Bride of Convenience

Chapter 8

Easier said than done. That night he turned up at seven as he said he would looking stunning in a casual pair of pants and a white dress shirt that really accentuated his muscles. Her mind raced on its own path wondering what it would be like to undo those buttons and run her hands over his chest. She had to try and stay focused! They stepped outside to the car, and he held her door open for her, then her breath caught in her throat as he grabbed her around the waist and brought her to him and kissed her hard. Their mouths parted, and the kiss once again made her feel like she was dancing amongst the stars on a bright, beautiful night. She didn’t want it to stop, but then it did. Taken back she got into his car and noticed the vehicle opposite her apartment. Another kiss for the papers. Why did that make her feel a little sad? Did she want him to kiss her, just for the sake of kissing her? Pull it together Julia, get a hold of yourself, she berated herself.

“We are going to dinner at a great Italian restaurant you will love it.”

They arrived at the restaurant, and it was jam-packed with people. Harrison walked through the crowds and was lead straight to our table. As they enjoyed their meal people approached him most of the night chatting with him and some just happy to be seen talking with him. It must have been hard not being able to have a moment to yourself. After they finished the meals, Harrison led Julia to the car and opened the door for her.

“Do you skate?”

“What? What do you mean do I skate?”

“I figured I would take you ice skating. At the park this time of year it is great.”

“I’ve never skated before, ever, never.” He laughed at the fear in her face.

“It’s ok. It won’t kill you. I will teach you how to skate.”

They arrived at the park and lots of couples, friends perhaps even lovers were skating around the park holding hands falling over and genuinely enjoying themselves. They got their skates and headed for the ice. Sitting down to lace their boots Julia kept looking at the bottom of the skates.

“It’s quite thin, how do you stay up?” Harrison got to his feet as she finished tying her laces and held out his hand.

“I’ll show you. Come on, it’s safe. Look! A little girl is doing it.” As this girl of five skated by, she did a spin, and a turn in the air and Julia’s mouth dropped open. Harrison laughed again. He held her hand and gently guided her around the ice. She was clumsily and terrible, unsteady and fearful the whole time. He kept his other hand around her waist and tightly gripped her so she wouldn’t fall. The five-year-old expert came skating by and knocked Julia, and with a fantastic thud, Julia was on her bottom in the cold, wet ice. Harrison was hit a little off balance but recovered without the embarrassment that Julia had experienced. He knelt down to help her up.

“Are you ok?”

“I think my pride is damaged and possibly my butt, but otherwise I’m ok.” She was horrified that she had mentioned her butt to him, but he didn’t seem to mind as he was laughing.

“Ok, I’m going to grab under your arms and pull you up. Just try and find your balance I won’t let you go till you’ve got it. Ready?” He reached under her arms and pulled her up and with a swift movement, she collided against his hard chest. Her breast flat against him, she felt her n*****s hardening in response to him. Horrified that her body would give away her secrets like that she hoped he wouldn’t notice. After all, it was freezing.

“Are you steady?” No, she wasn’t steady, she was shaking and surprised that he had this effect on her. She just nodded and looked up, he was staring into her eyes. Her breathing became laboured was he going to kiss her again. She really wanted him to right there with no newspapers around just kiss her because she was her? He lent towards her, and she braced herself for another mind-bending kiss, but he tapped her bottom and said: “maybe we should get you home and out of those wet clothes.” Once again lost for words her mind was on tour all of its own, literally playing out the words he had just spoken, getting her out of her clothes, what the hell was she thinking, she nodded to him.

When they arrived back at the apartment, they said goodnight their usual way. He leaned in brushed his lips against hers. He parted her lips with his tongue and found her tongue eagerly awaiting his. His hand traced a line down her spine as he kissed her and she felt sure her knees would give out completely. He pulled back slightly and gave her a peck on the cheek.

“Get inside before you catch your death. See you tomorrow.” She smiled, walked inside and took the elevator to the top floor. This time she made sure she was behind closed doors before she touched her lips. How did he make it seem like each kiss was the very first kiss, and each touch was the first? That night her dreams were filled with a mysterious man kissing her and making her life light up with a fire so fiery, so hot that nothing else mattered.