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  Her eyes went wide. “What?! That would be so rude to just leave him standing here,” she whispered.

  “I don't care... who cares?” I shrug squeezing her hand tightly again. “I want time with you, I want to talk about everything.” I took a step closer.

  “I want you,” I whispered against her lips.

  “Okay,” she whispered back.

  “Really?” I grinned like an idiot.

  “Really,” she closed her eyes tightly before taking her heels off and held them in her hand.

  “Let's go,” I pulled on her arm.

  “Vanessa, where are you going?” Dr. Love yelled after us as we ran down the sidewalk.

  “Who the hell cares!” Vanessa yelled back. We laughed for the few blocks that we ran.

  “Stop, stop,” she was out of breath.

  I was out of breath too but still laughing hysterically. “Did you see his face? Oh my God that was so funny,”

  “Yeah,” she laughed holding onto her side. “That felt so good!” she breathed.

  “Right?” I bent over trying to catch my breath and I couldn't help but stare at her.

  “What?” she smiled.

  “Let's go to your house, let's go talk,” I suggested.

  Vanessa's smile widened. It was a God send to see her smile like that again.

  “I would like that,”

  “How far are we from your house?” I asked her.

  “Not too far, I walked to the restaurant,” she grabbed my hand, holding it tightly.

  As we walked down the street Ethan's words had echoed in my mind. I looked over at Vanessa.

  I just had to ask, “Do you believe in fate?”

  She just shrugged and never answered. I didn't care as she was now with me again and we were going to talk.

  We got to her house about ten minutes later. I stood patiently behind her as she unlocked her door.

  “Home sweet home,” she sighed, tossing the keys onto the counter.

  I watched her with a smile on my face as she looked at the bottom of her feet.

  “Seven-eleven feet!” she stuck her foot up in the air and showed me her black feet laughing hysterically.

  “I have an idea,” I waggled my brows.

  “What?” she looked at me skeptically.

  She shrieked as I rushed to her. I lifted her up then draped her over my shoulder. She was laughing hysterically as I took her to the bathroom. I set her up onto the side of her garden tub letting her legs dangle into the bathtub.

  “Are you going to wash my feet?” she eyed me.

  “I am,” I winked at her as I started the water.

  “Oooh,” she giggled wiggling her toes. She laughed, sticking the bottoms of her feet near my face. I grabbed one of them and kissed the top of her foot then placed it in the warm water.

  “So nice,” she sighed, making my insides grow with warmth.

  I watched Vanessa as she closed her eyes as I started to wash them. I massaged the soap from her toes up to her calves.

  “So tell me about the other night,” she said quietly as I massaged.

  “Well, Belinda and I, we were hanging out watching a movie and I couldn't stop thinking about you so I kicked her out.” I laughed slightly. “Maria called me about Jordan taking you to Swingers as Belinda was pounding on my door. I freaked out wanting to kill Jordan and ran out of my house yelling at Belinda to go home. Apparently she didn't get the hint. She waited until I got home later and when I walked in the door she was on my couch exactly the way you had seen her; half naked,” I shuddered. “I told her that I was in love with you, that her being in my house the way she was felt wrong. I was shoving her out the door when you were walking up my walkway,”

  “Oh,” she mumbled. “Bad timing I guess?” she smirked.

  “Yeah,” I chuckled, rinsing off one of her legs.

  “How did the date with Dr. Love happen?” I asked rinsing off her other leg.

  “I was at my office and in came Maria with this huge-elaborate bouquet of red roses.” she huffed as she shook her head. “There was a part of me that was hoping they were from you, but they were from Chase,” she frowned.

  “I should have sent them to you,” I kissed the top of her foot again. “ I just didn't want to cause anymore problems for you, princess,”

  The look on her face was that of understanding and thoughtfulness. “I was tired of crying, hurting, and sick of sleeping at my desk,” she joked. “So I went out with him,”

  “I understand,” I grabbed a towel to dry her feet and legs off. “Did anything... happen?”

  “No, nothing happened.” she smiled, shaking her head slowly.

  I patted her feet dry. “There, beautiful.”

  She picked up her legs and looked at her feet. “Pretty,”

  I reached up moving the bangs from her eyes. “I love you, Nessy.”

  She looked at me and smiled. “And yes, Ben... I do believe in fate,”

  ~

  “It's after nine-fifteen, are you going to Chicago?” Vanessa took a sip of her tea as I massaged lotion onto her feet.

  “It depends,” I shrugged. As of that moment I was not going anywhere. Screw Chicago. I was just messing with her.

  “It depends on what exactly?” she placed the mug of tea on her coffee table.

