What the heck is that handsome goofball up to?
Grabbing the paper, I unfold it and find that he’s left me a note - an adorable, cheesy, cliche note.
Will you go on a real first date with me next Friday? Circle Yes or No
I grin. The man’s reaching all the way back to middle school flirting, but I don’t hate it. It’s actually rather charming.
Seeing a pen on the island, I grab it and quickly circleYes.
“Zander?” I call out, moving further into the apartment to search for him. “Zander, where are you?”
I hear a shuffling noise and look down the hallway toward the bedroom, where I spot Zander peeking around the door withGizmo in his arms. Laughing, I run to him. He sets Gizmo down in time to catch me when I jump into his arms.
“Aren’t you full of surprises?” I ask, waving the note in front of him.
Chuckling, he snatches it from me and flips it open to see my answer.
“Wooh,” he whistles in animated relief. “That would’ve been awkward if you’d said no.”
Laughing, I hook my arms around his neck and kiss him.
“I can’t wait to get your cock in my mouth,” I whisper against his lips.
He lets out a low growl. “Fuck, Wildcard. You know just what to say to get me hard as hell.”
I giggle. “Well, what are we still doing out here? Take me into the bedroom and get your pants off, Kodiak. I want you to fuck me until I’m screaming.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he grins as he turns and carries me into the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us.
The following week flies by and it’s a whirlwind of bliss, crazy orgasms, and the most fantastic sex of my life. I can’t stop smiling. Zander and I have settled into a bit of a routine together. We eat dinner together, cuddle on the couch while we watch movies, sleep in the same bed, and text each other throughout the day just to check in and see how the other is doing.
Even though it’s only been a week, I’ve never felt so cared for by a guy and happy.
Finally, Friday rolls around. Our first date is tonight, and I’m both excited and nervous. I don’t remember the last time I felt this way about a date… I think I was a teenager.
To really make this feel like a real, grown up date, I go over to Grace’s to get ready so Zander can pick me up like the gentleman he is.
“Is this too much?” I ask Grace, twisting from side to side to show off the little blue dress I’m wearing with a sweetheart neckline and fluttery skirt. “Or not enough?”
We’re in her bedroom, and Grace is sitting on her bed watching me with a little smile on her face.
“You look gorgeous,” she tells me. “Zander won’t know what hit him.”
I grin, turning to look at myself in her full-length mirror propped up in the corner of the room.
“I hope he likes it,” I say.
“I’m having a bit of deja vu… this same scenario happened when Skyler went on her date with Zander.” Grace chuckles. “If only we all knew then what we know now.”
I feel a flare of jealousy at the thought of Skyler and Zander together, but I quickly shake it off. Zander had a life before me, and I know he doesn’t have feelings for her anymore.
The man can’t keep his eyes off me. Or his hands.
Glancing at Grace’s reflection in the mirror, I see her lips momentarily dip into a concerned frown.
Spinning back around to face her, I ask, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”
She regards me for several moments before sighing. “Nothing is wrong, really. I was just wondering when Zander’s place will be done.”
