Finish It #9 Rule Breaking Part II

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Sitting on the rock, his feet dangling in the water. It was the place he could relax, where all the pressure was lifted off his shoulders. He wished, he could share it with her though. While his eyes scanned the ocean he wondered where she would be right now, what she was doing and whom she was with.

He remembered the day he saw her at The Dragon’s Lair. The memory of the first and second time he kissed her was burned like a tattoo into his brain. The shocked look on her face when he picked her up in the limo with a rose, champagne and a new dress to wear. It was emerald green to match her eyes.

He sits here looking out onto the horizon and remembers it all. He had to call her Candi because she wouldn’t tell him her real name. She was his candy, his liquor, his coffee and anything else he could be addicted to. He remembered when she sat down next to him in the limo and just stared at him. She asked him “Who are you?” He smiled sheepishly, “I am your knight in shining armor.” The reaction he received was not what he was expecting. “Do you really think this is pretty woman and I need saving? What is this dress?” she said incredulously while looking at the beautiful green dress. “WHO ARE YOU?” she blurted out loudly. He looked disappointed.

She felt bad that she had darkened his fantasy but this was reality, not a Julia Roberts movie. He said, “My name is Julian. I want to get to know you better. ”

“Why? Why do you want to get to know me better? What is this all about? Are you just wanting a fantasy? What do you want?” she demanded with hostility.

His eyes flared, his face got hot but he calmly said, “It’s like I said, I just wanted to get to know you better. I like how I feel around you and want to learn more about you. You can leave at any time.”

“I am an exotic dancer, stripper, whatever you want to call it. What makes you different from the others?”

“I don’t care what you do for a living. I find you intriguing and interesting and want to spend time with you.”

“Oh” she said and leaned back in the comfortable leather seats. “I’ve got to be out of my mind but let the date begin.” she said snarkily. She took the rose and the glass of champagne he handed her, clinked their glasses together and drank the whole thing at once. She stared at him looking for his agenda. His blue eyes were burning a hole through her. He looked passionate and a tad angry, she liked that look on him. She will remain guarded until she knows for sure what he really wants.

The driver shut the door and went to chauffeur the couple. It was going to be an interesting night.

Julian and Candi sat in the backseat awkwardly trying to make conversation. The tension could have been cut with a knife. Finally, Julian looked at her in the eyes and said, “I have planned the night but if there is any time you want to leave, just say the word and I will take you home and I won’t bother you again.” Candi looked at him back in the eyes, “I appreciate that Julian. Would you tell me where we are going?” and then she smiled and he smiled back. “I will take you to dinner and after that we can go wherever you would like. Is there anything particular you would like to do? Sky’s the Limit.”

“Really?” she said incredulously, “Who are you again?” He smiled a little and said, “Tonight, I’m just Julian.”

They pulled into the front area of the restaurant. Candi had yet to put her dress on. Julian waited for her to change and she asked him if she could change alone. Yes, she knew this is weird considering she was naked in front of him before, but this part is not her job. Julian stepped out of the limo and he and Steve, the chauffeur waited for her to open the door. They were at a top of the line Steakhouse that was impossible to get into. Impossible for most people, but not impossible for Julian. When she stepped out of the car, she took his breath away.

He stood there with Steve and both of them were speechless. She had pinned her mahogany hair up into a loose bun, fixed her makeup and the skin-tight dress showed her every curve in all the right places. He was nervous all of the sudden and he could see that she was too. She looked at both of them and said “WHAT?” Chauffeur Steve composed himself and shut the car door behind her. “Master Julian, I will be waiting here when you are finished” and he went back to the front seat and drove away. Julian stood there staring at her. “You’re beautiful” he stammered and then composed himself. He put his arm out and said “Shall we?”

When they entered the restaurant, everyone was staring at this beautiful creature in the green dress. She felt awkward in such a beautiful place but put her head up high and walked in with grace. The maitre d went right up to Julian and said “Good evening sir. I will get you seated right away.” Candi was shocked. Julian was a big shot. She really wants to know who he is, besides “Just Julian”. They were seated in a private area away from all the other customers. What on earth is going on?

Once they were seated, the waiter came over and brought a bottle of a 1983 Le Pin Bordeaux Blend Red. The waiter poured him a glass and he swirled the glass, smelled the wine and tasted it. He said something in French and the waiter poured them both a glass. She didn’t dare touch it. She didn’t know anything about fancy wines, just the $3.00 kind she unscrews at the 7-11 and usually drinks out of the bottle. What was she doing here?

