N: Hello all you wonderful souls. Guess what? It's the last day of 2017, where in the world did this year go? It feels like I blinked and poof, last day. Anyway, I hope that you will make the best of it and start the new year with excitement and determination. Here we are, the story is moving along nicely and I'm really starting to enjoy it now. Thank you for those amazing reviews, it warms my heart to see so many people that are still passionate about these two amazing women.
Any and all mistakes are mine.
Bo: Lewis, today is the day. I'm spending the whole day with my friends and then the small party before I leave. After that, I'm on the plane and on my way. Still hoping that you'll come soon x
I smiled, closed my car door and shoved my phone into my bag. Bo was more than excited about coming to Canada, and I felt the same way because I would be seeing her tonight. The fact that she didn't know I was here already gave me a sense of satisfaction I couldn't even put into words, I couldn't wait to see her face. Her excited smile was one of the most adorable things I had ever seen, oh and when that dimple made itself known I was putty in her hands.
The late morning sun danced off of my skin as I skipped up to the studio. It was a beautiful day full of hope and happiness. I took a moment to think about this feeling I had as I walked to my office, it was a feeling I hadn't had in a long time. And if I was being honest, it had never been this earth-shattering before. Bo really shook my world and she was letting it fall into perfect pieces of innocent and well-deserved fulfilment.
I set my things down on my desk, scanning my office until my eyes fell on the photo Bo wanted to see so badly. I would need to get a move on with this exhibition if I wanted to surprise her with it because I wasn't sure if I would be able to keep her away for very long, she was a strong-willed woman and if she wanted something, she would stop at nothing to get it, that was something I was one hundred present sure of. Luckily I had put together a folder of the photos I wanted to use for this one, last night. I only had to discuss it with Jodie then I could get this show on the road.
I picked up my computer, powering up the well-developed technology while I sauntered to Jodie's office. I had to ask her to do me a favour, a favour involving the brunette I was making googly eyes at. I knocked quickly and entered her office, finding her sitting behind her desk, typing away on her own computer.
She looked up at me, "Good morning Boss."
I smiled, noticing the way the juniper green coloured top she was wearing made her features seem softer. I strolled over to her side and set my computer down, entering the folder that held the chosen photos and proudly placed my hands on my hips, "I planned out a new exhibition last night."
Jodie eyed me, raising a brow in amusement and leaned over to take a look at what I was presenting on the screen. After a moment, she looked back up at me, "A nature exhibit?"
I nodded eagerly, bending down to click on one of them. I skipped through a few to give her the vibe I was trying to create with these images, "I think it's the perfect exhibit to start with since I'm back."
"I agree," she said and picked up her coffee, taking a rather large sip.
I smiled, picking up my laptop and set it down on my lap when I sat down in one of the chairs at the front of her desk, "I want to notify the printers as soon as possible. This needs to get done because a special guest will be here to attend. I already to typed out an email I just need you to go over it and add the necessities."
She nodded, "Sure thing, just send it to me and I'll send it off today. Canvas print again?"
"Yes," I confirmed, "I gave specific instructions for one photo though, just make sure they confirm it."
Jodie scribbled my requests on her notepad, "Done and dusted."
"Good, then I have a favour to ask you."
She raised her brows at me, smiling softly, "It's not a favour when it's my job."
I glared at her, playfully shaking my head, "I need you to find out the flight number of someone. I need to know what time they'll be landing exactly."
Jodie frowned slightly at this unusual task, but I continued and grabbed her notepad along with a pen, "Her name is Ysabeau Dennis. She is flying in from New York," I slid the notepad back to her, "When you have the information, I need one more thing. There are three cab companies do pickups from airports. I want you to find out which one she is using and cancel it."
She studied the unique name I scribbled down, nodding slowly, "I can do that. Should I bring the info to your office later?"
"Yes please," I said, getting up and headed to the door.
"Hold up," Jodie hollered, "Kenzi's CV is on your desk along with those of the other new photographers. She'll be coming to see you right before lunch. Oh and, the meeting with Smash has been confirmed for tomorrow at lunchtime."
I nodded, "Thank you, Jodie."
My heart was beating rapidly while I marched to my office. This was really happening. I was really going to surprise Bo tonight. When I closed the door to my office, I leaned against it and an uncontrollable smile pulled at the corners of my lips. If just at the thought of her I couldn't contain a smile, what was going to happen when I was finally face to face with her? God, I hoped that I wasn't going to make a complete fool of myself. I took off towards my bag that was resting on my chair and pulled out my phone. I typed with trembling hands.
