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Chapter 1:
"Six foot three, Native American, no diseases in his family history, brown eyes, black hair, Merit/Honor roll student in high school, no signs of balding, owns his own auto repair and detailing business. He sounds perfect." I smile holding the application in my hands.
"This is the one you want to be the sperm donor?" The doctor asks me.
"Yes, I choose him." I hand her the paper.
"Alright, I'll go get everything we need." she leaves smiling. I change out of my clothes and put on the gowns she gave me. When she comes back, she makes sure I'm ready and then finishes the job. "Now it might take a few days for the pregnancy test to come up positive."
"Okay. When-if-I do become pregnant, how long should I wait to see a doctor?"
"As soon as possible."
"Thank you." she smiles and leaves me to get dressed. I change my clothes and leave the doctor's office.
So you might ask, 'why a sperm donor?'. Well, I've had my share of bad relationships, but never a good one. True I'm only twenty-three, but I want a baby. I have a nice loft in the city, a good car, but no one in my life. My father walked out on my mom and I when I was little and my mom lives a few states away wither her husband. Some people have a perfect life, perfect husband perfect family. This is my way to get a perfect family. I'd rather get pregnant this way than a drunken one-night stand. Maybe one day I'll meet a great guy and get married, but I doubt it. My 5'7'' height, long brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, curvy hips and size D breasts attract the wrong kind of guy. The ones just lookin' for a hook up. I fall for their looks and charm; every time getting hurt. Never have I been, 'in love', I'd like to believe it's out there and I just haven't found it yet.
Living in Port Angeles I love the rainy weather. It's always calming and helps me sleep at night. I took a cab to the doctors so I could walk home. Before I go home I go to the Café down the street from the doctors. I walk into a warm atmosphere, the aroma of baked goods and the smooth sound of live soft jazz.
"What can I get for ya'?" the young girl at the counter asks.
"A medium tea and a cinnamon toll." I smile. I give her my money and wait for my order. When it comes I take my tea and dessert over to a seat by the window. The sky's dark grey and cluttered with clouds. A light rain starts to fall. I take a bite of my cinnamon roll and a rush of sweetness hits my taste buds. The warm, soft dough, ribbon of cinnamon from end to middle and the warm, sweet icing on top mix to form the perfect taste. The environment is soothing and truly stress relieving. It comes down to my last bite and I wish another was in front of me. When my tea is about half way full I decide to leave. I think I should take a cab since it's still raining. I flag down the next cab I see and tell her where to go.
When I get home Toby, my boxer brindle puppy, greets me at the door.
"Hi Toby!" I scoop him up and sit on the couch with him. He licks my face and his tail wags so fast his but shakes with it. "Hungry?" he leaps off my lap and runs to the kitchen. I lock my door and go fill up his food bowl. I go to my room and change into pajamas. I take Toby out to the 'yard' quickly then dry him off when we get back inside to prevent the 'wet dog' smell. Even though Toby has his own doggie bed he insists on sleeping in bed with me every night.
I wake up to him laying on my chest and starring at me. His head's resting on his front paws and his tail starts wagging. I put him on the floor and stretch.
"Wanna go for a walk today?" he runs in a circle and barks. I put on cropped yoga pants and a tank top, eat breakfast, feed Toby and brush my teeth. I tie on my running shoes, grab my camera and clip a leash on Toby. He hops in the passenger seat and I slide in my side. We have to drive to the park because it's a better area to run in. No cars or crowded street walks, just the open trail. I roll down the windows some and Toby stands up to look out the window. There aren't many cars out in this area now, looks like we beat the rush. I make the left turn like usual and hit construction. It's everywhere and no way to get out.
"Fuck." I grumble. "We might not get to the park today." I look at him and he's just happy to be in the car I guess. I swerve best I can around the pot holes for about forty-five minutes and just when I think I'm free I hit the last ditch. My tire instantly deflates. I drive up to the side of the road and get out to look at the damage. The front right tire is completely deflated and shredded and the back right is still deflating. "Shit! C'mon!" Toby starts barking at me through the window. I reach through the back window and grab my thin zip up coat off the chair to get my phone from the pocket. I turn on my GPS realizing I have no idea where I am. I Google the closest mechanic, "Jake's Auto." I read. I hit call and wait for someone to pick up.
"Jake's auto, this is Jake."
"Hi I'm in need of a tow-truck."
