When I woke up he was gone, which didn't surprise me, it was a new gone though because the space on the bed where he had been was still warm. I laid in bed for a few minutes, and stewed. Why did he leave in the middle of the night, or at least before I woke up? I think we needed to establish exactly what was going on here and what this would be. Kelly would throw a shit fit if i told her I was even entertaining the idea of Finn and i being anything at all.
"Can I block someone from my dreams...?" I wonder to myself, sitting up in bed.
"Why would you want to do that?" His voice asks. He walks out of the bathroom, and I looked at him speechless. "That would hurt my feelings." He smirks.
"I thought you'd left." I murmur, glancing around my room. He walks over to me and takes my chin in his hand forcing me to look at him.
"Why would I do that?" He questions. His blue eyes searched my own, and scanned my face.
"I dont know... I guess don't understand what you want from me..." I say to him.
"I don't want anything from you." He says, emphasizing 'from'. "I just want you, all of you." He shrugs simply.
"And you thought that invading my dreams and scaring the shit out of me in the shower was the best way to go about all of this?" I ask curiously.
"I'm not accustomed to what you'd consider normal human ways of flirting." He states. For a split second I saw a look of embarrassment cross his face, but just as quick as I saw it the look was gone. "I should leave you be."
"Well, I do have stuff to do today." I shrug. I had to go into town, go to the store, take my truck in for an oil change, some paper work from work... Just boring stuff.
"It's not that simple, and that's not what I meant." He shakes his head. Clearly I'd missed something. "I should no longer visit you in person, it was a mistake." He sighs. I look at him dumbfounded, like he'd literally just slapped me in the face.
"I'm sorry?" I ask him, tilting my head to the side. I'm in instant defense mode. "You came to me! Not the other way around, I didn't fucking ask for anything of this." I growl at him. He walks up to me and puts both hands on either of my shoulders, rubbing them gently. The action does nothing for my anger, I'm still fuming.
"I fear my own selfishness to have you has put you at risk." He says, "It is not because I think coming to you was a mistake." He murmurs.
"What does that mean?" I ask him. How could he be putting me at risk?
"It's nothing you need to worry about. Please just forget I said anything." He sighs. "I must depart, I do actually have meetings to attend today and I must get dressed." He tells me.
"If I'm in risk," I say that using finger quotes, "Then I think I need to worry." I mutter annoyed. "You can't just tell someone to forget you mentioned something like that." I add, putting a hand on my hip.
"Have a wonderful day, my love." He ignores my comment, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I sigh and watch him reach for my bedroom door handle.
"Wait, are you coming back?" I ask him, biting my bottom lip. I know I shouldn't want him around, because in all reality everything he's done has been super creepy and stalkerish.
"Do you want me to?" He questions.
No. Yes. Maybe? Yes...
"Yes." I say in barely a whisper.
"Then I will return." He nods.
***...***...***
"Where are you going?" I ask Kelly with a grin. She'd pulled out one of her classy black dresses, and a pair of crazy high heels. She was also running around the house like a chicken without a head.
"I have a date tonight." She tells me frantically. "I can't find my hair dryer!" She exclaims, "And he's picking me up in an hour." She murmurs, digging through the bathroom drawer.
"A date? With who?" I ask her skeptically. "Use mine, it's in my bathroom." I add.
"His name is Stephen, I met him the other day at the office." She tells me. She was talking to me, but she wasn't really paying attention to our conversation. Her replies were slow and not very focused. "He's taking me... To a nice restaurant in the city." She adds.
"Oh..." I murmur. I was still leaning against the bathroom door frame, both arms crossed over my chest.
"Yes. So when are you seeing your demon again?" She asks me with a smirk. I glower at her.
"I don't know." I sigh. I hadn't told her about anything that he told me earlier this morning before he left. As you've probably figured out by now, she'd freak out. "He had meetings all day." I tell her.
"You need to figure out what he is." She says, narrowing her eyes at me.
