The Heir of His Ways

Chapter 6 - First Date

Josie’s POV

Oh my god, he asked me out!! It isn’t just me, he isn’t just a flirt, he wants to get to know me. I can barely believe it. Sh*t, what if he just wants to get into my pants, would that be so bad. Ugh, what am I thinking. I get way too attached, no way I can give my body without hurting my heart. I’m not looking to break my heart on purpose. How does someone so handsome and confident want to go out with me though, the father’s reject.

I feel like I am walking on clouds for the rest of my shift. Frank was teasing me the whole time but nothing was going to knock me off my happy cloud.

As soon as I clock out and walk out to my car I call Maeve to share the exciting news. “HE ASKED ME OUT!!!” I shriek out down the phone-line at her.

“OMG YES!!” She yelled right back, “Details, I need details,” she insists.

“Well, he came in like he said he would yesterday. He was looking just as delicious as yesterday. When I brought him his food, he pointed out how I was getting to know what he liked to eat and he wanted to take me out so he can learn my preferences.” I squeal in my excitement.

She squeals with me, “that is so cute, so when is he taking you out? Where are you going? OMG, I’m so coming over to help you get ready,” she declares.

“Well, I told him that I work and go to school so I wouldn’t be free until Sunday,” I reply.

“Really, you couldn’t just take a night off school to go before that? I have to wait three days to hear how this thing goes!” she reprimands me.

“Look, he is going to find out I go to school anyways. How desperate would it look if I skipped school for a date?” I respond indignantly.

“I suppose you’re right. I guess this gives us a chance to get you all ready. You better come over after school today or tomorrow so we can figure out your wardrobe. And before you get mad and say no, you are borrowing a dress from me so you can look extra sexy for this handsome man of yours.” She makes sure there is no way for me to say no.

“I’m not about to say no, you have seen my wardrobe of functional clothes. I definitely need your help, thanks,” I say appreciatively. “And by the way, you think it is going to be hard for you to wait, what about me? I have to see him at the diner every morning until then, and I have to act normal when my heart is racing and he gives me these looks that make my panties wet.”

“Finally you get what I’ve been talking about with Conner. I don’t think you will ever tease me again” she replies with a smile in her voice.

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“What about this one?” Maeve holds up a cute little black cocktail dress to me.

“I don’t know, he said he wanted to take me to a restaurant and then someplace special to him. Whatever that means, do you think that is too short,” I ask with a shrug.

She digs through her closet and grabs a few more options, “ok, I think we should try on these dresses and just see what you feel confident and comfortable in and go from there.”

I nod and grab the dark green shift dress that looks the most like something I would buy. I slip it on and turn around to show her, “what do you think?”

“You look gorgeous as always, I like how your eyes pop, but I think you should try on this one as it is a bit more form fitting and will show off your curves more.” She passes me a deep red bodycon dress. Definitely a bit out of my comfort zone but also definitely gorgeous.

Once I have it on I twirl around again, “well, what do you think?”

She gives a low whistle, “this one will definitely knock his socks off, you look sexy as hell in that one!” She exclaims.

I walk over to the full length mirror and can hardly recognize myself and I didn’t even do my hair or makeup. I definitely feel confident and the material stretches to hug my curves but moves with me so it is also very comfortable. I am surprised that this dress is the one, because I never would have tried it on without Maeve’s suggestion. I turn and give her a smile in appreciation, “this is the one, I feel sexy, confident and surprisingly comfortable. I cannot wait to see the look on his face”

We spend the rest of the night having an at home spa day, doing manicures and pedicures, face masks and waxing anything and everything. I cannot believe I let her talk me into waxing so much and that I let her get up close and personal with my p*ssy. I blush just thinking about it.

After our night, I am feeling so much better. Maeve will come over Sunday and help me do my hair and makeup and everything else we have sorted out, so I’m feeling a bit more relaxed about our date. I still do wonder where he is taking me and what we will be doing.

Lucas’s POV

After asking Josie out and leaving the diner, I texted Jackson to see if he had any advice on what to do besides just a standard dinner and movie date. I’m glad that Jackson is not just my right hand man, but has been a friend of mine since middle school. He has my back and I have his, it helps that we both have the same principles so we just tend to get what the other needs.

