Sorry about the wait. It's been so long since this story. I lost touch of my co-writer and that's what delayed this story. I feel terrible because many people liked this story and I didn't continue it. So, I will keep the story going but I am going to have to cut off Aurora and Tim's POVs. We were originally planning to alternate POVs through out the story but because I am doing the story alone now, it's going to have to go down this way. Again Sorry for all the wait, I really do feel bad. I hope I can make for it with finishing the story off, how's that sound?!
Love you all!
◦ ◦ Eric's POV ◦ ◦
I almost blew it with Cayden. And I thought I was good with women. Normally, I have to admit, I am the king, I know where to bring a girl on the first date, I know how to introduce and small talk with the family and friends to impress them, and I knew how and where to kiss. But with Cayden, I had no idea what to do. I make one mistake, which I never make, and her clock starts ticking till the bomb blows. Like I said, I don't make mistakes, but for some reason, everything I've learned, everything I've used on the bikini babes just won't work on her. There are two reasons possible :
1. My 'stuff' only works on the girls in Miami.
Or
2. She's incredible. She's something completely new, someone worth finding out what they want, like, from eating bugs to dressing their dog in a toutou.
And, I think number 2 is more likely, or maybe I just want it to be. Either way, doesn't matter.
And maybe she wasn't supposed to know about me being SciencePrince because I was supposed to figure all I need to know about her, from her, non officially. Or, maybe what my subconcious is telling me to do is the right thing, tell her who I am, don't push her emotional, hormonal buttons. Nah, she was going to tell me.
First thing I did when I got home was unpack a box of clothing and a box of bathroom stuff, not that I have much, and took a shower. Everyday, I decided to unpack a minimum of four boxes, eventually resulting in my apartment being totally liveable. So far, I've unpacked a maximum of two boxes every two to four days, depending on how lazy or how many beers I've enjoyed.
I got out of my perfect shower, yes, rain forest shower, got dressed in almost nothing. Pair boxers out of the almost unpacked box of clothing. It was almost midnight and I wasn't planning on going out, not tonight. So, I went out on the patio, with a beer of course and lounged on the chair, looking over the parties on the beach and the casino's floating on the water.
I couldn't stop picturing her face after I placed my arm on her shoulders then I blurted out those words, which at that moment I couldn't believe came out of my mouth because normally I wouldn't have said that, which was obviously what ruined the night. Then, after running to catch up to her escape, I said barely anything and she just forgave me, just like that.
She was so different from all these other girls I'm used to seeing. She didn't fall for the flirty touchs or the corny one liners. When she was happy, she seemed to light up a room. When she was sad she made you want to fix her problems, not have to, really want to. I mean, who would deny her watery gold eyes, those puckered lucious lips, her delicate fingers fumbling with the dog's leash.
Wait! Since when does a women take over my mind like that! Since Cayden stupid, an inner voice argued back. I couldn't deny that. Ever since I met her, I found out she was also GradGirl, I hadn't been so taken aback by someone. She was so damn perfect. She's becoming a CSI within the month, doing the job I also worked my butt off for, not that I am dissapointed.
Then I thought back to seeing her in the corner of her apartment. Her head pointing straight to the ceiling and letting tears fall to the floor. Seeing her so vulnerable, giving up on what she's earned. If I could bring New York to her, I would have the minute I could. But that wasn't an option, but I also wasn't going to let her throw away what she's been whining about getting when we internet chatted.
Tomorrow, or this morning since it was almost one in the morning now, I was going to make her forget about New York for the day. I was going to make her forget about what happened last night, I was going to blow her away.
And I was going to tell her about me being her little pen pal, SciencePrince. It's time she knew, if I trailed this on any longer, I knew I would be diging out my grave.
Till, I heard my computer ding. I pranced over and dropped into my big leather computer chair and read the instant message little GragGirl sent me.
SciencePrince,
I'm in sunny Miami. Like you suggested. I have the job me and my ex always wanted, I have the condo of a lifetime and a new friend. But I am missing every minute I'm here. Am I being selfish? I feel as if I won't be able to last living here long enough to start my job, that's in a few weeks. X(
-GradGirl
Dear GradGirl,
Glad to hear you like the sun, I find it's the best part. If you think being homesick is considered selfish, don't kid yourself, you've gone mad with self endulging. XD Laugh a little, give Miami a try. Making a new friend is a start. So what's this friend like?
