Forever Yours

Parts 5-6

By LNJ

"I hope you don’t mind me stopping by."

"How did you know where I lived? Surely if you found that, you could’ve found my telephone number and called. And exactly what did you say to my brother, that he would let you wait for me in my kitchen? Chatting, no less."

He gets up and walks over to me. He’s wearing that black leather jacket again. The gray sweater hugs his form underneath the jacket. His black jeans fit perfectly. He’s definitely hot. I’ll give him that.

I’m presented with a plain red box the shape of a heart. It’s really lightweight. Don’t tell me he ate all the candy. Maybe it’s not a candy box after all.

"Open it."

I obey. Walking to the table, I sit down and study the contents of the box. It’s empty.

"It’s empty."

"That’s right. That box symbolizes my life, my heart, and my soul. Now I know this may sound crazy, but you are the only one that can fill the void in my life," he says sitting back down across from me.

All I can do is stare at the box. Then after a few moments, I replace the cover. I trace the outline of the box.

"You still haven’t answered my questions."

"Angela."

"Angela told you where I lived?" I ask incredulously.

"And she told Rick I would be paying a visit this morning. The four of us have a full weekend ahead of us. By the way, I like your brother and sister-in-law."

My heart feels like it’s going to jump out of my body. This man is so bold. And yet I can’t be angry. But I can’t just give in either.

"You’re pretty sure of yourself. What do you do when you don’t get your way?"

"I always get my way," he smiles.

"Oh. And who is "the four of us"?"

"Me, you, Angela, and my cousin Ray Santos. He was with me at the party. Please say you’ll spend some time with me. I really want us to get to know one another. "

"I don’t know. I’ve sworn off all men. They can’t be trusted." I hold his stare. His eyes are intense. His whole composure gets serious at my last comment.

"Michelle, I won’t hurt you. But I’ll be honest and say that I have done my share of hurting. Most women only want me for my body and/or my money." He gives me that mischievous grin again. "For some reason, when I saw you that night, I forgot my mission in life."

With an arched eyebrow, I ask, "Which is?"

"To conquer women."

"An easy lay?"

"Right. But you definitely didn’t look like that kind of woman. As a matter of fact, you stood out as the only woman at that party. You were hiding that sexy body and your face was just beautiful. I suspect you didn’t have on one stitch of make-up. Seeing you now, in that dress and those legs; those curls…God those curls…and that lipstick; I mean, you’re gorgeous. And the fact that you are subtle in you beauty makes me weak for you."

I know I’m blushing. This man is smooth. Too smooth.

"Are you out to conquer me?" I ask with a hint of playfulness in my voice.

Standing up, Danny removes his jacket. I had no idea just how muscular he was. Talk about hiding a sexy body. He drapes the jacket on the back of the chair and comes around to my side of the table. I stand up quickly, not able to anticipate his next move. He gently pulls me to him, sliding my hands up his chest and wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands fall to my waist and he holds me close. I don’t even resist. These arms were made to hold me.

Staring into my eyes, he whispers, "oh yeah, I’m out to conquer you."

"I won’t sleep with you."

"I would prefer we wait for the wedding night anyway."

"Really? And what will you do in the meantime?"

"Abstain."

"This is all so hard to believe. You have to know that."

"And you have to know that once I saw you, I knew that I was forever yours."

"What about Ray and Angela? They don’t know one another. Surely you can’t expect them to just get along."

"They’ve been getting along just fine."

"Care to explain?"

"While we were outside that night, they hooked up. They’ve been talking on the telephone every night this week."

"They have? Angela hasn’t said a word."

"It’s true. Anyway, I thought we could all hang out together. I want you to be completely comfortable around me. So what do you say? Give me a chance."

He steps out of our embrace. I expected him to kiss me.

"You’re so unpredictable."

"Well, I won’t kiss you until you’re ready, if that’s what you’re referring to."

I place me hands on my hips and lean against the table. We size each other up for a moment. I see his eyes take in my body and each curve from head to toe. His gaze lingers on my legs.

When his eyes track back up my body to meet mine, huskily he says, "hopefully the wedding night won’t be too far off."

"Alright. You win. Let’s go. But no more talk of weddings and wedding nights."

He smiles a smile of victory and retrieves his jacket. I run upstairs to get my purse and a sweater and when I come back down, he’s waiting for me by the kitchen door.

Before we leave, he says, "you felt really good in my arms."

"Danny, it felt good to be in your arms." I know he wasn’t expecting that and I’m glad it pleased him. I give him a bright smile that matches his own and then we leave.

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