A Mate For Zoey

Chapter 2.

I stared at my screen, waiting, and tapping my fingers on my desk. Suddenly, a message from him popped up.

“Hey, zoey, thanks for accepting. I was wondering if I could have your phone number.”

My heart was still pounding as the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering around like they were high. I placed my hands on the keyboard and typed in my phone number. A few seconds later, my phone beeped.

“Thanks for your number. I was wondering if you wanted to do something tomorrow after school.”

Excitement overtook my mind, and I felt like I was going to die, but I needed to remain calm and not show too much excitement, so I waited five minutes before I sent my reply.

“Hey, no problem. I would like to hang out after school.”

“Awesome. I’ll meet you outside of Constantine’s tomorrow. Then we can decide what to do.”

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I replied with a grin across my face.

What could I say about Samuel Sullivan? He was an eighteen-year-old godly creature who attended St. Matthews Prep School for Boys, which sat next to Constantine’s. His short, light brown hair with messy bangs swept to the side and bright blue eyes, which drew you into him, were just a couple of things that made him incredibly sexy. His flat, washboard stomach and muscular arms were the result of his working out at the gym every day. His father was a Chief Risk Officer on Wall Street, and his mother was a jewelry designer who owned her own high-end jewelry line. He had a “playboy” reputation, but as I saw it, he just hadn’t found the right girl yet. But, I was about to change all that and him.

As I searched my closet for something to wear, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in. Morning, Mom.” I smiled as she walked into my room.

“I was just coming to wake you up. But I see you’re already up and showered.”

“Yeah, I just didn’t want to run late today,” I said as I took out my cream-colored baby doll dress from the closet.

She gave me a weird look as she said, “Okay,” and walked out the door.

I put on my dress, my high-heeled brown ankle boots, curled my blonde hair, put on a little more makeup than usual, and went downstairs for breakfast. When I entered the kitchen, my dad, who was sitting at the table, looked up from his phone.

“You’re early today,” he said.

“Morning, Daddy,” I said as I grabbed a glass of orange juice from the counter and walked over and kissed him on the cheek.

“Morning, Princess. Don’t you think that dress is a little too short to be wearing?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. “Mom!” I said.

“Alvin, her dress is fine. It’s what all the girls wear, plus, if it was too short, she wouldn’t be allowed to wear it to school.”

He looked at me and smiled. “I still think it’s too short.”

“Of course you do, Dad. You think everything is too short. You’re just going to have to get used to the fact that I’m sixteen now, and I can wear what I want.” I winked as I grabbed a piece of toast and walked out of the kitchen.

Before I grabbed my school bag, I walked back into the kitchen and over to my dad. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.

“What was that for?” He smiled.

I put on my princess face and I replied, “I’m sorry if I had an attitude, Daddy. Can I please have the credit card so London and I can go shopping after school? I promise to buy longer dresses and skirts.” I smiled.

He looked at me as he reached in his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and handed me his credit card. “No short dresses,” he said.

“Thank you, Daddy. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” He smiled.

As I started to walk out of the kitchen, I stopped and turned around. “Since I’m sixteen, don’t you think it would be best if I had my own credit card so I don’t have to keep asking you?”

He looked at me and c****d his head, but didn’t say anything. I could tell he was thinking about it. I kissed my mom goodbye as she shook her head at me, and I took the elevator to the garage. Celestial was already in the limo.

“It’s about time, zoey!” he said.

“Sorry, but I had to ask Dad for the credit card.”

Denny looked at me through the rearview mirror and smiled. “Good morning, Miss zoey.”

“Good morning, Uncle Denny.” I smiled back. “I won’t need a ride home today. London and I are going shopping after school.”

The day couldn’t have gone by any slower that it already was. The only thing that was on my mind was seeing Samuel after school. Nothing of the day mattered but him. I told London that I had told my parents we were going shopping after school, and she’d told her mom the same thing because she was meeting up with Rob at Starbucks. He was the twenty-three-year-old that she’d been seeing for a couple of weeks. That was another story.

The last bell of the day finally rang and, instantly, the butterflies woke up. I grabbed London’s arm and we headed out the doors and down the steps of Constantine’s. As I checked my phone to see if I had received a text message from Samuel, he came up behind me.

“Hey, zoey. You look great.” He smiled.

I bit down on my bottom lip and smiled back at him. He hooked his arm around me, claiming me as his, and we walked down the busy streets of New York. I could see Celestial in the distance, shaking his head at me.

“So what do you want to do?” Samuel asked.

He was so sweet, asking me what I wanted to do, and I couldn’t believe he had his arm around me. “It doesn’t matter. Do you want to go see a movie?”

“Alone with you in a dark movie theater? Sounds good to me.” He winked.

We walked a couple of blocks over to the movie theater, where he bought my ticket, popcorn, and soda. We took our seats and, while we waited for the movie to begin, Samuel took a piece of popcorn and put it in my mouth.

“You’re really hot.” He smiled.

I could feel myself blush as I looked at him and smiled. “I think you’re really hot too.”

He took another piece of popcorn from the bag and traced my lips with his finger before putting the popcorn in my mouth. I smiled as I took it and he leaned closer and softly brushed his lips against mine.

“Your lips are so soft.” He moaned as his mouth pushed firmly into mine.