My heart flutters like a hundred butterflies in my chest.
"Adrian!" I gasp with a mix of excitement and confusion. He's the last person I expected to show up to see me, but the first person I could dream of being here with me. He quickly walks to me and grabs my hand, holding it in his, sending chills down my spine. I forget the pain in this very moment.
"Jenna called Blank Canvas and asked for me. I was making a delivery, so the manager called my cell and gave me the message to call back right away. I called her and she was frantic, telling me you were just in a car accident and were headed to the hospital. She said she had to lock up and then she would be heading here. I told her I'd be here as soon as I got back to the city, I was about two hours out making a delivery to a customer that lives in a secluded area outside of Dallas. Then I got a call when I was headed here; she said her battery wouldn't start and there was nobody to give her a jump, so she was going to take a cab but she locked her purse in the car and had no cash to pay for the fare. I got here as soon as I could. I'm so happy to see that you're all right, I was worried as hell!" He takes a breath of relief after his winded explanation.
I stand there looking into his eyes, still surprised by his entrance. I reach my hand over and put it on his, which is firmly holding my other hand, and stroke the top of it. I look up at him with tears forming in my eyes. "You were worried about me?" I ask.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
"You barely know anything about me, Adrian. I have friends that have known me for years and not one of them are here or have even bothered to call. I just didn't expect you to care enough to actually show up to see me." I tell him, pouring my heart out. "And what made Jenna call you of all people?"
"Do you not want me here?" He asks with a sad look on his face.
"No, it's not that. I'm just very shocked, and confused, and surprised. I'm happy you're here. I just didn't expect it, to be honest." I reassure him.
"That makes me happy that you're happy to see me." He grins. God, he's so beautiful. I must be dreaming right now. There is no way this gorgeous man is worried about me and here for me when nobody else is. His smile makes me weak, I just want to taste those lips.
"Hey, you okay?" He asks.
'Yeah, just fantasizing about you as we speak', I think to myself.
"I'm good." I smile. "Better now that you're here."
"Awe . . . smooth." He laughs.
I recall saying he was smooth when we first met. I grin at him, "Touche." I say.
What a flirt. I like it.
"Sit down." He tells me. "Relax." I do just that.
He sits in the over-sized, beige colored chair that's next to the bed. I scoot back to get comfortable and he reaches over to fix the pillows behind me. What a gentleman. What's the catch? I mean, this man is damn near perfect, there has to be a catch. All men have a catch to them. I silently chuckle to myself while truly hoping there are no catches. I want this to be real.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner." He says. "I couldn't believe it when Jenna told me, my mind was scattered after hearing the news. I just wanted to leave the delivery and get here."
"It's okay, I understand. I wouldn't expect you to just jump like that for me." I tell him with sincerity.
"Veronica, you probably think I'm crazy for caring so much and not knowing you very well. I hope you don't view me as a creep or something. Just, I don't know actually, I don't have a reason besides the fact that I felt some sort of pull to you when we met. I'd like to get to know you more."
"I'd like that too." I reply. "And no, I don't think you're crazy . . . or a creep. I think it's rather sweet of you to be so caring."
He smiles that delicious smile. "Then you go and try to die on me." He jokingly says and subtly laughs. "Was this your way of trying to escape Saturday? You know, you could have just said you couldn't make it or something. I would've respected your decline." His smile grows wider and he throws in a playful wink.
"Oh no, I feel horrible, I forgot all about Saturday. I'm so sorry. Believe me, I want to go, that's why I accepted in the first place. I had no intentions of using such extreme measures to get out of it. Hell, I wouldn't turn it down in any type of way. How am I supposed to go now? That's tomorrow." I say, upset that I'll have to miss out.
"We can still go if they release you in time. I'll make sure you're comfortable while you're there. That's if you still want to go." He says with the look of hope that I'll agree.
"I'm not sure they will let me out of here before then, but I'd love to attend. Fresh out of the hospital." I smile at him.
"I'll make sure they do and I'll take care of you. I'll be your doctor." He grins.
"Hey, I'll take that." I wink.
