Chapter 5 – Dom Dom Dom Dom Dom
Playful dark brown eyes looked at the sleeping friends on the den couch. Char stifled a giggle as she unlocked her cell and snapped a couple of pictures. This was the third morning in a row Char had found Roman sleeping on the couch with his head in Kenzie's lap; his long hair entwined in her fingers. She had snapped pictures of them each morning they had been caught on the couch.
The first night, Char went crazy looking for Kenzie. She had actually headed for the kitchen the night before for some water and she heard the conversation; she smiled softly as MacKenzie explained who Jeff was exactly and how he affected her life. Char couldn't have been happier that Kenzie spilled everything. She wasn't sure what was going on between them at night in the den, but for the last three mornings they always ended up the same way in the same room on the same couch.
There was definitely something there.
Charisma smiled again as she walked out of the den and into the kitchen.
Jimmy looked up from the griddle as he flipped the pancakes he had made. "Kenz and Uce in the den sleeping again?" He asked with a smile.
"Yea, I really hope he's helping her and not just trying to get in her panties or I'm gonna have to stab your cousin." Charisma giggled as she saddled up next to her fiancée as she pushed up on her toes and kissed his cheek before Jimmy put the spatula down and cupped her cheeks and captured her lips.
Charisma giggled against Jimmy's lips as he lifted her and placed her on the counter next to the griddle; making sure she was far enough away so neither would get burned.
"Hey Uce don't be getting wild in my kitchen man." Roman's deep voice thick with sleep broke apart Jimmy and Char.
Jimmy looked over. "Where's Kenz?"
"She's still sleeping and I'm not waking her up." Roman stated as he shook his head.
"So what is going on with you two exactly? That's the third morning I've found you guys sleeping on the den couch." Charisma asked curiously before she hopped down from the counter Jimmy perched her on.
Roman shrugged as a lazy smirk slid across his face. "I'm not entirely sure. She has been having nightmares and for some reason I just haven't been able to sleep; which sucks, I usually do nothing but sleep on my days off. It's strange; it really is. We meet in the kitchen and eat a snack and then grab some water and go into the den and watch boring ass infomercials which we make fun of and before I know it I lay down and ask her to play with my hair because it relaxes me. I wake up the next morning and neither of us have moved."
Char smiled softly as she rubbed Roman's shoulder. "It's good for the both of you. I know after your break up with Jenna you pretty much threw yourself into the company. You guys have only been there a little under a year, but you've been doing the same thing over and over work - come home, work - come home. After a while you go on auto pilot. You need something different; maybe MacKenzie is it."
Roman shook his head. "Yea there's only one problem with that. You know what my lifestyle so to speak is like; I don't know a lot of women who are down for that."
Charisma shook her head. "Roman, being a dominant doesn't mean you can't be with someone who isn't a submissive. If you truly like her and your heart is leading you to her then give it a try…You never know maybe she's your true sub. Maybe that's why you guys both have issues sleeping apart when you're in the same damn house. It's a strange connection but I've never seen it before."
Roman grumbled slightly. "My dom side is telling me to just tell her how I feel and what I'm like but the rest of me is yelling to take it slow. I want to do both. The conversations we've had every night for the last three nights are mind bending; she really has no idea how beautiful she is."
"Jeff was a piece of crap Ro. If you get told enough times your fat and ugly you start to believe it. If you get told it for four years you can't believe anything else that anyone tells you." Char stated truthfully. "I told you her insecurities run deep and I know you're a patient man and a strong man and you can fight her insecurities off, but you've got to be willing to actually do it. I've seen the way you look at her, during dinner or when were all sitting in the living room watching a movie. Hell the first night she was at the meeting. I saw the way your eyes light up. There is something about her that gives you life and I don't know what it is. But if she affects you like this; I can't imagine what you do to her."
"I want her to feel beautiful. I want her self-esteem to be so high that it can carry her from day to day. I want her to know she's the sexiest thing on two legs to me. I want to make her happy and at this point I don't care if she's my submissive. I want her to be my girlfriend and eventually wife and future mother of my children. I haven't even asked her on a date and I want everything; marriage, 10 kids, house, a couple of animals. I want it all and I want it with her." Roman stated honestly. "I've never wanted that with anyone in my past – not even Jenna. At this point I'm not even sure where to start."
"You can start by asking me out on a date."
Roman spun around as his eyes widened. Had she really heard the entire last part of the conversation? "How much of that did you hear?"
MacKenzie rolled her lips as she pulled her fingers through her waist length corkscrew curls. Her eyes dropped to the kitchen floor.
"I thought I told you I wanted you to keep eye contact with me MacKenzie." Roman growled. He watched as her sea blue eyes snapped up and locked with his. That was certainly interesting. He was suddenly extremely curious if maybe deep inside of her somewhere she was a natural submissive. Someone who could obey a command immediately and didn't fight or force it would be a natural.
As a dom Roman demanded respect from everyone. Someone who avoided eye contact to him was deemed disrespectful. He knew MacKenzie wasn't trying to do it on purpose because she'd been beaten down in every way possible by her ex and he knew he was just hard on her and knew it even more when he watched her bottom lip quiver as he took a step towards her and she took one back.
"I-I'm sorry, I'm – I've…I'll be in my room." MacKenzie tripped over her words as she backed away and took off through the house upstairs to her room; the slamming of the bedroom door echoed through the house.
"SHIT!" Roman snarled. He knew better than to throw his dom voice at someone who wasn't used to it. He knew better than to use it on someone as mental fragile as MacKenzie was at the time.
