Everythings Right Here. Chapter 7 3

Usagi's father was outraged by the fact that "that waiter" had the nerve to even try to harm his little princess. He sent out the best agents and police to track him down. Meanwhile, her father had demanded that she buy a car instead of walking on the streets and taking taxis.

"Daddy. I don't want to drive, it's so stressful."

"Sure, walk on the streets some more…please. Usagi, you can't just walk on the streets after what happened. He cou.."

"He's going to leave me alone…" she interrupted.

"Yes, he'll leave you alone once his ass is in prison for hurting my baby. You're lucky Mr. Chiba was there to help you."

"Daddy…Mamoru…he's not bad. I want your approval…"

"Competing companies or not, anyone that helps my daughter is a friend of mine. In fact, I want you two to come to the manor this evening for supper."

"I don't want to ask him to do that."

"Sweetie. Do it for me."

"…alright…I s'pose I'll ask him…"

"So are ya going?" she prodded over the phone.

"You want me to meet your Dad…over dinner?" Secretly, Mamoru was making a face of terror, the kind every man makes when being force…asked to meet their ladies' parent.

"Please, it doesn't mean anything, he just wants to kind of thank you for helping me the other night…and I definitely want to give you a little something." She ended in a more sultry tone.

He gulped,"I liked the second part..but your parents?"

"Yes, you big baby. Be over on my floor at 7…you can help me pick out a dress."

"What do I wear?"

"You're a big boy, you can figure it out."

Mamoru groaned loudly in disapproval over the phone.

"Bye Sweetie!" she ended cheerfully.

In all reality, even Usagi was a bit frightened of Mamoru meeting her parents, even if the dinner was just to thank him. Her father had always been quick to anger, especially if it had anything to do with business. She wasn't sure where Mamoru stood in situations such as these. She began writing a list of things he could not mention during dinner.

She took another draw off her cigarette…slowly exhaling, "Absolutely NOTHING on any kind of sports team that is competition with any NY sports team."

'Gotta cover everything…' she was now glancing at the list, which had grown to two pages over an hour. 'This might be a little much…but better to be safe than sorry.'

Ding

"Who's there?"

"Me!"

'Who does she think it is?' Mamoru thought edgily, "…tells me to come up here at a certain time and doesn't even know. Women.'

She opened up the door.

She slowly took in his appearance…too formal…won't cut it.

"You look nice."

"Thank you. Are you going in that?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Mamoru. I'm going to a semi-formal dinner dressed in my tank top and ratty sweat pants…let's go before we're late!" she rolled her eyes. "What a question…what a question…"

"You can drop your coat on my bed if you want…can you help me pick out a dress, please?"

"If I can even see…there's like a thick fog encompassing your apartment. You know this, right?" He asked as he went around opening all the windows.

"I've been nervous! I had to smoke a few cigarettes…"

"A few?"

"Alright…so maybe more than a few." She said as they both walked back to her room.

"The blue, yellow or black one?"

Mamoru had begun to doze off after the first 15 Usagi had shown him.

"Yea, that'll look good together."

It was another half hour before she had picked one out for herself. She slipped it on and looked in the mirror of her walk-in closet. It had sex appeal, but was appropriate for a family dinner…and the red was sure to get Mamoru's blood racing. She came out of her closet to find Mamoru…asleep?

"Men…" she muttered.

'He probably just tired himself out thinking about tonight…' she thought. She spotted the list she had written and threw it away, he knows what he's doing.

She crawled next to him in quiet curiosity. She wondered how it would feel to curl up next to him. She watched his chiseled face slowly take deep, relaxed, breaths. Slowly, she ran her finger down from his earlobe to his chin.

'The epitome of a man…' she thought quietly.

He opened his eyes in a light stupor. They focused on a beautiful woman in bed with him…her blonde hair highlighting the color of her crimson dress…her cleavage bursting for freedom…

She innocently stared back at him.