"Okay, where are you?"
"Um right outside of Port Angeles. Across the street from Pet Smart on Rigely Road."
"Okay there's a hook-up fee of $25 and the tow fee depends on mileage. Seeing as how you're almost an hour away it can get pricey."
"Alright." I sigh, "Well, right now you're my only option so I'll just have to pay."
"I'll head right out now. And your name is?"
"Chae(Shay) Banks."
"Okay, Ms. Banks, it'll be close to forty-five minutes."
"Thanks." I hang up. I grab Toby from the front seat, lock the doors and carry him across the street to the pet store. I grab a cart and set him in the back. We go down the toy aisle first and he tries to jump out of the cart to get a toy; I laugh at him. I hold him close to the toys and let him pick out his own. He picks a steak squeak toy and a bear stuffed animal, I think he likes the softness. I grab him a few bags of treats and check out. I take him back to the car and he chews on his steak. I throw my coat in the back and wait the extra fifteen minutes for the tow-truck. I see the truck coming so I let Toby walk around so he can use the bathroom.
"Are you Chae?" a man asks getting out of the truck.
"Yeah." I smile. This guy is hot! Easily over six foot, tan skin, short black hair, chocolate brown eyes and a perfect white smile.
"Jacob." he outstretches his hand and I shake it. "Who's this?" he bends down to pet Toby.
"Toby I hope it's okay for him to sit in the truck with us."
"Yeah, no problem. What's the reason for the tow?"
"Two flat tires. There's construction back there and I thought it was over so I sped up, only to hit a huge ditch."
"Okay."
"So how much will this cost?" I ask crossing my arms.
He looks me up and down, "Well like I said before it depends on mileage. When you called I wasn't at the shop so the trip back will be longer. I can tell you when we get back."
"And the trip back will take how long?"
"A little over and hour."
I sigh and pick up Toby, "sorry boy no walk today." He licks my cheek. "Okay." He hooks up my car to his truck in a way that my wheels don't touch the ground. I walk to the passenger door and he opens it for me.
"Let me help." He grabs Toby and I hop in the truck. I turn and lean down to grab him back, Jacob's eyes are glued on my chest.
"Ahem." I clear my throat.
"I apologize. Very unprofessional of me." He closes the door and I sit back clicking in my seat belt. He starts up the truck and heads for the freeway.
"So, I have a question." He looks straight ahead.
"Yeah?"
"Of all the tow companies and repair shops around here, why did you call someone over an hour away?"
"Well I wasn't sure where I was so I used my phone and it gave me you." I look at him. There's just something about him. His jaw line? Tight grip on the steering wheel? Tight t-shirt and jeans that look like they're about to tear off of him? Or maybe it's just everything about him.
"There are two places that are closer than my shop."
"Then why didn't you tell me that on the phone?"
"I figured there had to be a reason you called me and not the other places. Plus you sounded nice on the phone and I wanted to help you. There's a reason why we were supposed to meet today-why I came up on your phone-and not just because you need your car fixed." I'm not sure if I should find that kinda creepy... Ehh he's hot, he can't he a psycho, right? "So you own the repair shop?"
"Yes I do!"
"Do you fix cars yourself?"
"Mmhhmm."
"So you own a business, answer the phones, do the tows and fix the cars? Don't you have any employees?"
"Of course I have other mechanics. My secretary quit a few days ago so I've picked up some more slack."
"Ah, I see." I say a little embarrassed. Would it be stupid for me to work there? I live an hour away, I might be pregnant which means maternity leave soon, but I could use the money. Being a photographer/artist for a living isn't a steady flow of income. "I'm surprised you would even come out this far."
"I'm a nice guy. I wouldn't want you to have to deal with any creeps."
"How thoughtful." I smile at him, he smiles back. "Can I ask you a somewhat personal question?"
"Yeah."
"Most men hire their wife or girlfriend to be secretary-I am assuming you have a girlfriend-is that how you work?"
"No. She wasn't my girlfriend or wife, she was my Aunt. She had to quit because of an injury."
"Is she okay?"
"She fell down a few flights of stairs, but she's recovering."
"I'm so sorry."
"Thank you. But um, your assumption is wrong."
"Hm?"
"I'm not with anyone."
"Really?" he laughs, "I mean-I-it's a little hard to believe."
"Why is that?"