You have an exciting day ahead. Have fun and let me know when you've landed.
I set my phone down with a smile, I was growing more and more excited for tonight with each passing second. Now the seconds of this day just had to pass by like the wind was blowing them right out of the window.
Three loud knocks landed on my door. Seconds after, before I could even give an enter instruction, the door flew open and in walked Kenzi, in full-blown black with two blue and pink stripes on either side of her hair, "What's cracking Boss?"
She asked, closed the door and made herself comfortable on a chair. I smiled at her, wondering if her hair had been that way yesterday, "Good morning Kenzi."
She nodded, licking her thumb and index finger. When it came back out of her mouth it was a deep red colour, the colour you would get after you just finished a bag of tomato chips, "Do you think you'll be getting a vending machine anytime soon? Bringing your own lunch is a bit of a drag."
I raised my brows, hiding the amused smile that was threatening to spill, "I will surely look into that." I opened her file, "Okay so, I took a look at your CV and I must say, I'm very impressed. You graduated photography with flying colours and you've been involved in many creative shoots, especially those that are rich in street culture. You also come highly recommended, I see you've worked with some pretty well-known companies."
Kenzi nodded, "Gotta stay close to who you are."
I smiled, "And I want you to do just that here at my studio, permanently."
Her eyes widened, "Are you serious?"
My smile broadened and I reached over the desk, holding my hand out to her, "Welcome to the team Miss Malikov."
By this point her eyes were sparkling, she looked like she had just won the lottery and shook my hand eagerly, "Thank you, so much."
I nodded sincerely, she was at a loss for words and it told me that she was truly grateful, "Okay let's get down to business." I picked up the file I had created today for her project, "Smash, the clothing store wants to use us for their shoots, but they've asked for a test run first to see if they like our work. So I think it's perfect, it gives us the opportunity to add a huge company to our books and for me to get familiar with your style. I think you're perfect for this shoot, their clothing is close to the style you have so you understand the importance of it and I know you have the creativity to pull this off."
I handed her the file, giving her a chance to look it through. I continued, "We have a meeting with them tomorrow at lunchtime so we can go over everything and so you can know what they want. I'm going to leave you be with this project, but if you have any questions just ask me or Jodie, our doors are always open."
Kenzi smiled while paging through the file, "Sounds good."
"Great," I said, "Do you have any current questions?"
She shook her head, "Other than the vending machine, not really."
I nodded, getting up. She mimicked my actions and followed me to the door. I smiled at her, "I'll see you tomorrow."
She stepped outside, "Have a good one Boss."
And with that, she was out of sight, leaving me alone with my thoughts that were filled with the image of a certain brunette. I just wanted this day to get on with its hours already, I could be having so much more fun with Bo right now.
I spent my lunchtime glossing over the rest of the CV's Jodie had left on my desk. Everyone had a lot of potential and I was excited to see the way they all would contribute to the studio. But something did catch my eye, none of them seemed to have the spark that Kenzi had. For some reason, I was looking forward to working with Kenzi more than any of the other photographers. There was just something about her that stood out and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. After lunch I spent some time in the gallery, studying the area and the vibe each place held. I started mapping out where I would be putting which photo, this had to be perfect otherwise it would backfire.
I was staring at the place on the wall where I wanted to put that special photo for Bo when the soft clicking sound of Jodie's heels cut off my thoughts. She came to stand next to me and handed me a piece of paper, "Here you go. Her flight lands at seven thirty and she'll be coming from exit nine. I also cancelled the cab."
I turned to her while staring at the piece of paper that held the map to the beautiful brunette, "Thank you, Jodie, I appreciate it."
"No problem Boss. Just make sure you treat her right."
My eyes froze in my head, "Excuse me?'
A slight giggle came from my assistant, "She's the special guest that the next exhibit is for right? Otherwise, why would I be stalking her."
I narrowed my eyes at her, "It's not stalking when it's for a good cause."
"Yep, that's what they all say. Remember what I said." She warned before leaving me alone again.
I eyed her while she walked away, clutching the small piece of paper in my hands. When she was gone I checked my watch, I still had a few hours left before I would need to depart. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and when I pulled it out I smiled at the name.
Bo: According to my friends, I should consider staying in New York. Do you agree with them?
I smiled at her text, she was obviously trying to get a reaction out of me.
Objection, prosecutor Dennis. I do believe that you should go to Canada, many opportunities lie forth.
Bo: Oh yeah, what kind of opportunities?
The kind you don't want to miss.
Bo: Come on Lauren, enlighten me.
I sighed, what was she getting at here? She was being a lot more 'adventurous' after the texts we shared last night and it was extremely alluring.
Remember those 'shivering consequences' you were telling me about last night?
Bo: Go on...
I laughed, feeling a wonderful sensation of heat travelling up my neck. But it was not the time for this, as much as I would've loved to continue this conversation, it was her last day in New York and I wanted her to focus on her friends and family, not me.
You know what I'm talking about. Stop texting me and have fun with your friends.
Bo: You're no fun, we'll have to work on that x
I shoved my phone back into my pocket, shaking my head in an amused way and left the gallery. I had to finish some work before I left later today.
I stared at myself in the mirror, my bedroom was strewn with clothes, my closet empty with all the styled fabric I owned lying on the floor. I sighed, turning side to side, trying to decide if my dark blue button down was a good choice. I couldn't believe that I was so nervous that I couldn't even dress. I inhaled deeply while smoothing out my shirt, silently telling myself that I needed to calm down. Knowing Bo, she would smell my fear and call me out on it just so she could get me to relax. But it was Bo I was talking about here, I would be okay. I glanced at the bouquet of flowers eagerly resting on my bed, waiting to be handed off into the arms of that headstrong brunette. I didn't know if getting her flowers was a bit cliché, but I didn't want to stand there empty-handed. Plus, Bo loved flowers, so I knew she wouldn't mind it.
I left the house smelling good and feeling ready. I weaved through traffic and drove with purpose, my fingers tapping the steering wheel all the way while I played different scenarios in my head of how this could go down. The moment I parked my car I got out quickly and half jogged to the massive, busy building. The moment I entered through the giant glass doors, echoed chatter filled my ears and I was immediately surrounded with people from all over the world, the different languages that drifted from conversations to my ears made me smile, it was culture in its truest form.
I shoved my fingers into my back pocket and pulled out the small piece of paper Jodie had given me earlier, silently thanking her because I would have forgotten where to go if it wasn't for this. My nerves never made me forget things but apparently, when it came to Bo, everything was turned upside down. I gave the stems of the flowers a firm squeeze of encouragement and off I went, making my way through the bundles of people as fast as I could. I wondered if they had gotten out yet, but when I checked my watch I saw that it was already way past landing time, she was here somewhere. With careful steps to keep myself hidden, I neared exit nine, studying the people on the escalator with a specific goal of spotting an impressive woman with impeccable beauty.
An older man that was wearing a hat stepped to the side to assist his lady with something, and when he did I spotted her. Standing half behind the man, with her nose buried in a brochure of Toronto, she was squinting but with a soft smile on her face as she turned the pages. And just then my heart skipped a beat, she was absolutely beautiful when she was deep in thought and unaware of her surroundings. I stood there, clutching the flowers, shaking my head as I stared at her. I couldn't even form a coherent thought other than I wanted to be close to her. When she looked up I moved quickly and hid behind a group of men, giving myself a few extra seconds to soak in the wonderful image that was Bo Dennis. She reached the bottom of the escalator and stepped forward, steadying the travel bag she had over her shoulder and followed behind a few people to retrieve her luggage. She pulled out her phone, multitasking on her way to the baggage carousel.
I followed her slowly, studying the way her hips moved and how that jean hugged her in all the right ways. I shook my head, swallowing dryly, how could someone be that drop dead gorgeous. I frowned when I spotted people looking her way, they stared at her like she was a meal and it gave me a protective feeling. But I smiled because I knew who Bo was texting right now. My phone buzzed, and I pulled it out quickly, smiling like an idiot at her text.
Bo: Lewis, I made it. looking forward to hearing more about those opportunities x
I shoved my phone back into my pocket and held the flowers in a more romantic way. Bo stood with the other people, waiting for her luggage to come into view. I stared at her from behind and for the first time noticed how impressive her jawline was from behind. I licked my lips, shifting my weight to distract myself from certain thoughts. She shimmied through a few people then and grabbed her suitcase, lugging it off of the carousel and moved away again to allow the other people access. I smoothed out my shirt once more and wiped my hand on my jeans, the damn thing couldn't stop sweating and it was irritating me. Bo moved to stand near a pillar and put down her travel bag as well, getting her phone out again. She was about to call the cab company to hear if her car had arrived, I had to act now.
With a racing heart and nerves that threatened to strangle me, I gave slow steps towards the oblivious brunette. Her back was turned to me and I used that to my advantage. I inhaled deeply to get my voice to a steady point and spoke, "Excuse me, ma'am, do you need help with your luggage?"
Bo turned around with a soft smile, but the moment her eyes found mine that smile disappeared and her mouth fell open completely, followed by the widening of her chocolate brown eyes, "Oh my God... Oh my God," she repeated, sounding more shocked the second time, "Lauren, what are you doing here?"
I smiled at her, "Opportunity number one done and dusted."
A smiled broke out and spread from ear to ear on her face, "I thought that you were in England."
"Well, I figured I that I couldn't let you take on the city all by yourself."
Bo shook her head at me, staring at me with excited eyes, "I can't believe you're here. This is great."
I held out the flowers, my hands shaking slightly, "These are for you. I know that you know what they mean, so it saves me from making a fool of myself with a speech."
She accepted the bouquet of Daffodils, "New beginnings, respect, love, affection." Her eyes closed and she leaned in to smell them, her eyes closing momentarily and I felt something ache in my chest. Her eyes opened again and she smiled at me, "Lewis, I'm starting to believe that I'm not the only hopeless romantic between the two of us."
I shook my head at her and moved to her luggage before she saw me blushing, "Shall we go?"
Bo stood her ground, "Have I ever told you that you're adorable when you're nervous?"
I looked at her, trying to hide the smile that was threatening to spill, "I believe you have."
She stepped closer to me, "Well now I'm saying it again."
I inhaled deeply, desperately trying to escape the situation before I crumbled into a heap of desire. I took a small step back to grab her luggage. She smiled at me catching on that I was extremely nervous and nodded, grabbing her travel bag. She held the flowers close to her while we walked out of the airport, talking about how the flight was and the strange lady that sat next to her. Apparently, she had five kids and smelled like cookie dough. I laughed at Bo as we walked down the parking lot on the other side of the street. When we approached my car she suddenly stopped, "Shit, I have to call and cancel my cab."
I chuckled when she scrambled to grab her phone, "There's no need."
Bo raised a brow, staring at me, "What do you mean?"
I sighed, now I did feel like a stalker, "I kind of found out which cab company you were using and cancelled it."
Both of her brows raised now, "You come prepared."
I motioned for her to follow me, "Something like that."
I unlocked the car and put her bags in the trunk, smiling when I casually sauntered to the passenger's side and opened the door for her. She eyed me with an impressed look, but I could see that she was holding back a laugh. I glided into my seat, starting up the car and off we went. This was actually very uncharacteristic of me, I had never been the type to be romance someone, but it was like I felt compelled to do it with Bo, there was something about her that had me wanting to spoil her as much as I could.
When we were on the highway when I glanced at her, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm starving, I didn't eat anything at the party because I didn't get the chance to. My mother didn't allow me to do anything actually, she followed me around like a lost puppy."
I chuckled, "She already misses you I'm sure. Is she in favour of the move?"
"For the most time yes," she sighed, "At first she didn't want to know anything about it but once I explained most of the benefits to her she actually encouraged me to go."
"She sounds wonderful Bo."
"She really is, I don't know what I'd do without her."
We spent the rest of the drive talking about her mother, Carol sounded like the type of woman you would go to after a bad day. She was the type who would pour you a glass of milk and offer you cookies while you rambled on about your problems. The woman sounded very down to earth, and now I knew why Bo was the way she was, she had a wonderful mother that raised her right. Bo's father passed away while she was in high school, a terrible car accident that almost tore their family apart. I listened contently while she spoke, and the way she spoke about her father's death only showed me how strong she actually was. She had been through a lot in her life.
While we drove through the city, Bo was being all talkative and excited about everything she wanted to see. It was quite the sight to see her so excited, her eyes were but just the mere fact that she was with me in my car was enough to make my heart race. She was finally here, and I didn't know how I could explain to her how much it meant to me.
"I hope you're okay with burgers." I said as I pulled into the driveway of the restaurant.
"Are you kidding?' Bo asked as she got out of the car, "Burgers are the best."
I laughed as we fell into stride next to each other. Our arms were brushing and it was making me hold my breath. The relationship that was forming between Bo and I was going to take time to develop, I already knew that there was going to be many layers. We didn't really know each other when you thought of how long we've actually known each other, but it felt like I've known her my whole life and I was clinging to that. The only thing I was one hundred present certain of was the fact that I wanted to see where this could go.
We took our seats in a booth that was located in the far corner. The blue and red colours of this place made me feel even more on edge.
"Lauren calm down, I can hear you tapping your foot."
I looked at Bo who was staring me down with a smile and crossed my legs, nodding. The waiter came and took our orders, smiling like a little kid the second he laid his eyes on Bo. When he left Bo cleared her throat, "I hope you're going to keep that promise of being my tour guide."
I smiled, nodding slightly, "Of course, I have a few places I want to show you."
She smiled back at me, "Great." Then her gaze shifted from lighthearted to serious and genuine, "Can I just say how much I love the fact that you're here, I didn't expect this at all."
I felt my cheeks warm up, "I hope you don't mind that I kind of stalked you."
"Stalk all you want Lewis, you made my day. How long have you been here?"
The waiter came back and set our drinks down. And I took a large sip of my coke, enjoying the calming effect the coldness caused, "I landed on Thursday."
Bo's mouth fell open, "So you mean to tell me I've been begging none stop that you'll come sooner and all the while you've been home."
I chuckled, "Why do you think I avoided the topic so much?"
She smiled softly, "I must admit, I was getting pretty scared that you were going to stay there longer just so you don't have to face me."
"Why would you think that?"
Her hands went to the sides of her face and she groaned, "I don't know, I just, this whole thing with Dyson and the fact that he's your brother, I was scared that was going to stop you from, from finding out what this," she motioned between us, "could be. Now I know it sounds a bit far-fetched, and we haven't known each other that long bu-'
"Bo stop," I said, grabbing her hand. It caught me off guard as well but I loosened my grip a bit and rested our hands on the table, she was feeling just as insecure about this as I did, "The fact that Dyson is my brother is the least of my worries right now, I do care about what he's going to think but in all honesty Bo, he's happy with Tamsin, they belong together and I think I deserve to be happy too. I wasn't avoiding you, I've been staring at the clock nonstop these last few days in hopes that I'll be able to make time go faster. You and I both know that we have a strange bond that kicked off since the first moment we met, and yes, my back did bruise," Bo chuckled at my attempt to make the situation a bit lighter, "But I've been wanting nothing more than to see your face and hear you laugh." I gave her hand a firm squeeze after my ramble.
All she did was stare at me with a smile. It felt like there was electricity between our hands, because all I felt was warmth, she was warm and her skin was soft and her smile made it feel like my heart was going to jump right out of my chest. She allowed herself to be vulnerable and to me that smelled like progress.
"Were they really that much in the way?" she asked, trying to hold back a laugh.
I nodded, raising my brows, "No I just magically fell over nothing."
She gave my hand a firm squeeze, "At least I was there to save you."
I smiled, her sparkly eyes melting my sarcastic pose, "Guess I was lucky then."
Our food arrived, and the waiter set it down quickly. I laughed at Bo, she was eyeing her burger like it was the love of her life, but I didn't blame her because the aroma of the greasy goodness in front of us was enough to give anyone heart eyes. I gave her hand one last squeeze before I let it go, frowning at the coldness that replaced the warmth I experienced just seconds ago.
Bo popped a french-fry into her mouth, "I agree with you. Dyson and Tamsin are meant for each other. I had a long talk with him and he told me a lot of things. It all makes sense now," she said, staring into my eyes with a slight frown, "We didn't have a good relationship because neither of us truly felt something for each other, it can only work when it's genuine."
The way she looked at me when she spoke those words sent a shiver down my spine, it was like she was trying to tell me something but she was afraid that she was going to lose her nerve. Bo cleared her throat, "Tell me, how are things at work?"
Bo and I had a passionate discussion about the studio. How I started it and what inspired me to make it a gallery as well. I loved the way she listened when I was talking. Her eyes didn't leave mine, she held eye contact with me like her life depended on it and she had great comments about all the things I told her. I was blown away by how mature Bo was, I had met many people years older than we were who were as immature as juniors in high school. But not Bo, she was on a whole different level, and her actions spoke a thousand words. While we talked she would grab my hand, or run circles over my knuckles or give it a firm squeeze when she was trying to get her point across. I debated on scooting over and sitting next to her because I just craved being close to her. But that would be a bit too much for her first day here.
We payed the bill after we had milkshakes. She protested when I offered to pay for all of it but I didn't want to hear it.
Bo shook her head at me while we got up from the booth, "I can't believe you paid for everything."
"What can I say, when you mix great food with great conversation it deserves payment."
"You're impossible Lauren." She laughed as we left the restaurant.
I glanced at my watch, it was around ten. I smiled at Bo, "Shall we depart to your apartment?"
