Chapter 4: Burning Desire

Mason and I had settled on watching Prisoners—a psychological thriller film. I hated horror films and romantic films were just overrated. Don Jon was playing but I highly doubted that Mason would feel comfortable watching the film with me. And I had kind of already seen it a couple of times. Okay maybe more like five times. But hey, Joseph Gordon-Levitt was just too good to resist.

The movie had gone exceptionally well and it had been a decent film with great cinematography. I tried not to talk much about the film as a critic because I knew it would have just bored Mason out of his mind.

After the movie, we ended up going to a small Mexican restaurant that was a couple of blocks away from the movie theater.

"You know, I really liked that film. I mean, at first I was at lost for words. Shit, it was crazy, no doubt. I didn't really know what to think but now, well now I've reached the conclusion that I liked it." Mason had definitely loved the film and kept on talking about it all throughout dinner, which I didn't mind. I loved hearing his opinion. They were a little vague and too general but they were good and it was a nice change than just being stuck alone in my apartment or working at the restaurant. It kind of reminded me why I had majored in film studies and not business like my parents had encouraged me.

"I apologize for the delay guys, our chef is having a full schedule because the other chef didn't show up today" the waitress gave us an apologetic smile as she sat down our plates. Being a waitress myself, I could totally understand.

"You know what sounds awesome?" I asked Mason after a few minutes of quiet, there was just something about me that didn't get along with silence.

"Going ice skating," I said with a stone faced but I had actually been dying to go ice skating, it sounded so exciting and I had been wanting to go but I never had anyone to go with. All my friends had moved on with their lives, either going to graduate school or working. So, I hadn't had anyone to really go with. But I knew Mason would totally want to, because there was a glint in his eyes, telling me that he loved the idea.

"Oh I don't know Hathaway. I think I may be too tired." He made a show of yawning and laying his head next to his plate, careful not to put that red hair in his enchiladas.

"Well you know, I could just find myself another person to go with. I mean that guy over there looks like fun." And very good looking. He was blonde and tall and he was staring at me from the bar.

I wasn't interested at all but my flirtatious character was suddenly awake and I grinned at the guy, causing his smirk to widen.

"Rose, are you freaking kidding me! Are you actually flirting with that guy while I'm here!" Mason threw his arms around him, emphasizing that he was indeed here. I hadn't meant to grin at the guy, and it had just come upon me.

I turned to look at Mason and saw that he was genuinely hurt about my flirting moment and I instantly felt bad.

"Sorry, Mase. I just smiled at him. And I was trying to prove my point! Maybe he'll go ice skating with me because you refuse!" After that, we went back and forth and the guy was soon forgotten, while we made plans to go ice skating.

"Do you want anything for dessert? I've heard the cheesecake here is off the hook! " Mason held the menu in his hands, while he looked at me expectantly.

"Yea, sure. Cheesecake it is" I replied, unable to refuse desert. I mean, really who the hell refuses fucking desert? It's probably one of the best things about dinner.

The waitress, who I came to know as Mia, came to take our dessert order and I saw her eyes linger a second too long on Mason. Someone seemed to have caught her attention. However, he didn't even pay her a second glance.

"I think Mia has a little crush." Okay, so maybe crush was exaggerating, but she definitely liked what she saw.

"Mia?" His eyebrows shot up and then realization shot down on him. "Oh, the waitress. No. I no." He was blushing.

Mason looked adorable blushing, with his freckles and red hair to complement the look.

Mia came back before another word was uttered and I took my chance.

"Hey, Mia." She looked at me, although I knew that she was staring at Mason from the corner of her eye. "Mason here, would like to know if he can have your number?"

The reactions I got from both of them were hilarious. Mason's eyes were so wide that I thought they were going to jump out of their sockets and he was pulling at the tablecloth that he managed to spill his drink all over him. As for Mia, well she actually dropped to the floor, taking the delicious looking cheesecake with her. They both stood there, red and embarrassed and I couldn't help but bust out laughing.

"You are an evil little thing, Miss Hathaway" I knew that velvet voice anyone. Dimitri.

