A/N: I only own Iris. Thank you for the review. Keep it up, please. I would like to know who ya'll want Iris to date. Please let me know. Enjoy the chapter.
John and I walked out to a waiting limo. We got in and he told the driver where we were going. I was kind of nervous. I didn't know how I felt things, but it had been so long since I had gone by my self with a guy. The ride to the restaurant was silent which just added to my nervousness. I could tell he was looking at me, and every now and then I would sneak a look at him. He was cute. He was in a white t-shirt that showed off his muscles, jeans, sneakers, and a Boston hat. We arrived and got out. I looked to see where he had taken me. We were in front of a nice Italian restaurant.
We went in and sat at the table. I felt so under dressed, but since he was dressed like me I didn't feel so out of place.
"You look nice tonight." he said to me. I looked back at him and smiled. I blushed and he laughed.
"Thanks." I said shyly. We looked over the menu and ordered.
"So, do I get an answer?" he asked me. I looked at him and decided to have fun.
"About?" I asked him. He looked at little worried.
"Tomorrow." he was attempting to remind me. He apparently thought I hadn't heard him.
"What is tomorrow?" I asked trying not to laugh.
"The hall of fame? Did you not hear me?" he asked a little annoyed.
"I heard ya. I would be happy to go with you." I told him. He smiled and his dimples came out. I loved it when he smiled. He was so cute.
Do I have feelings for him? What about Dave? I thought. He looked at me.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked me.
"How hungry I am." I said. I lied.
"I am hungry too. You want to dance?" he asked me.
"Um. John, no one else is dancing." I pointed out to him.
"That is because we are the only ones here. I called ahead and they opened it just for us." he said. I was surprised. He must have planned this.
Does he like me? Don't be stupid. He probably does this for everyone. I thought.
"Do you want to?" he asked me again.
"Sure." I said a little unsure of his motives now. I know I am very suspicious of people, but I have a reason to be. The last guy I dated only wanted to meet Paul and get in my pants. That relationship didn't turn out to well. I got up and John lead me to the dance floor. The band played a slow song. I looked at John who immediately wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was dancing.
"You ok? You seem tense." he asked me.
"Fine." I lied again. He looked at me. He was searching my eyes for something. I couldn't tell.
"What is it?" he asked me.
"Is this a date?" I asked him flatly. I had to know.
"Is it ok if it is a date?" he asked me. I shrugged.
"John, I just met you yesterday. I am going with you tomorrow night, but why are doing this for me?" I asked him.
"Felt like it. I want to get to know you. You seem like a great person." he said. I was waiting for the but.
"But..?" I asked.
"There isn't one. I want to get to know you. I mean I know you are beautiful, but what is behind those eyes." he said. I just looked at him.
"I am not trying to get you in bed. I really do want to get to know you." he said. I laughed.
"Sorry, I guess I was just wondering. You reserved an entire restaurant for me?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I wanted to get to know you without having people constantly coming up to us asking me for autographs. I haven't done this for anyone else. I mean if you can stand Paul then I know you are special." he said looking at me. I laughed.
"I feel stupid. I thought you had another motive. I am sorry. I can go." I said walking away. He followed me as I got my jacket.
"Iris, sit down. Eat. I don't have another motive. I like you. I just want to get to know you. That and I was craving Italian." he said smiling.
"Alright, I am sorry. What do you want to know?" I asked him taking a bite of my food.
"Just about you." he said eating.
"Ok, I am 21. I have a degree in Criminal Justice, and I just graduated. I am touring with Paul before I go to law school. Your turn." I said. He smiled.
"I have 4 brothers, I am 27 (I can't remember how many brothers he has. Sorry.), full Italian, raise in West Newbury, Mass., and currently single which I hope to change soon." he said. I laughed. We continued to eat.
"The food is great here." I said.
"I am glad you like it. Do you cook?" he asked me.
"Yeah, do you?" I asked him. He smiled.
"Yeah, my mom taught me. She taught all of us. She wanted us to be able to do everything in case one day we had to do it ourselves." he said.
"Your rich enough now you can hire someone." I told him. He laughed.
"Yeah, I could. You available?" he asked me. I looked at him. He was laughing.
"I am way to expensive for you." I said.
We sat there and talked until midnight. I had fun. He was actually a nice guy and fun to be around. He was different. I couldn't figure out what Paul's problem with him was.
We left the restaurant around midnight. We had gotten there around 9. We spent three hours just talking. I had fun. We got into the limo and began to go back.
"I had so much fun." I told him.
"I am glad, that was my goal." he said smiling at me. I saw sitting next to him. He had his arm resting on the back of the seat behind me.
"What does your dress look like?" he asked me.
"You have to be surprised." I told him. He smiled.
"I can deal with that." he said poking me in the side. I jumped. He looked at me.
"Don't you even.." I was saying as he began to poke me. It was to late. He was tickling me. We ended up on the floor of the limo. I was looking at him. The limo driver told us we were at the hotel. John reluctantly got up. I crawled out of the limo behind him.
We got in the elevators. He was looking at me.
"Sorry." he said.
"I don't care. I had fun, even when I was being tickled." I told him. He smiled. We got to my door. I knew it was late and I knew I was going to get it from Paul. John stood at the door as I unlocked it. I looked at him.
"I had a great night." I said and kissed his cheek.
"See ya tomorrow." he said.
"Yeah, lets have lunch." I said.
"I need your number." he said.
"You have it. Good night." I said and walked in my room. I threw my jacket down and looked up. I about screamed. I fell into the wall. Paul was sitting there waiting for me.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" I asked.
"Where have you been?" he asked me.
"With John. I went to dinner with him." I defended myself.
"That was 3 ½ hours ago." he told me.
"Thanks for the time update. I had no clue." I said to him. I was tired and I didn't feel like being lectured.
"Iris!" he growled at me.
"Look, I don't feel like having this conversation. I am going somewhere and I will see you in the morning. Just be gone by the time I get back. I can hurt you and you know it." I said. I grabbed my room key, money, and jacket. I left.
I was walking down the hallway pissed off. I went to the elevator. Dave was coming off it.
"What are you doing going some where this late?" he asked me.
"I am getting away from Paul." I said.
"Where are you going?" he asked me.
"I don't know." I replied. I was to pissed off to think about it.
"Come on. You can watch tv with me." he said pulling me in the direction of his room.
"No, I don't want to inconvenience you." I said walking back towards the elevator. I didn't get very far. He picked me up over his shoulder and carried me to his room. I was to tired to fight it. I figured I would wait until he fell asleep and then leave.
We got into his room. He flung me onto the bed and threw me the remote. I was not to happy.
"Find something to watch." he said laughing at me. I had an evil look on my face. I turned on the tv and found a basketball game on. I decided to watch it since the 76ers were playing. I was sitting on the bed. Dave joined me wearing some pj pants. He sat on the bed with me and watched the game. I was so tired I fell asleep in minutes. Dave took my jacket off me and put me under the covers. He fell asleep on the bed next to me.