"Because of your charisma. You seem like the smooth talker type." he laughs, it gives me shivers. "You know I kinda feel the same way."
"About?"
"Us meeting. I feel a-"
"Vibe, connection." he finishes my sentence.
"Yeah." I smile.
"So I guess from the flirting that you're single?"
"Flirting?" my cheeks turn hot.
"Yes flirting!"
"I'm simply a nice person."
"That way of talking-to you- is just being nice?" I nod, "So uh I guess I'm just a nice person too." he winks at me.
"I guess so." I look him up and down carefully. Trying to find something wrong with him! The seat in the truck is a bench seat so I sit Toby in between us. He sniffs at Jacob and stands in his lap.
"Hey buddy." he rubs his head. Toby lowers his head and sniffs his pants, by his zipper. "Hey!" I grab Toby accidentally touching his crotch; he smiles.
"Sorry about him. Do you have any dogs at home?"
"Kinda. There's a stray that I take care of sometimes."
"Wow." I smile, "He must smell him on you."
"We're about thirty-five minutes away."
"How fast are you going?"
"Only 80." he says casually. He stomach growls.
"Hungry?"
"Yeah, I haven't eaten all day."
"Well you're more than welcome to stop somewhere."
"You don't mind?"
"No it's cool." he gets off the freeway and pulls into the first food place he sees; McDonalds.
"What can I get you?"
"Oh nothing for me, thanks."
"Are you one of those girls?"
"One of what girls?"
"Who don't eat fast food or in front of guys?"
"No! Fine, get me a… medium fry and small vanilla milkshake."
"That's it?"
"What are you tryna make me even more fat?" I chuckle.
"You are not fat."
"Okay chicken nuggets too." I grab a ten from my pocket and hand it to him.
"What's this?"
"Money. It's used to purchase or buy things. In this case to buy my food."
"Ha. Ha. I'm buying."
"Why would you buy my food?"
"I can see you're a bad listener." I raise my eyebrows at him, "I'm a nice guy, I've said it before."
"Thank you." he smiles and hops out. "Come here Toby." he barks once and hops on my lap. "Jacob seems nice right?" he licks my hand. "And he's extremely sexy." one more lick, "There has to be something wrong, right? How can anyone be so perfect?" he barks at me. "Oh calm down. I know I shouldn't look on the bad side, but c'mon." he hops up and rest his front paws on my chest and licks my nose; I giggle, "You're an adorable puppy, you know." I rub his neck and ears. The driver's door opens. He has the bag in his teeth and the drinks in a holder. I grab the drinks so he can get in. "What is all this?"
"Our food."
"You bought me a large shake?"
"The largest." he smiles. He hands me a carton of fries.
"The fries?"
"Also the largest." he said grabbing a burger from the bag.
"It's huge-"
"That's what she said." he interrupts me, we laugh.
"How old are you?"
"23."
"What I was saying, is what else is in there?"
"Two twenty piece McNuggets, two more large fries, and two more burgers."
"All that?"
"I have a big appetite." he winks at me, it gives me chills. I pick up my milkshake and try to sip some, but it's frozen still. "No matter how hard you suck, nothing comes out!" I say frustrated. He starts laughing hard, "Oh haha! Grow up." I smile. I reach in the bag and steal a chicken nugget.
"So you are hungry?"
"Maybe just a little."
"Eat anything you want."
"How are you such a nice guy?"
"I was just raised right I guess. It's comes naturally."
"Toby no!" I yell as he eats another fry. I grab them and wipe his mouth with a napkin.
"He'll be fine."
"Are you sure? He's never had McDonalds before. Maybe the occasional piece of fatty steak or something that falls, but no fast food."
"If anything he'll have gas, or have to use the bathroom a lot."
"Do you think he's hungry? Should I try to give him a nugget?"
"Maybe."
I reach in the bag for another, "Maybe take the fried part off?"
"Nah, leave it on. If you're gonna give him bad food you gotta give him good bad food." I hold the chicken by his face , he sniffs and gently eats it from my hand without touching my skin.
"I guess he likes it." I eat another myself. Jacob finishes his first burger and pulls out a box of nuggets. He picks up his large sweet tea and takes a few gulps.
"Oh did you want sauce for your chicken?"
"Do you have sweet and sour?"
"How'd you guess?"
"It's my favorite. That and their barbeque."