I turned around and saw Dimitri wearing his full smile, making my heart flutter. It had to be a crime to be that gorgeous while smiling.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had a Gala to go?" The Gala that had been in the back of my mind this whole time. Even after having a great time with Mason, I couldn't help but wonder what would had happened if I had accompanied Dimitri to his event. Another question that kept popping in my mind was; who had replaced me?

But now looking at him wearing jeans, a black t-shirt, and ... a duster? He couldn't have possibly gone to the Gala.

My suspicions were proven true when he replied.

"Oh I couldn't possibly go after I was refused by my date." The statement had been said in a playful voice but I couldn't help and blush at it.

"I'm so—" I was interrupted by Mia's girly squeals.

She was finally in her feet. "Oh guys. I'm so sorry. I… I don't know why I did that. I'll get you another piece. I'll be right back." She left before anyone had a chance to reply.

"Rose." Mason's voice was angry.

"Yes?" My voice was small and I was seriously scared of what Mason was going to say.

His angry glare was on me but something—or should I say someone—caught his attention and he turned his glare to the subject. However, his glare suddenly turned into a scared look. I was startled but then I realized that Dimitri had caught his attention.

I turned my eyes to Dimitri and I saw his eyes on fire and his lips turned into a growl. For the first time since we met though, the look wasn't meant for me. For which I was grateful. But I also didn't think Mason deserved it. He had every right to be mad at me.

"Mason, I'm sorry." My words appeared to register and he focused back on me, his glare gone, but I could tell he was still a little mad. "I didn't expect that. I was just trying to make a little joke."

His eyes soften and I could see by his posture that the anger was diffusing.

"It's okay Rose. And I mean Mia is cute. I wouldn't mind getting her number." He looked off into where she disappeared.

I turned back to Dimitri, his face expression had also softened and he stood there, silent and watchful.

"Do you want to go somewhere after this?" I didn't know where we would go, but I suddenly wanted to spend some time with Dimitri. He nodded and that was all I got out of him.

I turned back to Mason and noticed his drink still dripping from the table.

"Mmm, Mase?" He looked to me. "Have you noticed that your soda has been dripping on you for the past twenty hours?"

It was as if he had really not felt the wetness of his pants, he shot up quickly as if he was on fire. The jeans were soaked with his drink and I couldn't help but let out another laughing fit.

Who didn't realize that their pants were soaking up their drinks? I mean, after all, your pants were getting, well… wet!

Mason reached for the napkins but there were only enough to soak up a small portion of the mess in his pants.

He groaned and hung his head in embarrassment as he walked towards the bathroom to clean himself up. While he was gone, Dimitri still stood behind our booth in complete silence and Mia returned with another piece of pie. However, I had lost my appetite for the dessert

Mia waited around, although she didn't say, I knew she wanted to talk to Mason and was too embarrassed to ask me about him, so I answered before she tortured herself wondering if he had taken off or not.

"He went to the restroom, he'll be back soon." Mia's smile widened and she focused her eyes on the direction of the restroom. Oh someone was smitten. How cute.

Mia waited for Mason to get back and once he did he talked to her and they exchanged numbers. He was still embarrassed about the situation so he went home, leaving me alone with Dimitri.

I wasn't sure how to feel about the situation. Of course, since I had met Dimitri all I wanted to do was spend some time getting to know him... And some other things that didn't included talking. But now that he stood in front of me. I had no idea what to do and I was over thinking everything.

I tried to recall how I looked. The red blouse I wore did amazing things for my curves; it hugged them tightly but at the same time, I would admit that I needed to hit the gym. My stomach was definitely suffering a bit from it. It wasn't anything exaggerated but at the same time, it wasn't exactly flat and I wanted to bump my head against the table. Why did I let myself go!

I noticed Dimitri was observing me, or well checking me out—or at least that what he appeared to be doing. And that dark look and playful scowl made me gain confidence. He liked what he saw. And soon the whole extra pounds I'd gained dilemma flew out of my mind.

Dimitri didn't talk or complimented me in any way whatsoever; however his stare spoke for him. His eyes were dark and sensual—full of desire.

I felt something I hadn't felt in some time, I felt beautiful. Dimitri eyes admired me with so much appreciation that it was hard not to feel it. A burning sensation started in my stomach and I felt breathless. His stare was too powerful.