Our flirting is pretty consistent. Maybe I was wrong about him not being into me. He seems like he has a real attraction for me. His concern for me is extremely warming. I felt so alone and he came to my rescue. It doesn't get any better and I couldn't ask for more. He doesn't even have to talk, his presence alone is the best gift I can imagine. Though I do enjoy him talking, his voice is soothing and makes me damn near drool when I hear it. Keep talking.
"How did all this happen anyway?" He asks.
"As I was rushing to get to the gallery in time to meet with an important client of mine, I was speeding and wasn't able to stop at the red light. Needless to say, the car coming through the green light on their end was also speeding and couldn't stop before violently crashing into the side of my car. You won't believe who the driver was."
"My client, the one I was in a hurry to meet with."
"Seriously? What a hell of a coincidence that is. Is he all right?"
"I know right, it's crazy. Yeah, he's good. He's actually the doctor that has taken care of me today. He called the ambulance right after the accident and followed us here. He feels so guilty, I feel bad about that to be honest." I look down at my hands, and notice the nurse button still lying at the foot of the bed, then I remember how thirsty I am.
I look back at Adrian. "The nurse never brought my water in . . . I hate talking on this speaker thing, would you mind stepping out to see if there's a nurse available?" My phone starts ringing. I scramble to get it from under the sheet where I left it when Adrian walked in. I turn the phone over to reveal the number, "It's my mother, I have to take this, excuse me just a few minutes." I give him a serious smile.
"No problem, I'll go get that water for you. I know you're probably thirsty as hell by now." He stands up from the chair to proceed out to the hall.
I slide the phone symbol to 'Answer'. "Mom?"
"Veronica, honey. Oh my god, are you okay sweetie?" My mom's voice is frantic on the other end.
"I'm all right mom, just rattled up, that's all." I tell her, trying to not have her worry too much about me.
"Oh Veronica, I was scared to death that you were gone. I couldn't find out anything. I tried getting through to everyone once Jenna called to let me know what happened. You've always been a tough one, are you sure you're all right? You're not just telling me that to keep me calm, are you? Veronica, if something serious is wrong I'll take the first flight out to be there with you. You know I won't leave you alone like that." She carries on.
"Mom." I interrupt. I know her heart is in the right place but this is why I never let her know too much, she gets panicky. "I promise, I'm fine, just a few scrapes and bruises. Nothing serious." Which is really the truth, I came out of this horrible accident without as much damage as I could have accumulated. Dad's car, on the other hand, may be trashed.
"Well I worry about you, sweetie. I'm so far away and there's no telling what could be going on that you won't let me know of. Maybe I made a mistake moving over here." She sounds like she's on the verge of tears.
"No, ma, don't say that. You made the right decision, never regret it. I would've never expected you to put your dreams on hold for me. I mean, I've been able to live out my passions in life, you deserve that chance as well."
"Maybe I wouldn't have to be so concerned if you'd take time away from work and find yourself a nice man. That's what you need Veronica, a man." She says, sure of herself.
"Ma, let me stop you before you carry on . . . I got asked out by a man this week, I'm supposed to go with him tomorrow night. I just hope they will release me from the hospital so I can make it." I tell her, in hopes she'll get off my case.
There's not even a moment to breathe before she chimes in, "Oh, that's so wonderful honey. I'm very happy for you. Hopefully things will blossom with this one and turn into something special."
"Well let's not get ahead of ourselves now ma, it's the first date . . . if we're even calling it that . . . we haven't had much time to get to know one another yet. So we'll see."
"Whatever you say sweetie, as long as you're happy and he's good to you. That's what makes me happy, to know you're all right. It's been so long since our last time speaking, I hate that it took an accident for you to have time to talk with your mother."
"Oh, come on ma, don't start. It's not like that." There's a knock on the door. It's Adrian
"Okay to come in?" He asks through the cracked door.
I holler to him, "Yes, it's fine."
"Ma I have to go, but I love you and I'm glad that you called to check on me. I promise I'll call you more often. I'll even let you know how things go tomorrow." I say quietly enough so that Adrian doesn't hear me.
"Okay honey, you take care of yourself and you better call me soon. Love you sweetie." She says and I reply, "I promise, love you too." We both hang up and I look over at Adrian, who has a tall white foam cup in one hand and a white piece of paper in the other.
