"You are punctual."
"Of course. Any gentleman would be and bring flowers. Here." Michael handed her the roses. "I know you don't particularly like flowers, but it's part of the tradition in dating."
"I will make an exception when they come from you. Thank you."
"You look absolutely gorgeous." Michael's gaze was full of admiration when he looked at her in a beautiful black dress.
Sara giggled nervously. "Well, thanks. You look pretty handsome yourself."
He sure did, he looked so incredibly handsome in his dark suit, Sara thought. And he looked very confident too, this was probably his normally dressing up clothes. On the contrary to her, she felt so out of her comfort zone wearing a dress. The last time she wore a dress was a long time ago, probably when she was young and went to parties, before she got her problems with alcohol and drugs. She has to admit it's a beautiful dress and it fits her perfectly. The woman at the exclusive boutique she found was so nice and helpful, that Sara didn't mind paying so much for basically a piece of cloth. This evening was celebrating so much at the same time. Michael was a free man, their first date, their first spending the night together. It's a start in taking their relationship to the next level, now they could discuss the future.
Michael noticed Sara's eyes had the same warmth and admiration his own eyes displayed. He was pleased that she liked his appearance. Her dress was amazing. They would make a great looking couple tonight.
"Shall we go then? Are you ready?"
Sara who got lost in her thoughts startled a bit. "Yes, I'm ready. I will just put these in water, if I can find a vase. Then we can go.
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"This is a good choice, Michael. Very nice." Sara said looking around the restaurant. The atmosphere was great, it was quiet and not too crowded. They got a corner table which felt they had some more privacy then the rest of the tables. The lit candles made a perfect ambiance and romantic.
"Have you been here before?"
"Once, when my mom was still alive. We celebrated my 14th birthday."
"Oh, but not after that then?"
"No."
"Okay, good then. I thought since it's so close that you maybe have eaten here a lot and was sick of this place."
"No, it's both pricey and fancy. Not the place you go by yourself to have dinner."
"No, but one of your boyfriends maybe took you here."
Sara laughed softly. "You give them too much credit. They guys I have been out with would never afford to go here, or even think about setting their foot in a place like this."
"So no gentlemen then?"
"No." Sara laughed again. "Let's say they are opposite to those guys my father wanted me to date. One step up from lowlifes living on the streets he used to say."
"Ah, I see. So I was right when I thought to myself you dated some bad boys to despite your father."
"Yeah, you could say that. And while using you tend not to have the best judgement picking guys. But Michael, I don't think talking about my ex-boyfriends are a good topic for our first date."
"Perhaps not, but I could learn from their failings, so I don't make the same mistakes they did and might lose you someday."
"Michael, I love you. You will not lose me. I have never loved anyone like I love you. Those guys could never measure up to you or should, you are not in the same league. You have nothing to worry about. If anyone of us has any reason to be insecure, it would be me."
"Why do you say that? I love you Sara, I love you so much. I would never leave you."
"I know you do, Michael. I said if. When your release date came closer, I got some dark thoughts I never shared with you."
Michael took Sara's hand. "Tell me. We shouldn't have secrets between us again. We had enough of that."
"My thought was a fear that you one day, not right away. But when you have been out and around for a bit, seeing and meeting more people. That you would fall in love with another woman when you have more to choose from than just seeing me."
"Sara!" Michael exclaimed.
"I do feel our love is strong and that we are meant for each other. I want us to grow old together. But with my history of picking guys that sometimes weren't that faithful or committed to one person at the time, I am not the only woman out there in the world."
"You are to me. You are the only woman in the world. You are the love of my life. You will see that my feelings for you will never change, not today, not tomorrow, not in a year, never. They will never change."
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"You must try this lemon sorbet with strawberries. It's delicious." Sara put another spoon in her mouth, closed her eyes and really savoured the flavor.
Michael smiled at her. She looked so adorable. She was really the most beautiful woman he ever met. "Sure."
Sara loaded the spoon and hold it up to him. But instead of taking the spoon, he leaned forward so she fed the sorbet to him. Michael looked into her eyes with the now familiar intensity she knew so well. She just loved the way he looked at her, she feels so loved when his gaze change from normal to intense. All his focus is on her.
Sara took another bite. "Isn't it a sweet taste to it, though technically it should be sour?"
"Mmm, I'm not convinced, I need more." Michael rose from his chair slightly and leaned over the table and captured her lips in a soft kiss. Since they were in a restaurant, Michael draw back way too soon. "Yes, now I feel it, very sweet, just like you."