Charisma shook her head. "Roman, do you not understand what being gentle means?" Char snapped.
"Char!" Jimmy scolded.
Charisma shook her head. "No Jimmy. Roman I warned you. Now I know you and Kenz have been talking every night for the last three nights, but you need to start now to not only listen but actually HEAR what she is saying to you. The shit Jeff put her through no normal woman would've survived. She's stubborn and strong willed and highly intelligent. But there's something broken inside of her. And at this point you seem to be the only one who can fix it. You're the first guy in a YEAR she's even shown interest in. And if you didn't just use your dom voice on her I'm sure she would've agreed to go anywhere in the world with you on a first date. There's only one night left until we go back on the road tomorrow morning. Get your big Samoan head out of your ass, go apologize and ask her out."
Roman's hands were planted on his hips as he looked down at Charisma. He knew she was right, since the first day he'd met MacKenzie he felt the connection between them. He'd beaten around the bush for two weeks and now three days. Charisma was right…Man she was always right.
Roman chuckled. "Okay you're right. I'll be right back." Roman turned on his heels and walked out of the kitchen.
MacKenzie stood at the foot of her bed as she was re-packing her suitcase. They were all flying out in the morning; there was a Pay Per-View. She sighed heavily.
Why did she feel like this about Roman? She didn't know the man from a hole in the ground and yet every time she was anywhere near him she felt her knees get weak and for some reason deep in her heart and mind she had a deep need to make him happy and to also let him make her happy.
Yet again…She didn't know him from a whole in the ground.
A knock on the bedroom door pulled her from her thoughts. "Come in" She said softly and heard the door open and close. She figured it was Charisma checking on her. Imagine her surprise when she turned around and Roman was standing in her room leaning against the door with his right foot kicked over his left.
Roman watched as she frowned and sat down on the edge of the bed. Roman held his hands up. "I just came to talk sweetheart."
Oh good she's sitting down; before she falls down because he starts that sweetheart thing and her knees turn to jell-o.
"What do you want from me Roman?" MacKenzie asked in a soft voice.
Roman licked his top lip before he rolled his bottom lip against the underside of his tongue. "I wanted to come apologize for growling at you like that." She looked so small sitting on the queen sized bed in his guest room. He stood up straight and pushed off the bedroom door and walked over to her. He took one of her soft hands in his as he squatted down. "I'm sorry. I would love to explain everything to you, but I'd rather take you on a date first."
"Why?" MacKenzie asked as she looked at Roman skeptically.
"Because I figure as long as the date doesn't suck…maybe what I tell you afterwards won't be nearly as bad. And if it's terrible then we can just pretend the date never happened and learn to be friends." Roman stood to his full 6'3" height. "Stand up for me." He watched as he stood up. "Will you let me take you out tonight – please?" His came out and traced her jaw line. "I want to show you exactly how a real man is supposed to treat a lady."
MacKenzie could feel little tingles as his thumb touched her jaw; she chewed her bottom lip as she nodded. "Okay, I just hope you know what you're doing."
Roman smiled softly. "You let me worry about that. I promise you'll have a good time and you'll enjoy yourself." He leaned down and brushed his lips across her cheek and chuckled as he watched a slight tinge come to her cheeks. If this was going to work for both of them; he was going to have to court her properly. "Be ready by 7." Roman watched as she nodded before he turned and left the room.
MacKenzie couldn't remember the last time she had so much fun. Roman took her to dinner at a little seafood restaurant in town before he took her to a little night time joint on the beach in Pensacola where they were dancing.
Roman had to admit the little silver dress that Charisma had lent to MacKenzie was breathtaking on her body. When they danced during slow songs his hand stayed on the top of the curve of her ass; keeping her close to his body. The strappy silver heels combined with her corkscrew curls being left down and bouncing all over while they danced to fast songs, made it just about the most perfect night in a long time for Roman.
Roman and MacKenzie found themselves dancing to a slow song once again. She liked the silver dress shirt he had matched up with his dark wash jeans; his long raven mane was pulled back into a tight bun at the nape of his neck. He wanted it to look nice and be out of his face at the same time. Her left hand was on his shoulder while her right was encased in his left being held against his chest. The best part about the slow songs was when she would put her head on his chest.
"Go for a walk with me?" Roman requested softly in MacKenzie's ear as the slow song started coming to an end. She looked up at his grey eyes as they dancing between hers and nodded. He took her hand in his as he led her out of the establishment and down the staircase to the beach. He kicked off his shoes and socks and helped her out of her heels as well before he took her hand in his once again and they let the moonlight light their way down the beach.
"If I forget to tell you…I had a really good time tonight." MacKenzie stated truthfully.
Roman chuckled softly. "I'm glad; I really am. Do you think it's something you enjoyed enough that you'd like to do it again?" He asked curiously as he gave her a sideways look.
"I think I would like that very much. I just hope you don't mind being patient with me. Roman we barely know each other. I've only been in the company for 2 weeks and these last couple of days talking with you about everything under the sun has been really cool." MacKenzie sighed softly. "I also have to be realistic. You're a man and every man no matter who they are; they have a need and a desire to be sexual with the person they are sharing their life with. I don't mind that fact, but I'm not going to be jumping into bed with you right away. I want to get to know you. I want to know everything about you. And I want the same for you. I'm also trying to protect myself; from ever being hurt the way I was last time."
Roman nodded. The date went great as he stopped in the sand and watched as she looked up at him again.
"MacKenzie, I need to tell you something…"