"Here's your water." He hands me the cup. I smile while reaching out to take the cup, touching his hand in the process
"Thank you so much, I feel like I haven't drank anything in weeks."
He steps closer to the bed and sits down on the edge. "You're welcome, the nurses are slammed out there, and she apologizes for not already getting it to you.”
I look down at the paper in his hand, "Did you get her number while you were at it?" I ask, jokingly. He doesn't look impressed by the jealous-type statement.
"I wouldn't come to see a woman I barely know, to make sure she's alive and in good condition to still join me Saturday, if I was just going to get another lady's number." He grins that sexy smile of his, licking his lip while slightly biting it, "This right here, this is your release form, they are going to let you go tonight if you're ready."
"Wow. Really? I'm surprised they would let me go so soon."
He grins again, "Well, I have my ways." He grins even wider, "I told you I'd make sure you were able to make it tomorrow. Besides, they said everything is good with you besides a little pain, and I told them I would make sure you're well taken care of and comfortable." He winks.
Damn, it's like that? He has his ways, huh? He can have his way with me . . . as soon as my back doesn't feel like I was slammed in a wrestling match, that is. He sure does know how to make a lady feel special.
"Thank you for that, I really do appreciate it. I couldn't imagine staying overnight in this creepy, empty, cold ass room." I lightly laugh. "It's really sweet of you to do all of this for me, too. I don't know any other man that would bother or care enough. What are you trying to prove, Adrian?" I joke with him.
"Nothing, really, I just feel something in my gut telling me that you're not the type of woman to just write off and look past. You're the type of woman to pay close attention to, figure out, learn, and appreciate in every way possible. You're not just any woman, you're the one every man looks for but few ever find." He leans a little closer, "Don't get me twisted, I'm not trying to come off like I'm sprung or in love, Ms. Thorne, just letting you know that you're worth it."
I smile big, "That's adorable. I know you're not in love." I wink back at him from his previous wink.
He hands me the paper. "Whenever you feel ready, just sign at the bottom and I'll call the nurse in to get you checked out so we can get out of here."
I take the paper from his hand. "I'm ready, very ready to get out of this place." I chuckle.
"Good." He says. "I've got somewhere I'd like to take you this evening."
"I thought you already had a surprise for me tomorrow, are you trying to spoil me?" I smile at him. Not that I'm arguing.
He gives me an intense look, "With what you've been through today, you need something to make you feel alive again. Then you can rest up so you'll be ready for tomorrow."
"I'm game, Mr. Montez." I perk my lips and raise an eyebrow.
He laughs, "That sounds like a deal then, Ms. Thorne."
"Ms. Thorne makes me sound old." I frown.
"Hey, you called me Mr. Montez, it's just a formality in return to your indication."
"It sounds hot with your name, though." I smile and he blushes.
"Sign the paper, beautiful."
Even in this condition, he makes me wet with the simplest words and looks from him. That's power. Power over my pussy. I smile from my thoughts, grab the pen he hands me and sign the release form. He presses the nurse call button to have them come in and check my vitals before leaving. I get up from the bed and head to the closet to gather my shoes. There's a knock on the door and someone enters.
"Veronica?" Doctor Clayton questions as I'm behind the door at the closet, he only sees Adrian standing beside the bed.
"Yes, doc." I reply.
"Oh, hey, I thought maybe you escaped already." He chuckles. "I just wanted to make sure you're positive that you feel secure about leaving today. I don't want you to have any trouble with anything. I know you're in good health for the most part, but still a bit banged up."
"No, I'm fine, really. I appreciate your concern. I also want to personally thank you for being there to help. I know it had to have been difficult to be a part of it and still be in your right mind to handle the situation properly. If it weren't for you, this could have been worse." I tell him.
"Well, Veronica, if it weren't for me then the accident wouldn't have happened at all." He says with shame written all over his face.
"No, Mr. Clayton, things happen in life that we can't control. Please don't feel bad about the accident. I'm just glad it was someone like you rather than some jerk that could have left me there for dead." I express with a gracious smile.