Even though his eyes were free to roam my body, I stared straight into those chocolate color orbs. Unable to break free from my trance, I moved my body, trying to come up with something that would distract me from that animalistic desire stare.

I ended up rubbing my legs together, which only caused Dimitri to groan and my trance to deepen.

A moan was so close to leaving my lips when Dimitri spoke, his voice a little harsh and deeper than usual.

"We should probably get out of here."

Finally, taking my eyes off him I looked around and saw that Mia was just waiting for us to leave, to come clean the table. So I nodded and stood up from my seat, incapable of uttering a single word because my brain was a mushy mess.

Dimitri gave me his hand to take, which I was shocked by, but instantly took it. Warmth enfolded my hand and it spread throughout the rest of my body. It was a blissful feeling. And I closed my eyes, enjoying the warmth Dimitri offered my body with just once touch. I couldn't imagine what it would feel like to have his whole body against mine. Would it be like just like this, only one hundred times better? What about if we were both naked?

"Rose." Dimitri's amused voice startled me out of my musings and I had the feeling that this wasn't the first time that he had called my name.

"Mmm?" I hadn't noticed that we had come to a stop, in front of a black car. I wasn't very knowledgeable about cars, as I didn't really care for them, but I could definitely see that his car was only the best. Perhaps a Mercedes Benz, but I wasn't quite sure.

"I was wondering where you wanted to go?" His eyes were soft and I couldn't imagine that this was the same man that had yelled at me during my first day of work.

"Ice skating." Dimitri smiled wide as he went to open the door for me. Once inside the car, the sexual tension only increased but I did my best to ignore it. However, Dimitri was a different story. He kept rubbing his hand against mine, or my thigh, or my elbow. Any place that he could "accidentally" touch.

I didn't mind it at all. But his teasing only heightened my desire for him and at the speed we were going I doubted I could make it to the skating rink before I jumped his bones.

Thankfully, the skating ring that we found online was not far from the restaurant so it only took fifteen minutes to get there. The longest fifteen minutes of my life, that is.

As soon as the car was parked I went flying out of the car, trying to regain somewhat of normality and trying to keep my mind out of the gutter. If I had to guess, I would guess that Dimitri was some type of sorcerer, he kept bewitching me, only increasing my desire for him every time I saw him.

I don't know how he did it, but he made it seem like he wasn't even aware of what he was doing to me. It made me a little angry too, that I didn't excite the same type of reaction out of him. Was it because he didn't find me as attractive as his other women?

Don't go there Rose! For right now he has chosen you, so just go with it and forget about everything else.

It wasn't my crazy thoughts that made me forget my former thoughts though, it was the look that Dimitri was giving me—a look full of hunger as he stared at my exposed skin that my short pencil skirt didn't cover.

The feeling inside my tummy was just growing, in a painful way too, so I started walking, hoping that the feeling will diffuse with the movement. Only, it did no such thing as Dimitri caught up with me and kept giving me that lustful stare.

A part of me wanted to tell him that we should just go back to the car and drive off to a hotel and get this thing over with. But I stopped myself, knowing fully that this was the type of thing that Dimitri was accustomed to—getting his way all the time. And although I wanted nothing more than to share a bed with him, I couldn't just throw myself at him the first time we went out. I needed to have some dignity.

We walked next to each other, our hands slightly touching. Once we reached the door I was about to pull it open, when his hand covered mine and brought it down from the door handle and he opened it.

I was a bit stunned, not sure whether it was because of Dimitri's hand touching mine or because he wouldn't even let me open a damn door.

We were going to start holding up a line soon if I didn't move, so I forced my feet to walk and forget how hard and rough Dimitri's hand felt against mine.

"You know I can open doors right?"

Dimtri didn't seem to understand what I was saying and he looked at me with an arched eyebrow, until amusement brighten his face.

"I know."

Thinking there was more to come, I waited. However, it appeared that that was all that Dimitri was going to share, and he went up to the counter, leaving me full of sexual tension and a bit of anger; not a nice combination.

"What size are you Rose?" How could he be so normal?!

"Seven" I mumbled, a bit grumpy from all the sexual desire this man made me feel.

So what do y'all think? Should Rose give into her desires and let Dimitri have his way with her ? (: