Chapter 7

As Tony drove back to her place just before 6pm, he was struck by how much being away from her for such a short time hurt him. He had only left at 1pm. He shook his head and smiled. He had turned overnight into one of those guys who ate, slept and breathed their girlfriends; and he loved it. He knew from their conversations that she hadn't seen Gaby in a while and he wanted to give her some time with her to catch up. Even though he was pretty sure that he would be the main topic of conversation by the look on Gaby's face.

He ran some errands and picked up some clothes for the next few nights. He thought he might be being a little presumptuous but then he knew it would be alright. He hoped that she was having the same pangs that he was. By the look on her face when he left the apartment, she was.

He let himself in with the key she'd given him and went into the bedroom. He dropped his bag on the floor as he looked at her. She was standing in front of the mirror putting on her makeup. She was wearing a simple black dress with a split in it and her hair fell around her shoulders. He walked towards her and whistled as he put his arms around her waist.

"You look really sexy baby."

She smiled and looked at him in the mirror. She spun around to face him and he took her face in his hands, kissing her passionately. She pushed him back until his legs met the end of the bed and they fell onto it; giggling like teenagers. He rolled over on top of her and kissed down her neck.

"You're going to wrinkle my dress! You've already messed up my make up."

"You're the one who pushed me on the bed senorita; I'm just following your lead."

She sat up and kissed him on the end of his nose, sliding out of his grasp and back over to the mirror again.

"It's dangerous to get a guy all riled up like that you know." She raised her eyebrows at him.

He sighed and took his shirt off, taking his bag into the bathroom.

He stepped out of the shower and began setting out his shaving things when she gasped and rushed up to him.

"What?" He said, alarmed.

"Don't shave! You look so hot with stubble. I forbid you." She took the razor out of his hand and put it back in his wash bag as he stood with his arms folded.

"You forbid me?" He said, raising his eyebrows at her. "So that's how it's going to be?"

She sat up on the counter in front of him and nodded with a huge smile on her face. He tried to stand in between her legs but she held them shut giggling. He finally just threw her over his shoulder and slapped her behind as he carried her into the bedroom. Ignoring her squeals he set her down on the bed but on her way down she grabbed the towel which he had wrapped around his waist leaving him totally naked.

She started laughing uncontrollably.

"Michelle! The curtains are open; the entire city can see me naked!" He said blushing slightly as he wrestled the towel from her grasp and ran back into the bathroom. As he shut the door she shouted after him.

"Don't shave!"