-SciencePrince
Was it wrong to do this to her? Well, why not enjoy this for one last night. I was going to tell her tomorrow anyway. Might as well enjoy my last night as SciencePrince.
Dear SciencePrince,
WOW, you really want to know about this guy? Are you sure you want to hear this? I guess it would feel good to tell someone, another guy especially… *sigh*
-GradGirl
Dear GradGirl,
IT'S A GUY?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT A CHICK! Jokes, lol. Hey, if I can't be useful in reality, why not be helpful virtualy. Do you want my opinion?
-SciencePrince
Thanks SciencePrince,
You've helped finish my day. This guy, he's a total Miami bombshell. He's tan, I'm guessing cuban, the most amazing lips… OH and his body! Holly shit! *love sigh*… lol. I'll skip those details. He helped me with the moving (he is the previous owner of my new condo) and he brought me to a little Café not far from my place. He even offered to show me around town tomorrow, and make me a homemade dinner...
-GradGirl
GradGirl,
Then what's the problem? You've got an actual guy who would spend his Saturday with a girl he just met yesterday to show her the closest movie theatre and cheepest store to get the best fruit in town, instead of going to the beach and checking out the women's beach volleyball games? I don't see the problem...
-SciencePrince
That last message to her, from me, got a huge smirk out and plastered on my face. I enjoyed making myself sound good, to any girl. I just made myself look real good... I have talents that I just can't ever imagin giving up. Sometimes you need them, sometimes you don't, but it's always smart to keep them in mind, just in case.
Oh SciencePrince,
It's not that. That's what really makes me feel so... so, strongly, for him. But he saw me have a complete melt down and thought hitting on me would fix the problems, fix what he had missed. Why can't there be a guy out there who doesn't want me in bed with him?
-GradGirl
GradGirl,
How is that a bad thing? Why wouldn't you want all the guys to want that? Oh, and please define hitting on. Maybe he wasn't, maybe it was something he thought was comforting...
-SciencePrince
HA SciencePrince,
Are you serious? It's a bad thing because when I get old and my boobs start sagging to the ground I almost die on from seizures, he's not going to think that anymore, I'll be on the list of thing he used to think about. I want someone who knows me, who knows what I like, who can relate. This guy gets me but still insist on the 'hitting on me' part. Its what he said, "Well, I'm a twenty three year old guy, I have no idea how to deal with a girl that I saw cry earlier. I mean, the arm was simple and easy to figure out…"
-GradGirl
Oh GradGirl!
That's it?! Your making a big fuss over those words! Your kidding right XD *laughs* The guy was fucking nervous if that's all he was able to come up with. Unless he said that in a seducing voice and his eyes looked like they were controlling his taste buds, that's nervosity! You didn't chase a friend away for that, did you?
-SciencePrince
SciencePrince,
No, I got over it. I told him we were still friends and he left for home. Did I overreact? I feel terrible now... Thanks! :(
-GradGirl
Oh GradGirl,
Don't feel bad. If I were this guy, I wouldn't have taken it to the point of abandoning you. In fact, if I were this guy, I would have probably forgotten about the little incident and I wouldn't have stopped thinking about you all night...
-SciencePrince
Awe SciencePrince,
That's really sweet. I don't blame the guy if he runs from me. But he promised he'd be back tomorrow and between you and me, I didn't want him to leave. Neither did my dog... XD lol.
So you think I should give Miami a chance, huh?
-GradGirl
GradGirl,
All the way! And, gotta love dogs – xoxo.
-SciencePrince
GoodNight SciencePrince,
Well, I'm going to bed. I've got a little bit of unpacking and shopping to do with a certain some one. Thanks, a lot. I mean, for everything I've learned tonight. If I knew you, if I had the guts and decency, I would meet with you and personally give you a peck on the cheek in person...
GoodNight3
-GradGirl
And then she was no longer Online.
Wow. I had actually convinced her that she was the bad guy. I had that much manipulation over her, just with a pen name. If only all guys had the control of the women they're with, we would rule the world. But I was going to tell her about me being SciencePrince tomorrow, no matter what. If I really cared for her, this was the important, and most regretful, thing I could offer her.
As much as I loved the night life, it was time to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be quite the day and having a late night show under my eyes wouldn't be a good start.