He suggested I take her to one of my favorite restaurants since Josie has been learning my food preferences. It would be a good way to see if she would like the restaurant as much as I do. Then Jackson suggested that I take her to one of my favorite places. I thought that was a good idea, so I had to think about how much I could share without her knowing I am a billionaire. I want her to like me for me not my money.

I decide to take her to a little hole in the wall family owned Thai restaurant that I like to go to to escape. It is nice and quiet and away from all the elites hot spots. I then decide to book us on a sunset boat tour. I could have taken her on my yacht, but we will save that for once I am ready to reveal everything about myself.

My only concern is if she gets motion sickness. If she does there is a nice walking path near the water with plenty of benches along the way so we can sit, talk and enjoy the changing colors in the sky. I am feeling more confident now that I have made that decision.

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I am finishing getting dressed for my date, I decided to go with dark grey slacks and a deep blue dress shirt with the top buttons open so it is casual and classy at the same time. I really hope this date goes good, as I have gotten even more attached to her on my last few visits to the diner. One more visit and I can even order a Frank’s special. I have seen some of the things that Josie has brought to Sarah for her Frank’s specials and I am fully looking forward to seeing what he creates for me.

I pull up to the address she gave me and see a modest apartment building. I make my way to the back of the building and find her door and I take a deep breath to relax my nerves and then I knock.

She opens the door and I think my jaw hit the floor and I forgot how to breathe. She is in a deep red fitted dress that hits right above her knees, her shoulders are on display with skinny straps and the neckline displays the top of her ample breasts. Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmm, she looks delicious. She has on these sexy black sandals with a heal, her hair is down and it frames her face in soft golden waves before falling over her shoulders. She has smoky eyes that make her green eyes look even more alluring and deep red lipstick on those pouty lips. Her face seems to glow and her eyes sparkle.

I realize that I am just standing there like an id*ot checking her out and I finally say, “you are absolutely stunning, I almost forgot how to speak.” I tell her honestly.

She blushes and smiles shyly, “you look pretty handsome yourself”

“Oh here,” I hand her a bouquet of peonies. I liked the way they looked and the florist said they symbolized love, happiness, romance and beauty so I figured they were perfect and unique like her. “These are for you,” I say with a smile.

“They are beautiful and one of my favorite flowers” she says while smelling them. “Come on in while I put these in water, then I’ll be all ready to go,” she says.

I walk in and notice while it is small it is very clean and tidy. I look at some of the photos on the wall, some of her as a girl with what I am assuming is her mother. I don’t see any of her father, interesting. Funny the woman looks familiar to me, probably because she looks similar to Josie.

She returns to the living room and grabs a small purse and her keys. I guide her out by placing my hand on her lower back and it feels so natural and right. I open the car door for her to get in and smile as her dress rides up a bit revealing her beautiful legs. Then I get in and start the car.

“So are you going to tell me where you are taking me now?” She asks impatiently. She has trying to get more information about our date since I asked her out on Thursday.

“Hmmm I suppose I can tell you where we are eating, but the rest is a surprise. I am taking you to my favorite Thai restaurant since we both like spicy food.” I glance over to see her response.

She lets out a small gasp, “only one of my favorite foods, right up there with Mexican food. Not something most are daring enough to try on a first date” she glances at me and smiles.

“Well, I guess I am either brave or stupid. There is an American bistro across the street, so if it was a big fail I had a plan B.” I respond.

“Very considerate of you” she smiles. We listen to music and the rest of the ride is done in comfortable silence.

Once we get there and I park, I jump out to open her door like a gentleman. She thanks me and I guide her by the small of her back again., it feels so natural. The hostess leads us to a secluded table toward the back.

Once we are seated, the awkwardness starts to settle over us and I know I need to break this tension and get back that natural feeling I was having.

I smile at her over the menu and say, “I don’t know what you like, but my favorite here is the Khua Kling. Realy flavorful and spicy. I was thinking we can get a few things and share so we can taste test things together,” I suggest. She smiles that brilliant smile that gives me a semi every time, never have I been like this.

“That sounds perfect, I would like to try some of the sweeter dishes too, like the Gaeng Keow Wan. I love green curry.”

I love that she seems like she knows her way around a Thai menu. “That sounds good and I haven’t tried it here before. I tend to find something I like and stick with it” I say looking in her eyes hoping to convey the double meaning.