He returns the smile, "Thank you for your kindness, and if there is ever anything you need . . . please – please don't hesitate to let me know." He reaches into his pocket, pulls out his card and hands it to me. "My cell is on there, you can reach me through that number any time you need me." I get the feeling that he'll never live this down, he's taking it pretty hard on himself.
I take the card and give him a little smile. "Thanks, Mr. Clayton. If you still want to meet sometime to go over the project you wanted, we can set that up. You can call Jenna at the gallery to request an open time. I owe you the project."
"You owe me nothing. I'll call to get together soon." He nods at Adrian and smiles at me before stepping out.
I turn to look at Adrian, who has a look on his face that says it all. He shakes his head, "Man thinks he can slide in and get close because of all this, it's not happening."
I open my mouth wide, "Ugh, now look who's on the jealous tip." I grin.
"No, not jealous, I can just see through that bullshit he tried pulling with you. He's not slick." He chuckles, but I know he's serious.
Another knock on the door and the nurse wheels in the machine to take my vitals. "You sure you don't want to have a luxurious stay at our grand hospital tonight?" She smiles.
"No, thank you for your kind offer though." I smile back and hand her the signed release form.
"I don't blame you." She winks and takes out the blood pressure cuff. "Just going to check you out then you are free to go, Ms. Thorne."
After a process of what felt like she checked every organ in my body, she finishes up and marks down all of the stats. "Everything looks good, I'll let the doctor know and we'll call to check up with you on Monday. It's best to see your normal practitioner in about a week, just to be sure everything is still well with you after you've had some healing time."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome." She grabs the machine on wheels and heads out of the room.
Adrian anxiously looks at me. "Let's get out of here." He smiles.
I throw my heels on, grab my things, and we walk out of the door.
As we walk out of the hospital, the cool evening air brushes my face. I feel flush but I blame that on the extremely hot man walking beside me. I couldn't be happier to get out of this place. I still don't know how he did it, getting me out so soon, but I sure am glad he did. No matter what he has in store for tonight, I wouldn't want to have it any other way. This is a perfect way to leave such a disaster of a day.
I glance over at Adrian, his expression says it all. He takes my hand and leads me over to his car, parked only a few spots away from the entrance doors. His car is gorgeous, a shiny Chrysler 300, all black with tinted windows. He steps in front of me to open the passenger door and motions for me to have a seat inside. Such a gentleman, and I thought chivalry was dead. A younger man to have manners like his, he must have been raised right, go mom! I give him a sweet smile and climb inside of the car. He jogs to the other side, opens the driver's door, and steps in. As he adjusts himself in the seat and grabs his key to start the engine, I grab his hand.
"Adrian, I don't know where we're going, but please don't turn out to be some psycho that's going to end up throwing me into a river somewhere." I look at him seriously. He looks at me, shocked and mouth opening to say whatever just came to mind with my statement. I bust out laughing. "I'm kidding, I just wanted to see your reaction, and it let me know your intentions." I laugh again. "No, I'm totally joking. You should have seen your face though." I can't stop laughing.
He joins in the laughter, "Damn, girl, I thought you were serious . . . I was about to tell you that it hurt that you would think of me that way. I didn't know what to think." His laughter turns into sincerity. "I hope you really trust me, Veronica, I would never do anything to hurt you."
"I know." I say. I don't know how I know, but I do. It just feels right. If it didn't, I wouldn't be in this car right now. I do watch movies, when I find the time, and I've seen some pretty dumb bitches. 'Get out of the car, bitch!' I'd be screaming at myself if I was watching this moment as a movie and knew something wasn't right. I chuckle to myself.
"Good." He winks. He has to stop that shit. I want to rip his clothes off and fuck the fuck right out of him, here and now. Wink one more time, I silently warn.
He puts in the key and starts the car, we back out of the parking spot and drive through the parking lot towards the road. It's getting dark now, I've spent most of the day at that damn hospital. I'm just thankful it's over, and quickly at that. I could have spent the night there, but Adrian came to my rescue like a hero. I couldn't be happier right now. I think my smile is painted on my face, but I can't help it.
We pull out onto the main road, and start heading down the street to the red light. Adrian keeps looking at me, I can see him in the corner of my eye. I begin to blush and my permanent smile grows even bigger.
