Drake and Alaine: Can't Help Falling in Love

We are in the pub where we met my boyfriend's friend. The couple, Amanda and Drake, and the other 2 are Ken and Tom. "Alaine, please meet Drake and his girlfriend, Amanda. My boyfriend, Jordan, introduced me to the couple. "Pleased to meet you, Amanda and Drake"   I can't help but stare at Drake. He's a hunk. The kind of guy that would make any girl go gaga over him. Tall, dark-skinned and built like a god. He has short black hair with black eyes. He's wearing a black sando, exposing his arm muscle. I'm not sure what it is about him, but he makes my heart beat fast! I've never been attracted to guys this much before and here I am staring at one! "So Alaine, how are you liking it here?" Amanda asks. 'It's great so far." I tell her with a smile. Drake looks at me curiously. "You seem really shy. Is everything ok? You don't have to be nervous around us". Amanda laughs. "That's just his way of saying hello. He's normally very shy around new people, but once he gets comfortable, he'll open up. Don't worry about him". I look at my boyfriend who seems uncomfortable by the exchange between the girls. I feel bad for having made him uncomfortable. "What did I do wrong?" I ask. "Nothing. Just relax, you're doing fine." We all drink to our drinks then we leave the pub. "Where to now?" I hear Amanda say. "Anywhere will do." Drake answers. "Well, I know this nice restaurant. It's called 'The Golden Egg' and it's pretty popular. They serve great food." "Sounds good. Let's go!" says Amanda as she pulls Jordan along. We arrive at the restaurant and find a table near the door. It's a small place but it has a cozy atmosphere. I sit down in a chair beside my boyfriend, while the rest of them take another table. There's only two waiters, one man and a woman. They both look young and friendly. "Good evening, how may I help you?" says the waiter. I notice that he's looking at me. 'He must think I'm some sort of celebrity'. I laugh at myself. "Hello, we'd like three meals to start off with, please." I order. The waiter nods. "And drinks?" "Three of the house red wine." I say. My boyfriend frowns but doesn't say anything. The waiter smiles back. "Will there be anything else?" "Just water for me and my boyfriend." I answer. "Great, that'll be 9 pounds for starters. "Yes sir", the waiter replies then leaves. I turn to my boyfriend. "Why are you frowning? Am I bothering you?" I ask. My boyfriend stares at me intently. "Are you alright?" he asks softly. "Of course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be?" I retort. "I don't know. Maybe I should go." he tells me. "No!" I said. "Don't go. Stay here with me. Please." As we eat our meals, I get more and more comfortable with Drake and Amanda. I feel at ease around them. After dinner, Amanda wants to go clubbing. We agree to meet at the same pub later. Drake offers to drive us home. He gets into the car first then gets in next to me. We arrive at my flat. "Thanks for driving us home" I tell him. "No problem. Nice meeting you" he tells me. I smile back. "Nice meeting you too." I feel butterflies in my stomach as I watch him walk away from my flat. I can't stop myself staring at him. 'He's so sexy!' I think to myself. I lock the door behind me and go to the kitchen to put the groceries away. When I'm done, I head to the bathroom to freshen up. I look in the mirror and smile. I'm wearing a white tank top and jeans. My breasts are exposed because of the low-cut design of my shirt. I take out a hairbrush from the drawer and begin brushing my long black hair. I suddenly realize that I'm still wearing my heels from the restaurant. I take off my shoes and put on flip-flops instead. I stand in front of the mirror again and examine myself. I'm pretty tall, standing at 5 feet 8 inches. I have smooth chocolate brown skin. I have big round boobs which I love. They look good on me. I don't have many curves but I have enough to be considered cute. My butt is medium-sized but very firm. I have an hourglass figure. I like being sexy and curvy.