A soft pink colors her cheeks and I am done for, what is it about her blush that goes straight to my c*ck? “And here I thought you were adventurous always trying new things at the diner,” she says playfully with a smirk on her face

“Oh, I can be plenty adventurous, but once I find something I like,” I pause for effect, “that can satisfy me, I like to keep coming back for more,” I say while leaning forward. Now her cheeks are a nice shade of scarlet, obviously understanding I was not talking about the food anymore.

“Hmmm, is that so?” she smiles and adds, “so tell me more about yourself. All we ever talk about is food and um…cravings”

“That’s because food and cravings are good for the soul.” I pause looking in her eyes and continue, “what do you want to know, I’ll answer any question you may have.”

She seems to think for a minute and then asks, “what is your favorite childhood memory?”

That was a surprising first question, and actually smart as you can learn a lot about a person by what they hold close to their heart. “Funny you should ask, because it will give you an idea of what we will be doing after dinner.” I clear my throat and continue, “My dad was a busy man, while my mother spent most of her time with me. On the weekends my mom insisted that Sundays were family days” I pause recalling the memories “my father loved all things water so we started sailing as a family every Sunday. I have so many happy memories from our time on the water”

She is smiling at me with a dreamy kind of gaze, “that must have been special to be able to connect with him” and then she has a twinkle in her eyes, “so boating after dinner is my guess then.”

“Yes, I hope you like being on the water as much as I do. What about you? What is your favorite childhood memory?” I confirm her guess and ask her my own question.

A flicker of sadness crosses her eyes and then vanishes as fast as it came, I would have missed it if I hadn’t been watching her eyes intently. “I used to love my visits to my grandmother’s house. My Mom would take me there once a month, she lived in the country side and we would spend all day outside just enjoying each other. It didn’t really matter what we did just being together was nice”

Hmmm, maybe her grandmother died, maybe that was the sadness I saw. I’m not going to ask now, but definitely want to learn more later, “so just your mom and you? Your father didn’t come?”

“No he is dead,” she says point blank with a stoic face. That’s interesting, seems to have no love loss there or maybe she has shut down her feelings.

We continue to talk and bring the conversation to lighter topics. The conversation seems to just flow, like a long time friend that you haven’t seen for awhile and need to catch up with.

After we are done eating and I pay the check, I walk her down to the waterfront where we will catch the boat. She looks at me questioningly when we bypass my car, but doesn’t say anything and then I see the moment she understands we are walking to the boat. I love how her face shows so much of how she is feeling.

The sun is just going down and the reflection on the water is beautiful. She looks excited and quickens her pace when we get to the dock. On the boat we don’t talk much, but she allows me to put my arm over her shoulder. She rests her head on my chest as we stare out at the city skyline and the water.

I feel that this date went better than I could have ever imagined, I am hooked on her already. As I walk her to her door I realize how much I don’t want this night to be over.

“I had a really nice time, thank you Lucas,” she says while looking up at me through those long lashes, when we get to her door.

“I really enjoyed getting to know you Josie. I would love to take you out again,” I state.

She beams up at me, “I would like that”

“May I kiss you?” I ask with hope in my voice and heart.

She doesn’t answer just rises up on her tiptoes allowing me to lean down and have our lips meet. The kiss started out sweet and then she wrapped her arms around my neck and her hand made its way into my hair at the back of my neck. I pulled her closer to me and depended the kiss. I licked her bottom lip requesting entry and she immediately opened her mouth and our tongues danced in perfect rhythm. I hear her moan into the kiss and I resist letting my hands wander over her body, keeping one hand firmly on her back and the other on her hip. I have to stop now or I won’t be able to and I don’t want her to think that is all I want. This isn’t a hook up, I want her to be much more than that. I pull away with a groan and rest my forehead against hers, while we catch our breath.

“I better let you go in before I don’t have the willpower to leave you” I say, my rock-hard c*ck is evidence of that.

She just hums in response and starts opening the door behind her. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” she says softly as she starts to enter her apartment.

“I’ll be counting the minutes,” I say. Wow, I am cheesy, but it is the truth. I walk away from her, walking backwards until her door is shut behind her. I adjust my c*ck that is straining at my zipper in my pants, looks like I will be having a cold shower tonight.