"I'm glad that you decided to come with me tonight. I didn't want you to have to stay at that hospital alone. I know I wouldn't have wanted to if it was me. Plus, I have something special for you." He turns to me and smiles, followed by another damn sexy wink.
I'm literally about to lose it. I come quite close to tearing off his clothes and having my way with him, but I can't get myself to do it, I don't want him to think that I'm the one who's a psycho.
"I'm glad too." I smile at him with my everlasting smile. "A horrible car accident and a surprise all in one day. This has to be the most eventful time I've ever had. I'm so used to just working day in and day out. A huge switch up for me." I confess.
"Well fate has a way of making things happen for whatever reasons. Sometimes it's a real fucked up way of making it happen, but the good outcome is all that matters." He assures me.
"Yeah, in some really fucked up ways." I chuckle.
He turns down the main street, leading to downtown Dallas. The lights of the city are on and starting to shine as the sun diminishes from the sky. It's so beautiful. I grew up in the city and have always appreciated the beauty of it.
"Close your eyes." I look at him, he's serious. I turn my head back facing forward and close my eyes, my smile still planted on my face. I can feel the car slowing down, turning to the right, and coming to a stop. I hear him grab onto the keys and the car turns off. The sounds of him removing his seat belt and opening the door come next. I want to peek so badly. It's kind of freaky and not in the freaky way I want it to be. I get goosebumps on my arms and the hairs on the back of my neck begin to rise when I hear something beside me.
"Can I open my eyes?" I loudly ask. My door opens and my arm almost falls out. I jump, startled.
"Open them." He whispers close to my ear. The goosebumps spread all over my body. My senses are on fire. He's so close that I can smell the light scent of his cologne. I slowly open my eyes, nervous of what I'm about to see. I get my eyes fully open, let them adjust for a second, and look up at what is in front of me. I smile and look at Adrian.
"Is this Darius Cordell's?" I ask him, excited inside.
Darius Cordell is a high-end dress designer shop in the heart of Dallas, specializing in Couture. I know they make bridal dresses here as well, I hope he's not about to ask me to marry him. I chuckle to myself. Definitely not ready for that. He has been quick to jump into things thus far, so there's no telling.
He smiles, "Yes, it is. Would you like to step inside?"
"Of course!" I step out of the car, closing the door behind me. Adrian takes my hand and leads me to the front of the shop.
"Are you feeling alright?" He asks. "If you don't feel up to it, I can bring you home to rest."
"No, I'm good. Very curious why we're here though."
"You'll see in just a moment." He hints.
We walk inside the store and a beautiful, young lady comes to greet us.
"How are you all this evening? Can I help you with anything?" She asks.
Adrian nods at the lady who has long blonde hair, wire frame glasses, and is wearing a business ensemble.
"I'm here for the fitting of the evening dress that I came in to order last night for Ms. Thorne." He tells the blonde.
I quickly turn to look at Adrian, my eyebrows positioned in a way as to question him. The lady looks down at her clipboard and then back up at Adrian.
"Oh yes, we have that waiting in the back. Let me go get it for you, have a seat in the waiting area if you would like. I'll be right back." She informs him, never looking at me. Bitch, I'm standing right here. I look back at Adrian, who's turning his head away from her and towards me.
"You came in last night to order a dress to be made for me?" I ask him. "You just met me yesterday. You're not one to waste any time, are you?" I chuckle.
"I look at it like this, if I put you in the position to come out somewhere that requires a certain look, the least I can do is provide the dress for you to wear. Besides, I figured you'd enjoy something new for yourself. You're always working so hard, I'd be surprised if you take the time to go shopping." He says as he looks me up and down.
I feel somewhat offended, but so flattered from his gesture, that my emotions are a complete mess. To be sure I don't show the offended side, I force a smile and take a deep breath.
"Well, Adrian, I appreciate you thinking about me and making sure I have the proper attire."
He laughs. "It's not that you don't dress nicely, but all I've seen you in so far is your work clothes. I wasn't sure if your closet came equipped with a dress that'd be fitting for the venue. I don't mind treating you, regardless."
Before another word can be exchanged, the blonde comes back to the front of the store. In her hand is a zipped garment cover. My curiosity rises.
