered speechless by his declarations and blushing from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

He paused as we got to a red light and took my left hand in his, tilting his head a little "another thing, love - roll your eyes at me like that again, wait and see what happens" raising my hand to his lips and pressing a kiss into my palm.

UM, EXCUSE ME? I haven't even finished processing the first statement and he hits me with THAT?!

Haha, I'm in danger.

He places my hand back into my lap, sending me a quick wink as the lights turn green and we start moving again. I stare at him with wide eyes while he just seems satisfied with my reaction and the fact that he so easily and frequently renders me speechless.

After a couple moments of pregnant silence, he makes a joke and we lapse back into easy conversation as we slowly make our way to the restaurant.

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On getting to the restaurant, Nicolas comes round to my side and helps me out of the low car. He then hands the keys over to the valet who tips his hat at us, wishing us a lovely evening.

His hand finds its way from my hand to my waist and he pulls me into his side as he guides us over to the reception.

I'm once again engulfed by his scent and warmed by his body against mine. It's a delicious feeling - that feeling of being safe, protected, like nothing could touch you. He delivers it so perfectly, it makes me begin to question the intentions of this outing.