Love, curves and heartbreak Chapter 36

He wants to have dinner with me... after what had happened in the warehouse.

Sweet god... his kisses, his fingers, his caresses. Everything about him keep me smiling and sighing like an idiot.

I can't stop thinking, he disappeared, and then come back to help me and to turn me on, basically. I wonder if that was his plan, to drive me crazy. Or it's a game for him, just make me fall in love for him again. And I would fall, without a doubt. I was scared.

"God... I have nothing to wear" could be the truest and most repeated phrase in the world, I think as I go through my closet from start to finish.

I'm afraid I'll look bad with everything, or worse... that I'll look fat. He wants to go out with me... in front of everyone. I mean he's taking me to a public place, not his house or the warehouse. We will really be out in public more, I can't look bad!

"Girl! Are you ready for your date?" Suzy asks.

"I'm not ready at all! And it's not a date! We are... whatever, you know, just-sex-friends. This is not a date."

"Boo, you said he was going to take you out to dinner. You know... eating, talking, flirting, all dressed up... that sounds a lot like a date, doesn't it? Especially when you are trying really hard to look sexy"

"Me sexy?”

"Yeah baby... I know that underwear... you want to impress him. For what? You said it was just an agreement, a pure contract. You want to seduce him... take him to bed..." she says and wink at me.

I truly don't know what to say.

"I... just... don't know where we're going, but considering him, the successful man, it must be an expensive place and I don't want to be embarrassed."

"Oh!! don't lie to me! I'm your best friend. Tel me... is sex that good, huh?" I sigh.

"You have no idea, Suzy... the things he makes me feel. He's taken me places no one else has" she looks excited.

"You girl! You deserve it! Let me help you... you will drive him crazy... that dumb man will not be able to keep his hands off your curves even if he tries to" she says.

"I think you are extremely optimistic..."

"Come on, I'm sure he'll be delighted to see you. Besides, I'm sure he'll want to take your clothes off, right?" she says playfully. Well... she is not wrong.

She stars to suggest outfits. I feel like I look terrible in everything.

"I feel like nothing fits me, and he has already seen me in all these clothes. I look fat, unattractive, without style... I think the best solution will be to cancel this date I'm still on time and...and .... and I can pretend that none of this happened and..." I say defeated.

"Not that it wasn't a date?" she asks.

"You know what I mean! It's decided, I'm not going..." I say, but she stops me.

"You have to give yourself a chance to see what happens. If he asks you out, it's because he wants to spend time with you, right? Do you think he doesn't know what you look like? He's seen you a thousand times! And believe me, if he keeps asking you out, it's because he likes you. Something tells me… he likes you a lot. He must be in love with your curves. He has seen you naked and how you look in the morning, for God's sake!" She yells at me, trying to convince me. What she says makes sense.

"Stop doubting Boo, he wants to be with you because you are fantastic, sweet, good person, honest, generous and a beautiful woman" my friend says encouraging me.

I think what really gets me is that this is the first time we've been out together in front of other people. He and I... out... in the world.

"Come... this will look fantastic" she says and hand me a black dress. My mother used to say that black suits me well, that is my best friend. It seems to me the best decision so far, the clock is ticking, so I quickly do my makeup, and leave.

"Good night... Princess..." Ethan says, waiting near his car, which I have no idea what brand it is, but it's incredibly stylish.

He is dressed in a nice dark blue sweater, dark jeans and black shoes, his dirty blond hair combed a bit messy in the back, which gives him a very relaxed look.

I could be drooling right here, he looks delicious. Suzy is right... I hope to have him in my bed tonight. Or his bed, it doesn't matter where, only matter that I can have this gorgeous man, naked besides me.

"I'm so happy to do this... you know... dinner" he says as he opens the door for me.

"Me too..." I reply nervous. He goes to his place behind the wheel.

"Let me help you...." he says and puts his hand over me and fastens my seat belt, which allows him to get closer to me.

"There... my Princess is secure..." he murmurs, looking at me.

He gently cupped my face and gave me a soft, sweeping kiss, his tongue possessing me, taking all of me, his hand on my knee, caressing my leg.

My god... we can have sex right here right now, forget about bed or to be completely naked. This man brings out my darkest instincts.

I stayed with my eyes closed for a long time after he pulled away from me. I feel his chest close to mine and his perfume covers me. When I finally opened my eyes, he was staring at me, his hand still on my face as he asked.

"Ready baby? I have a special plan for tonight, I hope you enjoyed" he says, biting his lips and I nod, because I can't even talk.

We arrived at a restaurant on the outskirts of the city, almost near the harbor. It is a beautiful place, with dim lights and from outside you can hear conversations and soft music.

I thought we will enter like a normal people, maybe coworkers or anything else, but Ethan takes my hand. It is a simple gesture, but seems so intimate.

I had forgotten how good it felt to be like this with a man. As we wait for our table, he puts his hand on the small of my back.

"Can I add that you look beautiful tonight? That dress looks like it was made for you... it highlights everything I like about your figure… it makes me want to do so many things..." he whispers in my ear and I let out a nervous giggle that I would have loved if it hadn't come out of my mouth.

"I find it adorable when you get nervous. And.... I like being the one who makes you nervous," he confesses, smiling broadly.

It's not fair that he enjoys the effect he has on me!

We sit down, and the restaurant is really nice. It's special, not too fancy and definitely perfect for couples, the lights are dim, and the atmosphere is cozy. Ethan recommends a few dishes to me, while I watch in fascination as he explains the names and combinations.

"Let's try some of the chef's recommendations..." he says. The time passes quickly, our conversation changing from one topic to another, sharing experiences, moments and tastes.

"I love this place, Ethan, it's fantastic," I tell him, taking in the surroundings and decorations.

He looks at me smiling, his elbows on the table, his sweater rolled up on his forearms, his chin resting on his big hands.

"I am glad to see you smiling. You remind me of the Priscilla I used to know. The one who would sit with me and play in the garden without being afraid to get dirty, and tell me how to treat plants and insects," he says, and we both laugh.

"That's... you remember those moments?" I asked. That sound... so sweet. I thought he forgot everything about me. About our past.

"Of course! And... there is something that I want to tell you... it's about..." he starts to say when we heard another voice.

"Ethan? Ethan Fairfax?” we both turn to see a man standing in front of us who must be my age. His features are familiar, but I can't place them. Then I realize... no, no it can't be him.

"I can't believe you're here. I'm Phil, from the running team! You were a few years ahead of me in school, I really admired you. You and Frank were the best," he says, looking at me strangely. I panic. My God, I hope he doesn't recognize me.

"Phil! Of course? How are you?" Ethan starts to talk.

While I can only think of a teenage Phil who tormented me in school, who made my life a living hell. Ethan looks surprised at his words of admiration, and I see them both remembering happy moments of their lives.

"I thought you were out of town," Phil asks casually.

"If I was away for years, I just came back, I hope to stay... in fact, I don't know if you remember her..." Ethan says, smiling and turns to me. I react quickly.

"If you'll excuse me... I have to go out for a moment," I say, grabbing my purse.

"Prissy?" I heard Ethan calling my name, but I don't come back.

Oh my God, no, no, no... now he'll know who I am. This can't be!

I keep walking as fast as my legs and heels will allow. Without looking back.