'She's so young…but so incredibly sexy.' He growled in approval.

Without a word, she slowly rose from the bed. Mamoru was able to catch a glimpse of her pearly soft mounds from the bed…and he liked it.

"We should get going…would you mind driving over there too much?" she asked.

"No that's fine." He said as he got off the bed.

She waited for him at the doorway, her silky dress clinging to her soft curves.

As soon as he came to meet her at the door, she leaned up to him and kissed him on his neck.

He shuddered with pleasure, this was like a dream come true to him.

He looked in her eyes to see that they looked a bit glossy, her face was flushed…but not from alcohol.

"What is your next move, Mr. Mamoru?" she asked leaving her lips slightly parted.

Without an answer he slowly entwined both of their hands and held them against the wall. He took in her intoxicating feminine scent, she let out a hot sigh as she felt his nostrils flare along her neck.

He ran his hot tongue down the sensitive areas of her neck, ending at the collarbone with kisses that pierced her skin like glass. She arched toward him in sheer ecstasy. Mamoru came back up slowly, ravishing her neck once again…he caught his lips in hers. Usagi's small, but plump lips opened to him, almost if on command.

They kissed for what seemed a lifetime…

She broke away, "Mamoru..we really need to leave…they'll wonder where we are if we're late."

He suckled on her earlobe, "Alright…but I want to finish this later."

She coyly whispered, "Hmm…I might agree to that."

He backed away, "I think this is the first time I've seen you be so damn agreeable."

She came to her senses, "First…and last. Let's go."

"Welcome to our home, consider our things, your things, my boy." Her father said jovially.

Mamoru nodded in quiet appreciation, taking in the sight of fine art and architecture surrounding the house.

"Hi Daddy! Good to be home." Usagi grinned while eagerly hugging her father.

"Let's sit down to eat, then!" he smiled, winking at Mamoru.

"Hope you like lamb, Mamoru."

"Oh yes, sir."

"Good. Because we're having steak." He laughed.

Mamoru eyed Usagi at the comment, but she just chuckled. That was her Daddy for you.

"Mamoru, in all seriousness, I'm extremely thankful you saved my daughter…I always knew that scumbag waiter would…well…no matter…she's safe, and that's all that matters." He said toning his anger down.

"It was no problem, I do what I can, especially for Usagi. Wonderful steak, by the way…sir…"

Usagi laughed.

"Don't be so nervous, Mamoru…it's alright. My Dad won't bite, you know." She'd never seen him this nervous in her life. He always was so sure-footed. 'What a nice change…' she thought.

"No, I'm not nervous." He laughed it off.

"Okay." She said raising an eyebrow and kicking him from under the table.

"Yes, there's no room for nervousness at this table. Relax. Here, have some more wine." Her father said, pouring more into his glass.

"Thank you."

After much forced conversation from the three of them, it was finally over. Mamoru sighed in relief…wiping the sheet of sweat from his palms.

'God. There was so much tension in that room, I could cut it with a knife.' He thought. 'I bombed that one…way to go, Mamoru.'

"Daddy liked you." Usagi said as they were leaving.

"What?" he nearly jumped at this comment.

"Relax. I can tell when he likes people, and he definitely likes you, boy." She winked.

"God. You must have ESP or something, because I thought he hated me."

"Nope. You're one of the lucky ones…he usually crucifies the boys I bring home."

"Crucifies…huh?" he mentally formed an image and cringed.

"You look tense, babe." Her eyebrows raised as she slowly smiled.

"I just came out of hell." He frowned slightly.

She chuckled, "..Mmm…and you made it out alive." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger.

He sucked in a sharp breath, "Can we wait until we at least leave your property.

She laughed and jumped in his car, "I don't know what you're talking about…dear."

He rolled his eyes and drove them back to the hotel.

END CHAPTER

Author's Note: I know it's been a very long while since I've updated. I just now have the creative juice to start this story back up again. )

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