"Here we go." She says and hands it over to Adrian for him to hold as she unzips it to reveal what's inside.
My jaw drops open and I put my hands over my mouth. It's stunning. Red, blood red, with a rose outlined in black along the right side including a stem with leaves and thorns. The fabric is smooth, form fitting, mid-thigh length, ties around the neck like a halter top with a low neckline. The sexiest color and dress I've ever laid my eyes upon. The blonde walks behind the counter, Adrian continues to hold the dress up for me to see and steps closer to me. He removes the garment cover so I can look at the back.
"You like it?" He asks.
"This is gorgeous, Adrian, I love it!" I grab the sides and feel the softness all the way down to the bottom of the dress.
"I can't wait to see you in it." He winks. I think I may just go ahead and fuck him now. I mean, he is so asking for it.
"I can't wait to wear it!" I exclaim. I stop and think for a split second. "Wait a minute, how did you know what size to order it in?"
"I called the gallery last night and spoke with Jenna. She was kind enough to share your dress size with me after I explained why I needed to know."
Oh god, Jenna! I haven't heard from her at all since this morning.
"Excuse me for a moment while I make a call?" I motion towards the door.
"Sure, no problem." He says. "I'll take care of the bill while you use the phone and I'll meet you outside."
I step out into the cool, crisp air and slide my phone on. I got so wrapped up in the accident and Adrian, that I forgot to call and check on Jenna. I select her number and hit call. It rings about three times and goes to voice mail. This isn't like her, I hope everything is okay. I try calling again, straight to voice mail. Maybe I'll have Adrian drive me over to her house to see if she's there.
He walks out of the shop, dress in hand, and comes up to me. "You look worried, is everything good?" He asks.
"I'm not sure, I haven't heard from Jenna and she's not answering her phone. Would you care to drive by her place so I can see if she's at home?"
"No problem. Here, let me put this in the backseat and we can head out. I'm sure she's fine, but we'll make sure of that before the night's over. I don't want you to be worried."
"Thank you, Adrian, that means a lot. She's my best friend, I'm used to talking to her daily, it's not like her to not contact me somehow."
He slides the dress inside of the car, holding the door open for me to get in, and closes it when I'm seated. When he climbs in and starts the car, he looks over at me, grabs my hand and squeezes it as if to say 'I got you.' We pull off, and I watch Darius Cordell's disappear in the side mirror. I can't believe how thoughtful he is, I would've never guessed he had a dress special-ordered for me. This man is quite a catch. Too bad I'm not looking for love.
The street lights glare along the windshield with each passing one, the wind softly breezing through the open windows, it's a peaceful night here in Dallas. I look over, realizing Adrian's hand is still clenching onto mine, I don't want him to let go. His touch is rough but gentle, a contradiction that I can't get enough of, I want more.
We turn onto Jenna's street, I see lights on in the house and the front porch. "Right up here at the yellow house on the left." I tell him, and we pull into the drive. I get out and let him know I'll be right back, but he climbs out of the car to follow. His concern is so warming. I get up to the door and knock a couple of times. No answer. I knock again. This time I hear footsteps nearing the door. Jenna opens the door wide and practically jumps into my arms.
"Ronni!" She exclaims. "I was so worried about you!"
I hug her tight and the smell of her short blonde hair gives me a burst of happiness. I'm so happy to see her, but confused at the same time.
"I've tried calling you." I tell her, with worry in my voice.
She pulls back a little from the tight hug, "I'm so sorry, it took me all day to get my car unlocked, my purse and phone were inside of it. Needless to say, by the time I got into the car, I drove to the hospital and you were already released. My phone was dead, I came home to put it on the charger. I'm sorry I missed your calls though, I was in the shower. I was just about to try to call you when I got out."
"It's okay honey, I was just worried about you since I hadn't heard anything or seen you all day."
She smiles crookedly, "Worried about me? Hell, you had me devastated! I thought I'd lost you!"
"Well I'm not going anywhere just yet." I smile back at her and hug her again.
I let her go and step back. She notices Adrian standing there at the bottom of the porch. She motions for him to come up and join us.
"I can't thank you enough for taking care of my girl." She says to him with a big, sincere smile.