  “On if I get lucky tonight,” I waggled my brows. “I can go now or take a later flight,”

  Her mouth fell open then she smacked my arm. “You are disgusting,”

  I grabbed her by the wrist mid smack then pulled her onto my lap. “It depends on if I'm lucky enough to hear you tell me that you want me in your life,”

  “Um,” she bit her lip nervously.

  “You tell me that you love me and that you want me to stay here,” I placed my forehead on hers. “And I will stay. I won't go to Chicago.”

  I looked into her eyes. “Vanessa,” I whisper. “Tell me how you feel, don't be scared,”

  “Ben, don't go to Chicago,” I could not believe she said that as casually as she did. Not a stutter, nothing.

  “Why not?” I asked her as I touched her cheek softly with my fingertips. I could see her chest was rising and falling quickly. She was scared to death to say anything. I placed my hand gently on her chest feeling her heart pumping fervidly.

  “Because I love you,” she started to cry. “Okay? I love you,” she took a deep and calming breath.

  “Seriously?” I sat up excited as all hell. My hands cupped her flushed cheeks

  .

  “Yes,” she nodded. “I love you,”

  I kissed her passionately before quickly pulling away. “Say it again,”

  She laughed aloud then composed herself. “I love you, I miss you, I want you...” Vanessa gripped my shirt. “Don't go to Chicago. Stay here with me, please. I can't be without you.”

  “Hell yes!” I shouted excitedly making her laugh as I stood up fist pumping the air. That was all I wanted... all I have ever wanted is Vanessa Montello to tell me the exact words she had just said. And she said them not once, but twice! Not being able to contain my excitement that was bursting within me, I ran to her front door.

  “Where are you going?” she quickly stood up from the couch.

  “To tell the world,” I grabbed the door knob and swung the front door open. I swung it open so fast that I nearly fell on my ass as it opened. I caught my step then walked out onto the porch.

  “She loves me!” I yelled as loud as I could. “She loves me! I'm not going to Chicago because she loves me!”

  “Buddy, shut the hell up!” I heard a man shout from the distance along with about a dozen dogs barking from up the street.

  “Ben,” she laughed then quickly grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me back into the house.

  “Oh my God, I love you so much,” I said as I grabbed her, picking her up then carried her into the bedroom.

  Chapter Thirteen: You're Fired

  Ben

  The last several days with Vanessa has
felt as though I was in a dream. I felt as though my heart was full of helium and I was fucking floating. The sound of her angelic voice saying the three words 'I love you' echoed in my ears repeatedly over and over again. Maybe it's because she not only said it those two times, but she had said it a total of twenty-four times in the last five days! Can you believe that shit? She had said it while making us coffee, yelled it from the shower, in the middle of dinner, and obscene amounts of times during sex- that counts doesn't it? Every time I heard it, I wanted to shrill like a freaking girl.

  I turned my head from the couch and stared at the gorgeous blonde sitting at the kitchen table typing away on her laptop. She was mine... all mine. I smiled.

  I stood up from the couch and stretched. She paid no attention as her fingers continued to tap the keys. I took a few steps closer. I watched Vanessa contentedly stare at the screen; her head tilted- her bangs right at her perfectly shaped brows, full lips slightly parted, one eyebrow raised. God, I am so in love with her.

  “Do you need anything, princess?” I asked, then placed a kiss upon her flushed cheek.

  I heard her barely mumble the next words her fragile fingers gracefully, yet so quickly typed. I watched each word spread across the screen.

  “You didn't hear one word I said. Did you, Nessy?” I smiled.

  She had been writing since yesterday with the exception of only five hours of sleep and two of them... we weren't sleeping.

  “Huh?” she spun around quickly taking her glasses off. I never thought eye glasses could be such a turn on.

  I laughed. “I love you,” I lightly shook my head.

  “I love you, too,” Vanessa smiled widely before spinning back around. It took less than two seconds to hear the keys go crazy again.

  I plopped back onto the couch with a sigh and started flicking through the channels.

  I jumped, startled as Vanessa yelled excitedly. “Wait!” her fingers still pounded the keys. “This is it!”

  I turned around on the couch and watched her with a smile spread across my face.

  “And. I...” she typed some more. “Am.” she looked at me with a devilish smile then waggled her brows with her arm up and her pointer finger pointed towards the keys. I laughed aloud.

  Her finger lowered, then Tap! “Done!” she sighed a breath of relief.

  I clapped loudly. “That's my, princess!”

  She stood from the chair then curtsied. “Thank you,”

  I hopped off of the couch at the same time she ran and jumped, wrapping her slender legs tightly around my waist. She moaned as she kissed me tenderly.

  “When can I read it?” I whispered against her full lips.

  “When it's published,” she tapped my nose with her pointer finger. “Besides, it's time to celebrate,” she kissed me again.

  I pulled away with a smile on my face. “Perfect timing,”

  “Why's that?” she asked.

