It was 7:45 pm exactly. I began pacing the floor as my heart was racing. I can't believe I'm actually nervous. Then again, it's been far too long since I had fun. Under normal circumstances, I can easily satisfy myself and be done with it whenever my urges began to flare up. However, being in America, a place where not one single person knows me, I can finally get release from the years of built up tension. But why did I choose him though? He is a more than a few years older than me. I hardly know a thing about him. I could get any man my age easily; someone who's in better shape. But still, all I could think about was how cute and polite he was earlier, those perfect blue eyes of his, and his smile. Oh that smile! And his lips, I subconsciously licked my upper lip as I thought about licking his. I definitely never met a man like Carlton Lassiter before, but I can't wait to know him better.

I glanced at the clock, it was 7:58 pm. I ran to my full body mirror in the living room for a last look of approval. Dark blue heels with diamonds in crested on the straps around the feet and ankles, check. Simple baby powder blue, halter top, sleeveless dress which stopped at the knees, check. Diamond bracelet, with matching diamond bullet necklace, check. Hot pink lipstick and very light blue eyeshadow with black mascara which made my dark blue eyes pop, check. And finally my hair, it was curled to perfection, at least as close as I could get it, and laid against my back, just stopping short of my rear. The only thing that will never meet my approval was my breast. I glared down at the bowling ball size, twin villains that only hid halfway under the thin cloth. 'Damn you evil breast,' I thought to myself while remembering the unbelievable number of bottles of Advil and back braces I went through before the breast reduction surgery.

Knock, knock, knock.

I walked to the door while taking deep breaths, hoping to calm my nerves. I opened the door and I felt my breath get caught in my throat. There he was, standing in front of me; black suite and shoes, white under shirt, blue tie, a beautiful face, and with wet hair?

"Wow, I knew you would look beautiful but, wow."

I felt myself blush at his statement.

"Thanks, you're quiet the looker yourself."

Carlton smiled at me as he walked in and handed me a bouquet of flowers that he hid behind his back.

"For you."

"Really? These are so beautiful, thank you!"

No one ever gave me flowers before. Being a Secret Agent takes up so much time, there's never room for romance. If there was, there was no way anyone in the company interested in it, besides me. Sex wasn't the only thing I wanted. I also wanted romance.

"I'm glad you like them. It took me longer than I thought to arrange them just right."

I was a little shocked. I didn't think Carlton was a flower type of man.

"I mean, I didn't per-say arranged them. The flower people did it, and it took them a long time."

"Flower people?"

"Yeah, flower people, hippies."

I couldn't help it, I burst out in laughter. His lie was so bad and unconvincing, it was just too funny.

"It's not that funny," Carlton said as he pouted at me. Once I saw the hurt look in his eyes, stopped laughing immediately. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and smiled at him.

"Carlton, it was you who made this bouquet for me, and you also took a lot of time on it. So why on Earth would you make up such a silly lie, especially on our first date."

"I didn't want you to laugh me", he omitted.

He was so cute right now, I had to push back my dirty thoughts about him once more.

"Listen to me, Carlton. I hate liars so, if you keep lying to me, I won't be able to date you. Honestly however, is one of the biggest turn on's for me and you have no idea how badly I want to go on this date with you. Now, do you have anything to say for yourself?"

I rubbed my body up against his in a seductive way. My voice was a little more husky then I attended it to be at the end, but I least I knew Carlton was now on the same page. I watched as he swallowed the lump in his throat as his eyes went wide.

"It was me. It was all me, in fact, I use to be the one who tended my mother's garden, which I still do on occasions, and pick flowers for her whenever she needed something to smile about after a long day. I also bake lemon cakes. My secret is vanilla extract."

I smiled as I held my flowers closer to my nose, inhaling the sweet mixed scents.

"See? I find men a lot more sexier when they take pride in their talents. I'm going to put these in a vase."

A minute later, I placed my bouquet in the middle of my coffee table with the rose facing the couch.

"You know, if you direct the the vase towards me, whatever guest you'll have will see the rose."

I walked over to the sweet and sexy man and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I could, but then I wouldn't be able to think of you as often whenever I lay on the couch."

Carlton smiled down at me.

"You want to think about me?"

"Of course. After all, you were the one who saved me from walking another two hours in the blazing hot sun. I find it very safe to say that you saved my life from a heat stroke. Not to sound to corny or anything but, I think that makes you my knight in shining armor."

"A knight, huh," Carlton smiled at the thought, "wouldn't that make you my princess?"

I let my head drop and rested on the firm chest in front of me. I knew my face was red, but I felt so happy, I knew I couldn't hide it. I looked up into those eyes that I love so much, I leaned up once more and kissed his lips quickly, yet firmly.

"As of now, I think I am."

Carlton was about to speak when we both heard some kind of demonic growl. We looked out at our stomachs and heard it again.

"Let's go eat" Carlton said as he lead me out of the house.

I grabbed his hand and let him lead me once more to his car.