Sara blushed a little, she wasn't used to public display like this, but she didn't want the kiss to end. It was their first kiss in freedom and she wanted more. She can't wait to when they get back to her apartment, where they will have their first whole night together. They can make love all night long without any fear someone can catch them in the act, literally so to speak.
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Standing next to Michael in her living room while he looked around him, Sara got a bit nervous about what he thought of her apartment. Could he see himself staying here like they talked about? Should she suggest they look for a new apartment right away or wait? She wasn't lying when she said she was a pack rat that day in the infirmary. Her bookcases were full, or rather cluttered with books, ornament and souvenirs. All sorts of knickknacks. The couch was filled with cushions. Then there were some small tables with lamps and magazines on. In short, it was a lot of stuff. She had vacuumed of course, so at least it was clean.
"So what do you think? I bet it's a bit different to your old apartment? To your bachelor pad? Sara smiled.
Michael laughed. "My bachelor pad? I can assure you there has not been any wild parties, lots of women or orgies going on in my apartment. If it did, it were the previous owners in that case. It is different, this is a normal living room. Not like my sparse or if you are kind, minimized interior decoration style. With my condition, I can't have too many things around to distract me when I need to work."
"Oh." Sara's smile faded away and she looked down.
Michael put his hand under her chin and gently lifted her head up again. Michael kissed her softly. "It's all good. I will be fine. There will not be a problem for me to stay here, it's only a distraction when I have to focus on work."
"Okay." Sara smiled again. Sara took his hand. "So this is the living room, the bathroom is down there." Sara pointed with her other hand. Sara led him the other way. "And here we have the bedroom, which is the end of the house tour."
"What about the kitchen?"
"You can see it in the morning at breakfast. Right now I can't wait much longer. My body aches for you."
Michael looked down at her smiling face. "Yeah?"
"Yes. I want you. I need you. Now when we have all time in the world, we don't have to be careful. No one can interrupt us anymore. This night will be a night to remember."
"I have been dreaming of this day, thinking about it every day, planned for it."
"Show me, Michael. You said the first time we made love, you wanted to do and show me so much. Now is the first night of many to do so. Show me the real Michael Scofield."
After a long kiss, Michael started to undress himself. He hung his jacket on a chair he spotted when he entered the bedroom. The tie and the shirt followed. Sara hadn't moved an inch, she just watched him take his clothes off. She was fascinated, not that he made it into a sexy striptease, but seeing the whole tattoo being revealed in front of her was a treat.
They have only been naked together two times before. Even if they have had sex numerous of times, it has been half dressed quickies. Short stolen moments of happiness and passion. Now they would have time to see, touch and enjoy each other bodies to their hearts content.
Michael removed his pants and just in his boxers, he stepped behind Sara. He threaded his fingers through her hair before gathering it all up and slid it gently over her right shoulder, so he could reach the zipper. He pulled the zipper down and Sara slid the straps of the dress over her shoulders. Since Sara didn't hold the dress up, it fell to the floor and she took a step to the side. Since Michael wasn't prepared for that, he instinctively kneeled down and picked up the dress. He draped it over the chair with his clothes.
Turning around and seeing Sara in only a black bra and panties stunned him. Still wearing high heels made her look incredibly sexy. For the second time tonight, Sara saw Michael's gaze become intense and now it was filled with desire too. Sara walked up to him, put her hands on his chest and kissed him. The kisses started softly, but grow more hungrier by the seconds.
"I am so in love with you." Michael whispered in a sultry voice with their lips just an inch apart.
Michael's words sent warm thrills down her spine. The feeling of being in love and be loved back is an amazing feeling. Frankly, it's a bit overwhelming. She never felt like this before, never knew you could feel this much. All those years of using alcohol and drugs to numb her feelings, she must have missed out on so much. On the other hand, it may be for the best, that she never did feel back then. Or she maybe would have mistaken lust for love and end up with one of the losers she did feel a little bit of happiness with.
It was smart to wait for real love, the love she had for Michael. And if she doesn't get an outlet of some of these feelings, she is going to burst. She needs him now. She know she said they had all time in the world, but it was going to slow. She really needs him, she craved him so badly.
Sara moved them to the bed. She removed her underwear and to her joy, Michael's gaze got even more intense. She definitely had his attention. Michael dispatch of his boxers, closed the distance between them and pressed their naked bodies together. The heat between them raised several degrees.
Michael wanted this night to be perfect, they both had longed for this night. It was the start of their new life together. With that last coherent thought, Michael lowered them down on the bed. The passion flooded through their bodies and guided their hands to the perfect spots to drive each other crazy with desire. They managed to stay at the edge before the passion got too strong and they gave in to their feelings and made love. The world could stop exist, they wouldn't notice it, it was just them and their love for each other.
