"So how was it?" Anya couldn't wait to ask at work the next day. She had so many questions for Mary who was still trying to come to terms with everything herself. She couldn't get James out of her head. There was something so mysterious and seductive about him that almost felt like a sin. He was dominant and handsome and confident, everything she wasn't. She was shy, naturally pretty and submissive. She kept wondering why he would want to even bother with a girl like her. She didn't want to judge him or assume that he only had one type, the classic blonde on long legs, breast implants, anything surgery that could be done to the face and big ass but a man as handsome as he was would surely look for a female version on himself. But that kiss said differently. Her lips tingled for hours after, the subtle scent of his cologne lingering on her and when she went to bed that night after praying double, she couldn't help the thoughts of the sexy man leave her head.
"It was… good" she shrugged, not quite sure how to describe the date other than that she was a nervous wreck, they skipped the line at one of the busiest restaurants in the city and he paid for everything and at the end of the night they kissed until Mary's brain was about to explode from the excitement and nerves brewing inside her.
"What, just good, come on I want details… did you kiss?" She wiggled her brows and Mary scoffed. She was trying to get her notes done but she knew she wouldn't achieve anything until Anya was satisfied.
"What's this?" Peter's voice appeared in the conversation and Mary turned on her stool. Anya was sitting on a chair behind her, sitting backwards with her legs dangling, clearly not doing her work like she should be. Peter had just returned from x-raying a patient with his notes folded under his arm.
"Mary went on a date last night" Anya grinned before Mary could even answer for herself. Mary shot her a look and Peter nodded slowly.
"Oh really… who with?" He asked surprised.
"Her future husband" Anya giggled.
"He's not my future husband" Mary shot back and Anya laughed. She was having too much fun teasing her.
"It was the guy I bumped into the other day, he asked to take me for dinner" Mary shrugged as if it was no big deal but it was. She hadn't been on a date for however long it was and had kissed one guy in her whole life so to go on a date with the man she met by bumping into him was very much a big deal. Not to mention the unplanned kiss at the end and the fact she could barely contain herself when she got back to her apartment. She prayed twice hard that night.
"The guy who brought you the new phone?" Peter asked and she nodded.
"James" Anya taunted, rolling his name over her tongue and spinning on the chair. Mary glared at her.
"So go on tell us what happened" Anya urged and Mary sighed, turning herself around. She knew she wouldn't get out of this.
"Well, he picked me up and he said he was taking me to his friend's restaurant. When we got there it was packed and there was a huge line but we just walked right in, we didn't even have to wait" Mary remembered the way he just walked right in without even a look at the line or the doorman. It was as if he owned the place, even though he didn't. James had a natural dominance, just a look from those piercing blue eyes and he'd get whatever he wanted.
"What the fuck are you serious" Anya squealed with excitement and Mary shot her a wide eye look.
"Shhh, you're so loud" Mary couldn't help but giggle at the end. Her friend was getting too excited.
"Tell me more" she was practically bouncing in her chair whilst Peter stood quietly, watching Mary.
"Then we had dinner. I was literally a nervous wreck. He ordered the most expensive champagne but I just had a lemonade".
"You should have had some, loosen you up a bit… did he pay for dinner?" Anya asked.
"Yeah, he wouldn't let me" She frowned slightly. It wasn't a big deal but Mary hadn't been on a date in forever so she wasn't sure how these things worked.
"Good… the guy always pays on the first date and then after a couple of times seeing each other you can sneak in there" Anya advised. Mary was so grateful to have her as a friend, especially now. If she didn't, she wouldn't have even gone on the date. Anya was like her dating guide, giving her all the tips and facts she needed. James was a powerful man, intimidating but kind, a pure gentleman. Mary always imagined herself with someone a little bit nerdy and shy like herself. James was her complete opposite, bold, dark and confident.
"Then he took me home" Mary left the conversation open and Anya raised her brows.
"Aaaaand?" She teased and Mary blushed.
"Ahhhhhh!" Anya squealed. She didn't need to be told to know what happened.
"Stop it" Mary kicked her.
"How did he kiss you, did he touch your face, did you do tongues?" She wheeled herself closer and Mary furrowed her brows.
"Tongues… no way. We just kissed" She shrugged and Anya huffed.
"Details Mary" she demanded.
"Well he sort of cupped my cheek and pulled me closer to him and then we kissed… slowly".
"Oh my god, I'm dying… I need some air" Anya calmed her breathing, the excitement of hearing her best friend kiss on her first date becoming too much and Mary rolled her eyes with a smile.
"I am sooo happy for you… I'm running late now but this conversation isn't over" She pointed a hard finger at Mary before dashing off out of the nurses' office. Mary chuckled softly under her breath, turning back to her papers.