"Mine too." he smiles and hands me a container of sauce. I don't put any sauce on the nuggets I give to Toby. After we get rid of one box of chicken we use the bathroom and hit the road.
"Now entering La Push." I read the sign as we drive by. "It seems peaceful here."
"Only outsiders say that."
"Outsiders?"
"It's a reservation."
"Oh so you're Native American?"
"Quileute, yeah."
"That's awesome."
"Are you?"
"I'm Cherokee and Choctaw."
"I could tell you were Native American."
"Really? How?"
"Your eyes and jaw line."
"Yeah, people always tell me that's how they know."
"Here we are." he says pulling into the parking lot of his shop. He parks the car in the garage and drives the tow truck to the front of the shop. We get out and I follow him into the shop.
"Okay let's see. 2011 Chevy Cruze," he types, "Black, four doors, front left tire, back left tire, plus tow." He types everything into the system.
"Here's the moment of truth!" I say dreading the total.
"Total is...nothing."
"What?"
"Don't worry about it. Today didn't feel like a real workday. I had a great time with you and Toby." One of the other guys behind the counter looks at him in disbelief.
"But that says-" he starts.
"Don't worry about what the screen says Paul." Jacob says firmly.
"I have to give you something!"
"I wouldn't feel right charging you."
"Why not?"
"Yeah why not?" Paul asks.
"I'm a stranger, it's okay, charge me." I chuckle.
"He doesn't not charge anyone. Come to think of it, he's never told someone not to pay. You must be really special." I blush and look at Jacob, he smiling wide.
"Okay this is what's gonna happen, I'm going to give you all the cash I have on me." I say and put a one hundred dollar bill, a fifty-dollar bill, a twenty-dollar bill and a five-dollar bill on the counter. "175 dollars." I push it towards Jacob.
"Okay this is really what's gonna happen. I'm gonna keep 25 and give you 150 back." He slides the fifty and hundred dollar bill back to me. "I'll charge you for the hook up, but that's it."
"How is that fair?"
"There's something else I want."
"And what would that be?"
"To take you out for dinner."
"Hmm..." I look up and tap my chin a few times, playfully. "Deal." I smile.
"Great!" He smiles. "Well, I have a car to fix. I'll get your number when I'm finished."
"Sounds good."
"Have a seat, make yourself at home." I smile and put the money back in my wallet.
"Wow, you really must be special." Paul says looking up at me at the end of his sentence.
"I guess so." I smile and take a seat with Toby in my lap. We wait in the lobby for a little under a half an hour. I see Jacob pull my car around front. He gets out and waves me over.
"All finished." He says when I leave the building.
"Wow that was fast." I smile. I put Toby in the back and lean against the driver's door.
"So about that dinner..." He starts standing directly in front of me.
"What about it?"
"Tomorrow night? 6:30?"
"Perfect." I smile. "Where?"
"Do you like Japanese food?"
"Yeah." I nod.
"Great, how about Benihana's?"
"I've never been."
"Just right outside of the reservation. I'll pick you up around five."
"Here's my number." I hand him one of my business cards. "My address is on the back." He flips it and nods.
"I left my number in your cup holder."
"Do you want me to drive out here and meet you there? It's just such a long drive for you."
"It would be a long drive for you too. I will pick you up for our date the proper way."
"Such a gentleman." I smile. "I'll see you tomorrow." I get in the drivers side start the car and roll down my window.
"Have a safe drive back. Do you know your way?"
"I think so."
"If you get lost give me a call."
"Thank you again, Jacob."
"No problem."
"Bye." I pull off and head home.
The next morning I take Toby for the walk we missed yesterday. When we get home he falls right asleep and I get ready for my date. After my shower I put on a royal blue mid thigh length dress with ¾ length sleeves. I curl my hair, put on clear shiny lip-gloss and use black, grey and silver eye shadow to create the perfect smokey eye. I slip on black platform pumps and put some cash, my I.D, phone, credit card and gum in my black clutch leaving enough room for my keys.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"That must be him." I smile. I set my clutch by the door and open it smiling.
"You look absolutely gorgeous." he greets me looking me up and down.
"Thank you." I blush. "You look handsome yourself."
"I knew I would be next to you and had to up my game." I smile. "Ready to go?"
"Yes." I grab my clutch, lock my door and put my keys away.
