Stranger in the house

957 Words
"Hi, Guy from the Bar." she smiled awkwardly, "forgive me, I actually forgot that I invited you over. And now I have no one with me." "would you like me to go?" he asked, lifting a bouquet of roses and a bottle of wine. "Roses? how did you get roses? at this time of night." she smiled accepting the roses looking at them and smelling them. "I have a friend who was willing to help me out. I've smelt them. nothing like your perfume." she looked up at him from the roses. " I'm sorry I'm not much company, you can come in. let's not let that bottle of wine go to waste." she smiled, not knowing what the hell she was doing inviting a stranger into the house, when she was alone. "it might be boring." she stated walking him towards the kitchen. "I doubt that very much." He watched her petite body reach for a top shelf, he traced his eyes along her legs, her ass, and her small physique. With failure, he came to her assistance. reaching above her and grabbing the vase. "thank you." She gleamed. he nodded and returned the smile, taking his place back at the island bar in the kitchen. She disappeared and came back with two wine glasses. "I love sweet Rosé." she handed him the glasses. Then Gasped suddenly. "I let you in my home and I don't even know your name!" He chuckled, "Dominic..." he extended his hand out to her and took her small hand in his. "Alessia. Nice to meet you Dominic. Thank you for the flowers. they are beautiful. I've never gotten flowers from anyone before." she looked back at the flowers that were now on the kitchen table. "Alessia. Beautiful name." He said handing her a glass of wine. "You hungry?" she asked, taking her wine and opening the fridge. "I could eat?" he responded unsure. "Great... now I'm not the best chef, I can cook but I choose not too, I suppose, but I can cook us some steak?" she rambled. He smiled, and made his way to her. taking the steak out of her hands. "you go sit, relax. Let me cook..." she took his seat, and watched him raid her fridge. "Who fills your fridge up?" he asked, taking ingredients out, "That would be Aunt Beryll, Rachel's and Michael's mom. She's been working for our family for years." Sia sipped on her wine. "Where are your siblings? you said Luca is your cousin?" "yeah, I have Luca, and Gabriella. My only two cousins, and I'm an only child. what about you?" she watched him ignite the gas stove, and add the butter to a pan. " she couldn't pull herself away from his hands on the raw meat and how he massaged it. "I have a younger sister, and an older brother, Not much older though. You smell beautiful... what are you wearing?" she sniffed the air, and remembered, "I'm wearing myself." "yourself? please clarify." " I made it. I'm a perfume designer." she smiled, "wow, really?" "yeah, and you know, I've received a lot from my family, which I'm grateful for, but this... this Is me. Did all of it. My dad's family status helped. I won't lie, but everything else from the funding to the manufacturing, to the smells and the notes... I did." "Miss Alessia, you really do surprise me." "Sia, you can call me Sia. what do you do for a living?" "oh little ol' me, I'm in a few businesses. mainly in construction. That I can't take credit for. Family run." "oh so ya spoiled!" Sia giggled, "what did you call me?" He joked, he got to her so quickly, she didn't even realize he was right by her. she froze, while he sniffed her like a dog, inhaling her scent. "God, you smell so good." she wished he didn't pull away, her eyes were still closed and she was still frozen. until she heard a plate slide across the table and land in front of her. "I wouldn't say I'm spoiled. I pull my weight, and I've made my mark in my industry. So I suppose like you I can take some credit for that." she took the knife and fork he handed her and started cutting into the succulent steak. "I was only teasing you know..." she smiled at him. "I know..." he winked at her, cutting into his steak and taking a bite. she put the piece to her lips and as soon as it hit her tongue it was an explosion on her taste buds. "Mouthgasm!!!" she squealed. "what?" he looked up, from his plate puzzled, "Mouth orgasm! this Is so good! f**k construction, become a chef! wow!" she burst. He chuckled, nodded and continued eating. now and again, looking up at her, making sure she hadn't fallen into a food coma, from her mouthgasm. Or was it the fact that her eyes were beautiful, she had a fun sense of humour, she was cute, and that he was falling for this stranger. He loved her authenticity. Her genuine laugh and he just craved to be around her. Since he set eyes in her at the bar. She finally finished, looked up from her plate, and smiled. "shall we take this upstairs?" she asked sweetly, "Are you asking me to go to your bedroom?" he put a Hand on his chest and made his face look shocked. "I'm a lady..." she copied his motion, "I want to watch a movie and get to know you more..." she took the wine and her glass and started walking towards the stairs. "You coming?" she looked over her shoulder, and that drove him crazy.
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