I spent two hours getting ready for this. My hair is done, makeup is on point, and after staring at my closet for more than I am willing to admit I finally chose a black dress that hugs my body where it matters. Mainly my boobs and butt.
Don't judge me, he is a hot guy, and it's been a while.
Swaying my hips as I stroll inside the bar, I observe my surroundings. A chose the place to meet, and I must say I like it. Soft music is playing, jazz, as far as I know, the dark ambiance of the room only being enlightened by the dim red lights over the tables. It's when I am wondering where he could be that I spot a man standing at the bar.
His tanned skin glowing, he takes the glass to his perfect lips, taking a sip from his drink. His bright cherry hair would be the main focus if I weren't looking a little lower. I knew A was beautiful, but the man's ass is something out of this world. Taking a deep breath I start walking towards him.
"Hi," I say, standing next to him.
A puts the glass down and widens his eyes at me. Someone wasn't paying attention to when I walked inside the room, damn it, I was walking so smoothly.
"Hi," he replies, taking my hand in his. "Thank you so much for meeting me."
A guides me to the table he had reserved beforehand. I had already understood this place was expensive, and way out of my reach. The drinks menu is crazy, and as I am observing it, I know I may have reacted because I hear someone chuckling.
"Please order whatever you want, it's on me."
"I can't let you pay."
"I insist," he says, putting the menu down. "It was my idea to ask you to come here. Therefore I am the one paying."
A small smile crawls to my lips. Every time his eyes meet mine, I could swear I am melting. Either that or my soul is burning from all the dirty thoughts I'm having.
It's been too long.
I've seen him talking on camera but having him in front of me, speaking with his deep smooth voice is a completely different thing.
"By the way, why did you want to meet me?"
A smirks at my question, the waiter comes, stopping him from replying but the man locks his eyes on me, and they stay there as he orders, and I can't help but wonder if he is trying to intimidate me. As soon as the waiter leaves, he leans forward on the table.
"I thought it would be a good idea to get to know the girl everyone keeps telling me about. You are very popular, Nova."
"Nicole," I correct him.
The snicker he gives me leaning back on the chair almost whips me out of my seat.
"Nicole, I like it. Suits you. My name is Alexander."
His eyes drop, traveling across my face until they linger on my neck for a bit before they locking on mine again. Even his name is beautiful. Crap. Okay, I definitely have a crush on him.
"So, concluding, I wanted to meet because I was intrigued by you."
Alexander's eyes observe my every move. I am sure that if my mouth turns up into a smile, he will react, he is studying me, trying to see what he can say or do to get something out of me.
Either he has something he wants to say, or he wants me to confess something, and unless it is that I sometimes watch him at night, I am not sure if I should admit more than that.
"Okay, let's go with that."
He raises an eyebrow before taking his drink to his lips once more.
"Is it bad that I am curious with you?"
"No, but usually when a man uses the word intrigued with me, he is waiting to see if he can get some."
He almost chokes on his drink, and I smirk at him, happy to see that I can affect him as well.
"You are not afraid to say what you think, are you? "
"Why should I? If men can approach me and talk about sex as they want, why shouldn't I be able to do the same?"
"True," he says, tilting his head. "That's why you intrigue me."
I raise my eyebrows at him, waiting for something more, something that helps me understand what he just said.
"See, I am used to people being very straightforward with me, but you are different. You say what you want Nicole, you also do that on camera, and that is something hard to find these days."
"I will take that as a compliment."
"As you should," he speaks, putting his glass down. "Which brings me to the main reason why we are here."
There it is, I knew something was fishy. Is he going to say he wants us to bang and be done right? I mean, it's not like I will say no, but if that's it I am going to be very disappointed. Because if he does, it means that Alexander is just like every other guy.
"I want to do a collab."
I press my lips against each other and frown at him. His eyes pierce mine waiting, and for the first time tonight, I am having trouble getting the words out of my mouth.
He nods, resting against his chair I see he crosses one leg over the other, a satisfying grin appearing on his beautiful face, happy to see me struggling for the first time since we met.
No, he is not used to having women telling him what they think.
"No one has ever done one. it will be interesting," he says, playing with his glass.
"What kind of collab."
"Well, it would be one of my things. I was thinking ASMR as you are good at it as well, but something like sounds? Either that or visual, people seem to be into that."
"Your channel, I suppose?"
He nods, straightening in his seat.
"Yes, we will have some rules to guide us," Alexander waits for me to speak, but when I don't he continues. "If everything goes well maybe, we can do another one on your channel. It will help you too, you know?"
Oh I know, he has two million people watching him. I'm sure that if even five come to my channel, I am lucky. His proposal's enticing, but I've seen the comments on his videos. Some of the women over there are way worse than me. I usually keep the dirty thoughts to myself, or else I would tell Alexander how much I want him to lay me on this table and-
"So what do you say?"
"Let's do it."
His face lights up into the most charming smile and I pray to dear God to send help, because I don't know if I can survive this.