"I get it, Kelly." I grumble, rolling my eyes. I chose that particular moment to retreat back into the kitchen and dig around through the cupboards. If she was going out on a date that means I was on my own for dinner tonight. My phone buzzed on the counter and I leaned my body half on it, reading the message.
"What are your plans for the night?" It was a text from a number I didn't know, but already knew it was Finn. So I saved it in my phone.
"I don't know. Kelly has a date. I'm digging through the kitchen for dinner." Text to Finn.
"Stop digging and put on something nice. You have a date as well." Text from Finn.
Oh, he thinks he can just bark orders at me? Even though I may enjoy those kind of orders.
"Why don't you try that again..." Text to Finn.
He'd been an instant text back up until that moment, and I was just about to turn back around to the fridge when my phone went off again, making me smirk.
"Would you care to join me for dinner tonight, as well as a show later in the evening?" Text from Finn.
That was better.
"I would love that." Text to Finn.
"I'll pick you up about 6." Text from Finn.
"I'll be ready." Text to Finn.
"You're not the only one with a date tonight!" I call down the hall to her bedroom. She pulls open the door and sticks her head out, "Finn is picking me up at 6." I say to her.
"What are you going to wear?" She asks, suddenly concerned about my date appearance. Also not so suddenly concerned of the fact that he may not be human.
"I'll figure out something." I shrug, walking up the stairs to my bedroom. It was 4:30 right now, that gave me just enough time to get myself ready to go. I was in my closet after I'd showered, towel wrapped around me and looking for a dress when I heard the door bell.
"See you later!" Kelly called up to me.
"Have fun!" I shout back. I ended up pulling out a shorter white dress, it was very pretty but it was very simple as well, along with a pair of white and black leopard print heels. My hair took me the longest, it was long, and thick and had a natural wave to it. When I didn't manage it, literally it looked like a bird nest. I ended up pinning part of it up and leaving the rest down, blowing drying it out. Right at 6 there was a knock on the door, thankfully I was actually ready. I pull open the door, he was in his black slacks, a black button up shirt with a vest over it. "Hey." I smile at him.
"You look stunning." He tells me right off the bat, his eyes raking over my body.
"Thank you." I tell him.
"Are you ready to go?" He asks me.
"Yes." I nod, pulling the door shut behind me. "What's this show you were talking about?" I ask him when we were in the car.
"It's a surprise." He winks, sliding his hand over my bare thigh. I roll my eyes but don't push for an answer, I was just happy to be out in public with him on a real date. I wasn't exactly a 'friends with benefits' kind of girl, and that's kind of how I started feeling after his visits. Even though we hadn't even had sex yet. "I was starting to think you didn't want to be seen with me." I murmur, glancing out the window.
"Why would you think something like that?" He questions, furrowing his brows in confusion.
"I don't know..." I shrug. "I guess because until now you haven't shown any signs of wanting anything more than the satisfaction of making me cum." It felt weird to say that out loud, but that's how I was feeling.
"You don't want me to make you cum?" He asks in a low husky tone. A tone that make the heat pool in my abdomen, and he knew it. I glower at him, trying really hard to be annoyed with him. "I told you my love, I'm trying to ease you into this. How would you have reacted if I'd have walked into your home and told you that you were to be with me instead of being a gentleman about it?" He questions.
"Putting it like that didn't help your situation any." I growl at him.
"Apologies. I should have said that you were 'meant' to be with me." He corrects himself. "That it was destined to be."
"Well, that's better." I shrug.
"I came to your in your dreams because I didn't have the control to stay away from you." He continues. "Much like now, I shouldn't be seeing you but I do not have the control to stay away from you. My soul is drawn to yours." He shrugs as if it was the most simple thing in the world. I don't know why I even asked, I didn't understand a word of what he was saying.
"Ok." I finally said.
Dinner was dinner. He took us to a nice place in Dublin before pulling into front of the theatre downtown. The banner read 'Cirque Du Solei'. Butterflies fluttered around in my stomach. I'd heard a lot of really cool things about this show, but I never thought I'd be lucky enough to see it live.