He grins at her and nods, "Oh, it was definitely my pleasure. I'm just glad she's good. Had all of us scared to lose her." He looks over at me and presses his lips together like the thought of me dying would've torn him into pieces. I still can't believe this man that doesn't even know me cares so much.
"Yeah, he came to my rescue, he's my hero." I say and wink at Adrian.
Jenna breaks the moment, "Alright you two, knock off the cuteness." She laughs. "For real though, I'm happy the two of you have this connection thing going on, but that's enough of all that in front of miss lonely tonight." She points to herself and chuckles.
I begin to blush.
Jenna clears her throat, "Well look, I don't want to hold you up tonight, but I'm so glad you're still here with us and thank you for coming here to let me see you still intact. I love you, Ronni, you know you're my bestie. Go enjoy what's left of this night and get yourself some rest." She comes in for another hug and tightly squeezes.
"I'm glad you're alright too, Playmate." I giggle at her. "You sure you don't want some company?"
"Yes, girl go get your time in with your hero and rest up. You've got a big date tomorrow." She grins playfully at both Adrian and me.
We chuckle at her adorable way of telling us to get lost.
"Okay, doll, I'll be seeing you tomorrow morning to have our pamper day."
"You got it." She says with a quick wink.
Adrian gives a goodbye nod to Jenna and turns away, grabbing my hand in the process, and we walk off of the porch to head to his car. I turn back to look at Jenna, she remains watching us leave, I blow a kiss her way and she returns one. I tilt my head back as we walk towards the car and look up at the stars, they're so bright and the sky is incredibly clear tonight. I take in a deep breath, the air feels brand new to me. I assume my near death experience has opened my senses, taking it all in. Those small things most people take for granted, are precious to me. This air I'm breathing, the stars I'm seeing, the hand that has a grasp of mine.
We reach the car, Adrian makes sure to open the door for me again. I feel tingles all over my body when I see him coming around to the driver's side. I have no idea where the rest of this night is leading, but if my body felt better, I wouldn't control the urge I have to fuck the shit out of this man. He sits down, glances at me with a smile, and starts the engine. As we pull out of Jenna's driveway, he suddenly stops.
"Veronica, I don't want you to leave my sight, but I know you need your rest . . . I'm going to take you home, make sure you're comfortable for the night, and will see you tomorrow evening. Are you fine with that?"
Inside, I'm slightly disappointed. I don't want the night to end, I wish it could last longer. I know I need to shower and sleep, though. I nod at him and slightly smile.
"Let's get you to your spot. I'll even tuck you in if you want." He gently smiles.
"That sounds good, but this woman needs a shower before she lays her head on the pillow tonight."
"I can help with that too if you'd like." He winks.
I swear, he's got so much fucking coming to him when I'm back to normal.
"I'll manage this time, but I'll keep that in mind for the near future." I wink back at him.
"Promise?" He asks with a sexy smile across his face.
I can't help but laugh a little, "I couldn't pass it up."
He puts the car in reverse, gets on the main road and heads to my place. Faint sounds of music are leaking out of his speakers, I lean forward to turn up the volume. I glance over and see him smile. He begins singing softly. I can't hear him, but I get anxious to hear him perform tomorrow night. I turn the music down as we near my road.
"Turn right here, I'm down at the end of the court on the right." I tell him before he passes the road.
The closer we approach my driveway, the more I feel sadness, I really don't want to let him go. My stomach begins to churn with butterflies, the home sick type, the ones that make you feel ill. I want to lean over and kiss him, tell him to stay. I resist the urge. We pull in, he puts the car in park and looks over at me.
"If you need me, call me. I'll be up late rehearsing. Seriously, if you need anything, I'll be here in no time. Thank you for riding along with me tonight, I hope you know that I'm not a psycho now." He laughs.
I grin at him. "Thank you for taking care of me, and for not being completely crazy." I laugh.
He takes my hand and places a soft kiss on it. "I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful."
"Tomorrow, hero." I say as I step out of the car. I step back and watch him back out of the driveway. I wanted to stop him and tell him to come in and stay. Instead, I turn and head towards my front door.
Thankful for my home, I stand in a pause appreciating the welcome from it before proceeding to step inside after unlocking the door.