She looked at me, raising her brow, "Yes we shall, I'm beyond tired, it was a busy day." She handed me a piece of paper. It was the adress of her apartment. I knew exactly where it was.
I chuckled as we got in the car. It roared to life and I pulled out of the parking lot and sped off towards her apartment. If there was one thing I learned about Bo tonight, it was that she was crazy about lights. Especially city lights, she kept pointing and talking excitedly like a little kid and it had me struggling to keep my eyes on the road. It was like I didn't want to miss a single thing she did, because all of her movements seemed to be so elegant and precise that it intrigued me. It wasn't long until I pulled up at the apartment complex. I was impressed, I was expecting an apartment high up in some building but she chose a complex, and a good one at that. I should have known, she was so in love with nature it was a certainty that she would choose a home where she could have her own little garden. We got out and grabbed her things out of the trunk, my heart racing when she approaced me with an intense gaze.
"I'll walk you to the door?" I offered, clutching the handle of her suitcase.
She nodded, "Right this way Miss Lewis."
I smiled at her and followed her. We entered through a single soft sqeaking black gate, garden lights greeting us the moment we entered.
"Oh wow." Bo said in amazement, grinning from ear to ear.
Her apartment was the third one on the left, a cozy looking place with plants in the front. She bent down and reached into the mailbox, pulling out a set of keys along with a paper that seemed to be instructions. I heard the lock of the front door give and on went a light. She sighed with content and entered the house. I followed quickly, my eyes darting around as I took in the beautiful decor the place had. It was evident that someone had done this for her, but kudos to her because she had great taste. I loved how Bo's apartment had warm colours, gingerbread coloured bookshelves lined the far wall and her sofas were soft, almost tortilla coloured.
"It's beautiful Bo." I said in awe as I closed the door behind me. Moving further into the open plan apartment.
Bo took off down the short hall, "The bedroom is back here."
I took that as my signal to take her bag there and shimmied over the wooden floors, lugging her suitcase to her current destination. My eyes widened when I entered the bedroom, coming face to face with a massive bed covered in puffy white sheets. I set her suitcase down by her closet, turning to face her. She sighed, "I wish I could offer you some coffee but I need to do some shopping first."
I chuckled, taking a step closer to her, "I understand." I stared into her eyes, "I'm so happy that you're here Bo."
She took a step as well, bringing us within touch distance of each other, "I'm the one that's happy Lauren. You've made my day."
I smiled shyly, running a hand through my slightly wavy hair, "Then it has been a good day I guess."
"Very," she said softly, gently grabbing my hands, "I have a request."
I tilted my head, "Go right ahead."
"Okay," Bo took in a deep breath, swallowing, "Since you refused to let me pay for dinner, I want to make it up to you. Can I take you out to dinner tomorrow night?"
My words were lost into the tension filled air, and all I could do was nod, clearing my throat to wake up my voice, "That sounds great."
She smiled, sighing in relief, "Can I go ahead and assume that it would be our first date?"
"Yes you can." I answered almost immediately, the excitemeny her words brought me had me blurting it out.
Bo shook her head, "Good Lord your mother is really going to hate me, I don't even want to think about your father, or Dyson."
"Don't think about them then. They're my problem." I lifted our hands slightly, "I have to head home, I have a meeting tomorrow and the last thing I want is to be tired."
She nodded, letting go of one of my hands, holding steadily onto the other and pulled me out of the room. All I could do was stare at that impressive jaw while I walked slightly behind me. I was going to have all my days with self control from now on, it was evident. We came to a stop at her door, Bo standing rather close to me, "I'll pick you up at seven?"
I nodded, smiling at her, "I'll send you my adress."
"Sounds great." She said, staring at me.
I raised my shoulders, "Guess I should go now."
Bo smiled softly, nodding slowly, "I'll see you tomorrow."
She leaned in then, tilting her head and placed a soft, lingering kiss on my cheek. I closed my eyes at the feeling of her face so close to mine, it was a feeling I couldn't describe. Bo pulled back with questioning eyes and I returned a smile, letting her know that the action was okay. I let go of her hands and opened the door, knowing that if I didn't leave now I would do something that wasn't right for this night. I glanced at her one more time before I closed the door, my chest tightening as I walked to my car with much protest.
Asking myself why I didn't just kiss her like I wanted to right then and there. Now that we were away from prying eyes, the tension we had was rearing its head, giving me a look that said I wouldn't be able to win.
N: And so the fun begins :D
