Be With You

four

This made her more relaxed and made her nervous laughter more genuine.

It felt as though her reality had already changed for those amazingly special few minutes.

She couldn't quite figure it out, but she was trying very hard not to add any meaning to her little perfect moment with James. An unfamiliar, not-temporary dizziness (to her utter shock) filled her skin and heart, shyly catching his gaze and letting her rest without looking away.

Her gaze deepened into the more primitive and more knowing, her uncertainty fading as they communicated without words. interrupted by her waitress, she averted her eyes regretfully Her wife brought the drinks.

James held up a toast and said, Analyze! ” She nodded in approval, replied, "To the firefighters," and clinks her glass before she drinks, placing an empty shot glass down. I leaned over on the other side of the Eventually she realized that he expected her to answer the question he asked. Feeling like hours ago, she said: "Man of Steel?" His expression showed that he was impressed.

Amaya loved it - impressive. Stallman is known to be very competitive and has had a tough time breaking into the world's third largest media company.

"Yes, yes, I've been doing well there since I graduated from college."

"Yes. What degree do you have?"

"IT - Information Technology".

"But are you a business analyst?"

"Yes, I'm working on the technical side of things." He leaned back in her chair, made himself comfortable in her arms, and gave her a happy look.

"so what are you doing?" And she laughed, her face relaxed, her cheeks widened to match his gaiety. "Do you really want to know? It's so technical.

" He leaned forward on his elbow and put his chin on one hand and said, "Yes, I would like to know." she looked into his eyes.

He meant it - he really meant it. Oh, was it really the whole package? Did she really have a gorgeous, fit firefighter who didn't mind a job as a business analyst for a nameless, faceless megacorp? didn't want to pinch herself.And then there was the part of her that she desperately wanted him to pinch.

Wow Amaya. “Well, I work in healthcare IT and what I'm doing right now is working on a big project. A project by one of the state governments to ensure the availability of older medical services The child records program with health insurance complies with the new standards.

Federal guidelines,” he nodded. After giving him a funny look, he grinned, "I lost my child's insurance..." She said: "Enough about my job. What is your occupation? You're a firefighter, right? This is how you save a damsel in distress from a burning building and a cat from a tree.

That's all I really need to know," she teased. With a bright, straight, perfect-toothed smile, he spoke with an orthodontist decades ago. "It's a little more complicated than that, but you get the point," he said, touching an empty glass of liquor with his finger, his eyes glinting a little. tell me more How complicated is it? Is there a way Different levels of firefighting? ' As her words came out of her mouth and his fingers brushed the table and reached for her, she slowly felt an electrifying sensation crawl up her spine. She re-entered her neck, her hips, her stomach and she was completely speechless.

"Well," he said, looking down at her hands, raising her eyebrows and looking at her with her obvious question. she grinned. He softened her hand and squeezed her a little more, the pressure she applied was such that her hand turned into a huge, throbbing Cl*t.

"I do a lot of shifts rescuing cats from burning buildings and helping damsels in distress from trees, but these days I mostly focus on fire safety protocols for big companies like yours. I am in charge. "actually?"

“Yeah, pretty much. Even more so when faced with a widespread fire on the building's face. Digging up their greatest fears. Something on his face said he knew. "Ohno, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. have you ever lost someone 9.11? ' she shook her head. "No, no, actually I'm just that..." She breathed in through her nose and out through her mouth.

"That's one of my biggest fears. I worked on the 32nd floor of Stallman Industries and I was always afraid of fires in the building." Taking her hand away from her and slapping her on the forehead, he shook her head to the side and said, Her heart rate picked up a normal beat again. she took the risk now and reached out her hand She got off the table and took his hand and said,

"No, I'm fine, really, if nothing else, yes." It's interesting that you could understand that just by knowing me "... fifteen minutes," she glanced at her cell phone. If she was drinking she would have spit her on him.Oh my God, did he google her?

That's fair - she googled it. Did he know she googled him? Was there any way he could find out? "Amaya?" He reached out to touch her chin, lifted it up and made eye contact with her. "I was joking." When the waitress brought her food, not only could he not pronounce it correctly, but he couldn't seem to guess half of what was inside of her, so he felt like he lost her.