  “There is a party in my pants and you,” I pointed at her. “my sexy girlfriend are definitely invited,” I placed my forehead against hers.

  “I got the invitation about two minutes ago,” Vanessa wiggled tighter against me. “Your friend is way ahead of your game my handsome boyfriend,”

  “Well then, let's get this party started!” I held onto her perfect body tightly as I ran for the bathroom. Little did she know, this was a bathtub party. Vanessa laughed the entire way.

  As the bathwater ran, we intensely stared into each others eyes as we stripped our clothes off. I was so turned on by the fact that Vanessa never seemed embarrassed or ashamed to be naked around me. I could never understand that about most females. Each and every woman in this entire world was beautiful in their own way. My Vanessa is beautiful in every way.

  “Will you wash me?” she asked as she stepped into the jet tub and grabbed the giant sponge. She then sat on the side while holding the sponge against her chest then squeezed it, releasing the warm water down her breasts. I swallowed hard as I watched the water drip from her nipples. I looked up into her eyes, they were filled with so much lust and need for me. She sexily bit her lower lip as she squeezed the sponge again.

  “Ah, God, Vanessa...” I groaned, taking the sponge from her hands.

  With her other hand free, she leaned way back placing both legs on either side of the bathtub. Right then, there were zero parts of Vanessa left up to my imagination- she was irrevocably gorgeous.

  I dipped the sponge into the water not taking my eyes off of her, then squeezed the sponge over her tanned skin and watched the water run down her perfectly toned stomach then down in between her thighs, she moaned softly. I started to rub her skin lightly with the sponge; across her chest, stomach, and her inner thighs.

  “I love you,” I whispered as I kissed her stomach gently.

  “Mm... I love you too,” she breathed heavily, running her fingers through my hair.

  I soaked up more water with the sponge then held it above the one part of her body that was aching for me the most and squeezed, letting the warm water run over her.

  “Ben,” she moaned then inhaled sharply before opening her legs wider.

  I couldn't take the torture anymore, I had to touch her. I watched her face as I let my fingers run up her middle thighs- her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she continued to breath rapidly.

  I looked down between her legs for only a split second and I could already see how wet she was; she was glistening under the lighting of the bathroom. I closed my eyes as I was trying so hard to control myself without ravishing poor Vanessa to death. I had never been so turned on in my entire life; my excitement throbbing with each heartbeat that pounded my chest. The things that she was doing to me were unreal.

  I took a deep breath and looked back up at her as I moved my fingers over her swollen, wet spot. She rolled her head and moaned louder as I massaged her wetness around. She started bucking her hips towards my hand as I continued to rub her. I waited for a minute or so and when she bucked her hips again, I think I shocked her as I quickly shoved my finger inside making her gasp and shiver with pleasure.

  “Oh my God,” she panted as she rolled her hips around making my finger go deeper. “Mm...” she moaned.

  “You like that don't you?” my voice husky and filled with lust. I looked up at her as my finger pumped and my thumb caressed her.

  She pursed her lips with her eyes closed and nodded quickly. “Oh God, yes,” she said quietly.

  “Do you wanna' come?” I asked her, my finger moving faster.

  “Yes,” she breathed cupping one of her breasts.

  “I didn't hear you,” I rolled my thumb a little harder against her.

  “Yes!” she cried out.

  That's all I had wanted to hear. I removed my hand and replaced it with my mouth, rolling my tongue in quick circles. She tasted so sweet, too sweet... extremely addicting.

  “You taste so sweet,” I whispered, then puckered my lips and blew a breath of air on her. She moaned loudly, wrapping her fingers through my hair bringing me up close to her face.

  “Kiss me,” she whispered breathlessly, pulling my hair tighter.

  I leaned in and kissed her fervidly as I pressed myself against her entrance. I didn't have to do any kind of maneuvering, it slid right in; just like we were meant to be one. We fit together perfectly. I pumped slowly as I cupped my hand over her breast then sucked her nipple into my mouth making her moan again.

  “Faster, Ben,” she begged, her fingers still in my hair.

  I pumped in and out faster and deeper.

  “Harder,” she cried out. I could tell she was close as I could feel her become swollen inside, gripping me like a vice. She felt so good around me. I pumped harder, faster, and deeper. She began breathing even faster, and pulled my hair tighter. I wanted to send her over the edge. Her grip on my hair released as I pulled my upper body away from her, reaching down and rubbing her with my thumb.

  “Oh, God, yes!” she said loudly.

  So
close... so close.

  I stopped rubbing her and used my thumbs to open her up wider, then she became tighter on me. She started to scream my name with loud moans so I let my thumbs release her and pulled her to me, I kissed her. I kissed her passionately as we both reached the highest peaks of our lives... together.

  ~