"Have you heard of it?" He asks me, opening the door for me to get out.
"I have." I nod, "I never thought I would see it live though." I tell him honestly. He extends and arm that I wrap my own around, following him inside. He had a suit just above the stage and we sat down in front of the rail. "This is really cool." I smile over at him.
"I'm glad you enjoy it." He smiles back. It was rare that I actually saw him smile, it was usually just a hint of one or a smirk but this was a sincere smile. I unknowingly narrow my eyes at him, "Why are you looking at me like that?" He questions, tilting his head slightly.
"There's a personality under there somewhere. All I know to this point is your a little bossy, and slightly arrogant, but extremely handsome." I tell him, "And if you plan on sticking around than I want to find it." I say seriously. Up to this point I hadn't really gotten to know him. I knew he had a gifted tongue and fingers, and I'm sure his bedroom skills weren't lacking but I wanted to get inside his head.
"I don't plan on going anywhere." He smirks, "You're stuck with me." He adds with a wink.
The show was the most awesome thing I've ever watched. The acrobatics were absolutely amazing. The way the people were able to move, and twist their bodies was incredible. I had to applaud them for how they put their bodies on the line every day for these shows. By the end of it all my chin was propped in my hands and my elbows were sitting on the railing in front of us. Finn had sat back in his chair the whole show, casually watching it in front of him. I got the sense that he'd seen it before. I could already tell that he had a very calm demeanor, which I was very ok with.
"That was amazing. Thank you for taking me." I tell him after it was over.
"You're very welcome." He nods curtly. He opened the passenger door for me and closed it before walking over to the driver side and sliding in. "Would you rather come home with me tonight?" He questions, turning the engine over. Had this been a first date with any other man, I'd have probably slapped the taste out of their mouth, but it's not like we were new to each other. Plus I wanted to get a better look into his life.
"Sure." I reply softly.
What he considered home was ridiculous. I'd seen pictures and heard about the castles in Ireland, but I never thought I'd see one in person and I definitely never thought I'd be walking into one. It was gorgeous, and huge.
"This is amazing." I murmur, kicking my heels off on the rug next to the front doors.
"It's home." He shrugs as if it was no big deal.
"You live here by yourself?" I ask curiously. I guess I just couldn't fathom living alone in such a huge space. Like I"m not kidding guys, it had to be at least 10,000 square feet. Not the biggest stone castle ever, but it was big enough for one person... Or a small African village.
"I do." He nods. "Gertrude comes daily to keep it tidy." He adds, "But she goes home t her husband every night after."
"Ridiculous." I shake my head.
"What? You don't like it?" He asks accusingly. I was about to turn around and say something but I saw the smirk across his face and hesitated. There was some of that personality.
"It's awesome." I answer honestly. I pulled at the hem of my dress, pulling it down another inch or two over my butt, "I think dinner went right to my ass... Fuckin' dress." I grumble.
"Yeah it did." He chuckles, turning on his heel and walking of down a hallway.
"You asshole." I laugh, following after him. He glances over his shoulder and I know I saw a grin on his face. "Where are you going?" I ask him, it felt like the never ending hallway.
"Upstairs to the bedroom. It's late, aren't you tired?" He questions. He rounds the corner and starts up the giant stone stair case, by the time I got to the top my calves were seriously on fire. "Make yourself at home." He says, pushing open the french doors to the bedroom. It was a huge room. There was a full living room set in there, along with a typical man flatscreen TV, a dresser, nightstand and a huge four post bed. So that's exactly what I did. I walked into the bathroom and used a wash cloth to take off my make up before I dug through his dresser for a tshirt to wear. When I came back out of the bathroom he was sitting on the edge of the bed, no shirt in only a pair of black sweat pants.
"Finn..." I murmured, walking towards him. Was I making a mistake if I wanted him to give me everything tonight?
A/N: I'm going to start really digging into this supernatural demon/god thing in the next few chapters. It's really fun to write, I'm glad you guys are enjoying it :)