,fool! How could he have dealt with the burning building scenario on his first date? 15 minutes or less? God, the look on her face! It was as if something had collapsed. There was more than she said. He saw it and left with too many questions. He couldn't ask now because he was too stupid to utter a word. Yet he was here and he just rammed like it was no big deal. He did it for her living and hahaha and here she is, you know, Save on infant health insurance. She started eating food. he dug him up.

He welcomed silence even if he didn't like it, and was embarrassed by the contradictions. In complexity he looked like one big pile of steam. he looked at her he took them Dinner as an opportunity to observe them. to see what she was like. To See what their body language gives. She kept pulling the shoulders of her sweater and adjusted everything so that the hem of her black silk bra was out of sight. Most of it is between the groins. But also in his mind.

Because he loved those little black laces. He took a sip of what he feared might still be half alive between his teeth. Then, "Hmm!" he groaned. "That's incredible." "Yes, mine is delicious." You thought he was spearing a piece of fish and holding out a fork. "conduct do you want a bite from me ” He held out the fork and she looked at him from one side.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she tilted her head. She tucked the ponytail behind her ears, and as she leaned forward, small curls of her hair emerged from her ponytail. Her lips closed on the fork and her mouth pulled the food as he reluctantly pulled the fork away. Those lips, those lips closed around the fork.

Now he wanted that part of himself to be that fork, a part of him so big and pounding that no napkin could now cover it. Taking a bite, she moaned. It was the sound he wanted to hear later that night in his bed, in her bed, on someone's couch, or hell - right there in the alleyway by the parking lot.

James's C*ck was pressed into his pants, and just watching her eat that delicious piece that God knows made me more excited than I could have imagined. "Don't you believe me?" he asked. "This is perfect. Where are you from?" she asked. He glanced at the menu and replied, "Malaysia and obviously Tibet." fishing?" he shrugged her shoulders. “The monks have to do something,” the diner at the opposite table frowned at her, and James just rolled it.

Amaya stuck more spears into her plate and raised the fork to him. He eagerly, greedily, ate something that even he could not understand, but looking at her, his eyes were bored with her. Oh my god, she had never been treated like this in her life. In fact, she was a little concerned about leaving a damp spot on the ottoman, not just soaking her thongs, but completely soaking them.

Her pencil skirt was mostly through the outer layer of bench siding, padding, and shop below this restaurant. She could see it in his eyes too. Whatever was going on, there was a kismet that wasn't supposed to happen here.

Just like Lady and Tramp crosses and porn movies, after they exchanged bites, she found herself going home with this guy. Amaya sleeps with him and she wants it. Judging by the look in his eyes, he was in the same place mentally. Hopefully Physically. They both looked rushed for food.

The conversation eventually resumed after they finished their meal. "Would you like something else to drink?" he asked, taking her hand again as she was out of food.

With her other hand she wiped her mouth with a napkin and placed it under her, "Hmm, I'm still hungry. Shall we go for a walk? ”

"Actually," he said, looking away from him, Be careful."

"Oh, is that so? What's that?" Breakfast? She stifled that idea of ​​hers, she feared that she had let it go by really loudly. "I just found the really great cruise I was hoping for right here in town. I was able to continue. ”

"Oh." She looked at her watch and tried to hide her troubled feelings. Oh my goodness, I'm late. cruise. She did some simple mental arithmetic. Spending a few hours on a cruise meant no downtime. first date. Calm down Amaya, don't be a slut, don't be a slut, don't be a slut, she told herself.

Don't sleep with him on the first date.If you want a second date, don't sleep with him on the first date.Yes ok ok. Kayle's voice came to mind. "Don't sleep with him, Amaya. Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it. Unless he's incredibly hot. ” Oh yes. Oh yes.

She had this entire conversation to herself in about three seconds, and James looked at her with a very puzzled look. Angel Kayle and her Devil Amaya were fighting in her head until she realized she had to reply to James's comment.

"All right, sure! Cruise is great. Have you got your tickets yet?" Then his face turned blank. "No, not yet. You can climb me," she thought. her eyes widened. I didn't know what she was thinking at that point, so she writhed and straightened her shirt, and she popped out like her black tip was getting an erection.

If she could see his package from across the table, she assumed he had his own little version of black lace somewhere in his pants. The waitress brought the check and she had the inside dialogue that every single woman has when going out on a new date. "I offer to pick him up