"I can't get over the way you look." he holds out his arm and helps me walk down the stairs to get to his car. He opens the passenger door of his car, I get in and he closes it behind me.
"Such a gentleman." I say smiling when he gets in the car.
"It's the only way to treat a lady."
On the hour-long drive to the restaurant we get to know each other.
"What made you want to own your own shop?" I ask him.
"I've always had a love for cars. The speed, the design, everything. What about you? What do you do?"
"I went more the design route. I'm a local photographer for the city, I have my own in-home business as well. Just small jobs like logos, web sites, advertisements, design stuff like that. Soon I hope to have my own clothing line too."
"Wow that's great."
"The pay's not amazing, but I'm surviving." I chuckle. "I'd rather do something I love and survive, than do something I hate and live in luxury."
"Seriously?"
"Well for now I do." he laughs. "Later in life I'll probably go the more practical way, maybe become a nurse, open a café?"
"Ambition, I like it."
"I really like this car! Lexus ISF right?"
"Yeah."
"I could tell."
"I fixed it up myself."
"Really?"
"Yeah that's how I have it. You think a mechanic could afford a car like this?"
"Maybe a really god mechanic?"
"Maybe. I'm saving though. Can't spend all my money on luxuries."
"Do you own the shop all yourself?"
"Yeah. I used to own it with my father, but he retired and gave me all of it. C'mon! Shit, move!" he speeds over two lanes to the right and gets off the freeway.
"Sorry for my language, I almost missed the exit."
"You don't have to be so delicate around me." I smile.
"I cuss all the time!" I chuckle, "Seriously, I'm not as innocent as I look." I wink at him and he smiles. "Sorry I distracted you."
"No biggie. I could talk to you forever." he pulls into the parking lot and parks. He helps me out of his car and we walk arm in arm inside.
"Wow, it's really nice in here." I say and smooth out my dress. I feel slightly under dressed.
"You're in no way under dressed. Look that guy over there's in sweat pants."
"How'd you know what I was thinking?" he shrugs.
"Reservation for Black." he tells the hostess.
"Right this way." she leads us to a table for two with a huge flat surface stove on one edge and a huge fan above it. What the hell kind of place is this!
"There's something special about this place I didn't tell you."
"Which is?"
"They cook the food right at out table."
"What? That's crazy." I smile looking at the stove. I look up at him and he can't take his eyes off of me. "What?"
"Nothing."
"It's not polite to stare Jacob." I smile.
"Sorry, I can't help it." I blush again and look away."
"How are you tonight? She asks.
"We're great." Jacob answers for us.
"Can I take your drink order?" I open my menu in and lower it to hold comfortably.
"I would love a glass of chardonnay…" I look at my stomach then back at the menu. "On second thought I'll just have a sierra mist please."
"Make that two, thanks." Jacob says and she walks away.
"You could have had wine. Don't worry about the price." I hadn't even thought about the price. I look down and gasp.
"I didn't even think about that."
"Why did you change your mind?"
What do I say? What should I say? "It didn't seem fair to drink when you can't." Quick thinking!
"Chae if you want the wine, have the wine. Really it's okay." I don't say anything back, I look at the menu and pick something I want.
"Are you ready to order?"
"Do you need a minute?" Jacob asks me.
"No, I'm ready."
"Ladies first."
"I'll have the steak and shrimp."
"I'll have the chicken and steak."
"Fried rice for both?" Jacob looks at me and I nod.
"Yes." he says.
"Okay your soup will be out shortly." she collects our menus and leaves.
"I must have spaced out, did you order soup?"
"It comes as an appetizer."
"Oh, okay. On the way here you said you were saving. What are you saving for?"
"I'd like to have a family one day. Own a house, have a beautiful bride," he gives me a certain look, "I'd buy her an expensive ring, have a huge beautiful wedding, and take her any place she wants for our honeymoon. Then of course have some kids, put them through college, I've thought about it."
"I see." now I know we can't be together. I rushed through things and ruined everything by getting a sperm donor. He wants to have kids the normal way, what's he gonna think when I tell him I'm already pregnant with a strangers child. If I actually am pregnant! Maybe it didn't take, oh I hope it didn't take! This is our first date, he probably isn't talking about me. We don't even know each other, just calm down.
"Chae?"
"Hm? Sorry." I rub my head.
"You okay?"
"Perfect." I smile. Our chef came over with our soup and a tray for everything he needs to cook our meal.