"Sounds like you had a good night then?" Peter said, finally speaking up. Mary had almost forgotten he was standing there. Mary smiled sweetly, spinning in her chair to face him.
"Yeah I did, he's a nice person," she said.
"Do you think you'll see him again?" He asked, pressing himself against the desk and Mary awkwardly played with her hands.
"Well I'm actually seeing him tonight, after work" she blushed again. She turned nervous just thinking about James.
"Oh cool… well I hope you have a good time… you still good for Saturday? He asked, perking up a little.
"Yeah I can't wait, I'll bring something over" she smiled.
"It's a little messy at the minute but I'll try and get it done for Saturday" he chuckled.
"Don't worry about it, I can help if you want" she offered and Peter lit up like he saw a shooting star.
"Yeah that would be great thanks" he patted Mary on her shoulder, giving it a soft rub which Mary only passed off as a friendly caress.
Mary would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous to be seeing James later. Not because he made her nervous… well that was wrong, he did but that wasn't the reason. After their heated surprise kiss, she wondered if he was going to do the same. She was new to this whole dating game and wasn't sure when to make the right moves. This is where Anya came in. She knew everything about dating men but she and Mary were too very different people. Anya was outgoing crazy and spontaneous and Mary was… innocent.
James hadn't texted her all day, perhaps because he was busy but Mary wasn't too bothered. She was busy herself and when it got ten minutes until seven, the nerves were kicking in. Her cheeks were already heating up and Anya was nowhere to be found. She'd just have to brave it for now. Packing her stuff away, she slung her back across her shoulder and headed out.
"Hey Mar… wait up" Peter shouted from behind her, jogging over, his trainers catching the floor and squeaking.
"So what are you doing tonight then?" She asked as they headed to the entrance of the hospital together.
"Oh, just more apartment things. You wouldn't believe how long it takes to unpack everything" he huffed.
"Well save some for me on Saturday… I like stuff like that" she smiled.
"I know… you're weird" he joked and she flashed a look at him but giggled afterwards.
"Girls like that sort of thing… organising" she admitted.
"Well I'll definitely leave it for you on Saturday" he smirked and Mary rolled her eyes playfully. They headed out into the warm heat of the New York evening and it didn't take Mary long to notice James standing by his flashy car. Leaning casually against the hood, eyes deep in his phone, legs crossed over with power reeking off him. He was dressed in a tight-fitting suit of black, hair all messy and tucked behind his ears, and polished shoes and she could already smell that cologne of his. The one that was like some sweet drug to her.
"I'll see you on Saturday then" Mary turned to Peter and he nodded before his eyes flashed over to James.
"Is that him?" He nodded and Mary nodded quietly.
"Wow… nice car" he commented. He wasn't what he thought he was going to be. Peter never imagined Mary going for someone like him.
"Yeah… kinda makes mine look like a hunk of junk" she joked and Peter hummed. Finally, James lifted his head and a smile pressed against his lips as he spotted Mary, pushing himself off the car.
"Yours is fine Mar" he assured.
"See ya" She smiled sweetly and skipped down the steps of the hospital, taking what felt like the shortest walk over to James, her stomach tightening with excitement and nerves as she neared him. James grinned further, his eyes running up and down Mary as he took in her in her uniform, with her hair all messy in a bun. He'd seen her before in her scrubs but having properly met her now and the desire he had for her made it even better.
"Hi," he said softly, his voice like butter and Mary grinned, her cheeks flushing.
"Hi," James reached over and took her bag off her shoulder, popping open the back seat and chucking it in smoothly.
"How was your day?" He asked as he did, the sound of the door closing clicking with satisfaction. It was so fancy you wouldn't expect it to make a loud clunk… unlike Mary's car.
"Busy… how about you?" She asked, intertwining her fingers together in front of her now that she didn't have her bag to hold and James chuckled.
"Busy as well" he was about to continue when a voice interrupted their conversation.
"See ya Mar" Peter waved as he walked past and Mary waved back. James frowned slightly, watching intently as he walked past and when he was out of sight, turned his attention back to Mary.
"Whose that?" He asked softly, opening the door for Mary.
"Oh that's Peter, we work together… well we don't work together just we met at the hospital and well I guess we kinda do work together" She became all flustered and her words muddled up with one another which made James grin.
"A friend then" he clarified and she nodded. She could have just said he was her friend… which was. She slipped into the seat and the door shut behind her. James strolled to the driver's side, unknown to Mary he was clenching his fists, his rings slightly digging into his hand and his jaw slightly tighter than usual. He released his grips as he slipped into the car, instantly relaxing around Mary and firing up the engine.
"Where are we going?" She asked, sitting perfectly in the seat, her hands in her lap like a schoolgirl would.
"My place" he smirked and pulled out into the streets of New York.
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