Falling for Him

It’s a Date

I take the package over to the counter and open it, revealing clothes. There’s jeans and tops and I pull out a lovely burgundy dress. I hold it up to my frame, it falls just above my knees and has gold lace patterns by the shoulders; I give him a questioned look.

“We do have a date tonight..” he smiles as he replies. I sigh and my eyes fall to the floor.

“I’m not in the mood to go out..” I place the dress on the counter.

“I know.. that’s why we will eat here” a smirk appears on his lips as my eyes dart to him. I am a little lost for words.

“Don’t you have work to do?” I ask a little annoyed that he doesn’t give me a chance to make any decisions. His smirk widens.

“Yes.. but there’s something else I’d rather have occupy my time” his eyes on me with a bright smile. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out his phone.

“Morning Trevor, I’ll be working from home today” his eyes still on me while the voice replies on the phone.

“Very well” he says and ends the call.

“I’ll be working in the study if you need anything..” his eyes trail my face and I gasp as his hand comes up to rest on my cheek.

“I’m gonna.. take a shower” I mutter as I step out of his grasp and grab the package and dart to the room I slept in, refraining from looking back at him.

I turn the box over on the bed, emptying the contents. There’s a number of clothes in there, including underwear. He really did think of everything. I take a shower and put on grey sweatpants and a black T shirt from the items Russell bought for me. I sit on the bed realizing I have nothing to do, then it dawns on me, I don’t have my phone or my purse, nothing. Maybe it’s better I don’t have my phone for now, I couldn’t bear hearing Allison’s voice or Ben’s for that matter. How could she.. how could they? I’m left alone with my thoughts and the room seems to be slowly caving in on me. I try to fight the lump forming in my throat as my mind begins to vividly remember what I saw.

I walk over to the chair by the window and sit crouched, holding my knees against my chest as I gaze at the rooftops. Why is this happening to me? What did I do that I could possibly deserve this? Tears begin to fall as the thoughts consume my mind. I place my head on my knees and sob alone as pain tugs in my chest.

I don’t know how long I sit like that but when I begin to stand I feel pins and needles and the bottom of my feet. I glance up at the clock to see it’s a little after 1 o’clock; and on cue my stomach rumbles. I slowly make my way down to the kitchen and see four chafing dishes on the counter. I raise an eyebrow to myself because no one is there. Russell said he would be in his study but where is that exactly? I pass the kitchen and make my way to the hall and find rooms with all closed doors. I go to the first one and slowly turn the knob. I poke my head inside to a nearly empty room. There’s a yoga mat on the floor with a few dumbbells and a large mirror but no Russell. I sigh a bit in relief and I’m not sure why. I head over to the second door and press my ear against it but I hear nothing, I slowly turn the knob and a bedroom is revealed. This must be his room, it’s decorated with navy curtains and navy and silver bed sheet to match. I smile to myself, it seems to fit his style I guess, but again no Russell. The third door is on the opposite side of the hall and I again press my ear against it but nothing can be heard from inside. I turn the knob to see a bookcase with a dark colored office desk in front of it. This must be the study, I enter the room and glance around but no one is inside. I walk around to the bookcase and raise my hand to pull one of the books.

“Looking for me?” A voice coming from behind startles me and I spin around to see him resting against the door frame with a mischievous smirk. My mouth gapes open and close like a fish.

“Umm.. I was..” I blush uncontrollably as he begins to walk towards me.

“Time for lunch” he says with the smirk still evident on his lips as he raises his hand and brushes my hair behind my ear. He grabs my hand and pulls me along behind him to the kitchen. He brings me to a stool and I sit all the while watching his gracious movements as he walks around to open the dishes on the counter.

“So what will it be?” He asks with his intense gaze on me.

“Umm.. I’m not sure what these dishes are..” I say slightly embarrassed at my inexperience of food know how. He chuckles softly.

“A little of everything then” he takes the plates and dresses one for me. He then comes to sit next to me, placing the plate on the table between us. He gets the fork and scoops some of the food and brings it up to my mouth. I raise my eyebrow at the action but he just holds it in place while looking at me and then the fork. I slowly open my mouth to accept the food; as I chew, the amazing taste elicits an uncontrollable moan from me and a smile of satisfaction etches across his face.

“What is this?” I ask while bringing my hand to my mouth to hide that I’m still chewing. He smiles while piling some more on the fork.

“If you like it.. just eat” he brings the fork up to me again and I accept it without hesitation. He seems to enjoy this a bit more than he should.

“You do this often?” I ask while he picks up another fork full. His eyes turn to me with a confused look.

“Spoon feed women” my words barely leave my mouth before he bursts out laughing. Okay, maybe that was a bit much Elise.

“No.. I just feel a need to take care of you” his eyes find mine as he brings the fork up to my mouth. Something about him seems a little mysterious and I feel inclined to find out more about him.

“I can take care of myself” I mutter to him not feeling that way due to my current situations.

“I know..” he offers a gentle smile. Before I know it, the plate is clean and I’m full.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” I smile at him and he returns it.

“I will..” his eyes stay intently on me.

“Do you.. perhaps need me to feed you” I mumble while maintaining my gaze on him. A vibrant smile appears on his lips and I can’t help but dart my eyes to them. Then I remember how they felt, last night, when we kissed. Soft, gentle and full of lust is what I remember about him last night. I pull my eyes away from his lips and back to his eyes that seem to be having a fond memory as well. What is happening?

Russell leans closer to me eliminating the space between us, I feel his supple lips on my forehead as he places a gentle kiss. He then comes to whisper in my ear.

“I’ll see you tonight” his words send tingles along my skin. Does he know what he is doing to me? I stand and head toward the stairs, as I reach the bottom and grab the rail, I turn and face him to find he is already watching me with a smile.

“Don’t be late” he says with a little sternness evident in his voice. I turn and dart up the stairs back into my room. As I plop myself on the bed I realize when I’m with him all of my problems and worries seem to melt away but all of this is still very intense. Maybe it’s best I just leave and get away from all of this.