"So is there a special occasion or just another day on the calendar?" he asks us.
"It's our first date." I smile, Jacob grabs my hand under the table.
"How special!" he turns on the stove and fan above it. He puts the rice on one side and the steak on the other. He fries them up adding the extra stuff like eggs and vegetables to the rice.
"I'm gonna make something special for you two now." he slices an onion and stacks it up ring by ring so it's bigger on the bottom and smaller on top. He drops some butter through the middle and squirts water in there. It instantly steams and sizzles. "I call this the love volcano." Jacob and I laugh. He picks up a glass and taps his spatula against. "You know what this means…" he smiles, Jacob and I look at each other. He leans in and kisses me gently on the lips. I smile when we pull away.
"How romantic!" our chef says. He cooks up the rest of our food, does some cool tricks. He throws some shrimp at us to see if we can catch it in our mouth, we each caught one.
"I hope you've enjoyed tonight so far and that everything is delicious."
"Thank you." I smile. Jacob and I clap a few times and he leaves. "Wow that was amazing!"
"I'm so glad you liked it!" we mix up our food and begin eating.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Keep an open mind."
"Okay." he smiles.
"I um, what if I applied for your secretary job?" he takes a sip of his pop. "I mean, you need an assistant slash secretary, I kinda need the job, I swear I'm not trying to be clingy or anything."
"Uh…" he looks straight ahead and not at me.
"Just a chance? If it doesn't work out, nor harm no foul."
"But you'd have about an hour commute to and from work.
"Not if I lived in forks."
"You're serious about this."
"Why not?"
"What if it doesn't work out between us or it doesn't work out at work. I don't want that to affect us."
"In no way would it. And at the office things will be strictly professional. I'll call you Jake, or Jacob, or Mr. Black, whatever you want."
"When can you start?"
"Whenever you need me."
"Day after tomorrow?"
"Great, yes. Thank you, Jacob, or should I say, Mr. Black."
"Jake is okay."
"Got it."
"No more work talk. This is a date." he smiles.
"Okay, you're right." I exhale and relax some.
"How's your food? Good?"
"So great! Is yours good?"
"Mhmm."
"Do you need any boxes or dessert?" our server asks coming over.
"I'll need a box please." I look at Jacob and all of his food is gone.
"Do you want dessert?"
"I don't think I could finish it."
"Split a piece of cheesecake?"
"Okay." I smile.
"So one box and one piece of cheesecake?" she asks.
"Yes, thank you." Jacob replies. She brings my box, the dessert and our bill all at once. When she sets the dessert down there's only one spoon. He picks up the spoon and scoops the tip on it, he holds it close to me. I smile and accept it.
"How is it?"
"So amazing." he takes a bite himself.
"Mmm, yeah." he takes another bite and hands me the spoon. I take a bite and sit back in my seat smiling. I hand him the spoon. He takes two more bites and gives me the last one. He licks the spoon after me and puts it on the plate.
"How much is my half?" I ask him.
"What?"
"My half of the bill, how much?" I reach for it, but he pulls it back.
"No." he chuckles. "I took you out, I pay."
"If you insist." I smile. I box my food as he puts the money on the table.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah." we stand and walk to the stairs. We walk arm in arm back to the car and he opens and closes the door after me. "Thank you for dinner Jacob."
"Thank you for accompanying me."
On the ride home we laugh some more and talk.
"What about adoption? Would you ever adopt?"
"Sure."
"What if you're with someone and they have a kid already, would you be okay with that?"
"Of course. Id like to have my own though."
"Well yeah."
"Do you have kids? Is that why you're asking me?"
"No. I was just trying to get to know you. That's all." I smile.
When we get back to place he walks me up the steps to my door.
"Do you wanna come in? Maybe some coffee, or something?"
"As much as I'd love to, I have to get up early to open the shop."
"Oh, okay." I look down at the ground. "So I'll see you on Friday at 8 a.m."
"Yeah. I had a great time tonight Chae." he moves a little closer to me. "The best date I've had in years."
"Me too. Thank you again for everything." one of his hands goes to the small of my back the other to my cheek and side of my neck. He leans down and kisses me. He lightly bites my bottom lip. His tongue enters my mouth this time, one more kiss and he stands back up straight.
"Goodnight." I smile.
"Sweet dreams." he smiles and waits until I close the door to leave.