She looked at Julian and didn’t know what to say. She was way out of her element. Julian sensed that she was uncomfortable. He picked up his glass and said “Cheers” and there was nothing she could do but pick up her glass and clink it against his and sip. The wine was like heaven in a glass. It was smooth and just slid down her throat like silk. All she could say was “Wow!” He smiled really big. She couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous he is but she had to keep her guard up. It was getting harder to resist him.

“So Julian, what do you do for a living?” she said with a mischievous smile because she just couldn’t resist.

Julian liked her smile and found pleasure in her question. “I am a chef. I am Chef Julian.” Her smile got big but then her face fell with astonishment. “Chef Julian? As in, Julian Costa of the Costa Steakhouse? This steakhouse we are sitting in right now? ”

He felt a little embarrassed and smiled sheepishly then said, “The one in the same.” Candi felt like she might pass out.

“It’s really not a big deal. I am just a chef.” Candi sat there with her jaw dropped open and thought to herself “Just a chef? Only one of the most famous chefs in the world. Who also happens to own their own steakhouse that is one of the most famous in the world. Just a chef?”

Candi looked down at her hands and said, “Um, Julian, I am way out of my league here.” Julian frowned and then smirked and said “I was just thinking the same thing about you.” Candi’s head popped up with a look of surprise. How could she be out of his league?

When Julian saw how surprised she was, he realized that she didn’t know her beauty and intelligence. She doesn’t see what he sees. “Don’t you know how beautiful you are?” he asked. At that time, Candi’s eyes watered and a single tear fell down her cheek. He reached across the table and wiped the tear away. Then he rubbed his thumb across her full, beautiful lips and could think of nothing else but that he wanted to kiss those lips again. Candi’s cheeks turned red. “I am just embarrassing myself with you” she whispered.

When she looked up she saw the glint in his eyes and the anger that was following it. He got up out of his chair and walked over to her. In the private room, there was a full wall mirror. He grabbed her hand and put her in front of the mirror while he stood behind her. “What do you see, Candi?” She stuttered but couldn’t answer. “Let me tell you what I see. I see a beautiful woman who has been hurt in life. I see intelligence. I see sexy and I want all of it. How can you not see what I see?” Another tear rolled down her cheek, “You don’t know me Julian. This cannot end well. You should probably take me home.”

He stared into the mirror. She had bowed her head so he wouldn’t see the tears. He pulled her around and placed his lips upon hers with forcefulness and passion. She reciprocated when she felt his energy and the electricity between them but realized what she was doing and pushed him away. “Your kisses are not going to change who I am Julian. Please take me home.”

He conceded. “Candi, please stay for dinner. You need to eat. I am sorry I upset you.” She nodded and agreed to eat with him but all she could think about were the butterflies in her stomach, her need to be with this man and how much she wanted to kiss him again. She had to keep reminding herself that passion isn’t love and she won’t be hurt again. She looked at him and he didn’t seem defeated. He actually looked motivated. What does he really want with her? This couldn’t possibly be a real “thing”.

Julian felt bad that he upset her, but she had to know how he felt when he looked at her. Someone had hurt her really badly at sometime in her life and he wanted to show her that not everyone will hurt her. He wanted her so badly. It felt like he needed her and would be empty without her.

They made polite conversation during dinner. He asked her to talk about herself. He wanted to know her ambitions and her dreams. He wanted to know who she was and where she came from. She wouldn’t talk about the past much except for her younger sister, Jenny. The job she had was going to help her pay for her sister to go to college. She let out little secrets here and there but most of the information was hidden except when she spoke of her sister Jenny. Jenny was 10 years younger than her and she wanted her to have the life that she couldn’t have. Jenny was graduating high school soon and Candi was going to get her into college. Jenny wants to be a fashion designer and Candi is going to help her dreams come true.

Julian was impressed with how much Candi cared for her sister. He had to ask though, “Candi, what are you doing to make your dreams come true?” She looked at him and tilted her head like a puppy trying to understand what he meant. “My dreams aren’t important as long as Jenny gets to be educated and have a life. My life is what it is. I had to make choices. These are my choices so she can have a better life.”

Julian was a bit frustrated. This beautiful intelligent woman was selling her soul so her sibling could have a good life. He knew he liked this woman from the moment he met her. He wanted to make her dreams come true. He had the means. He had the drive. Now he needed to convince the woman.

“If you could have anything in the world, just for you, no strings attached, what would it be?” he asked. “What do you want for you?” She looked puzzled. “I have never really thought about it.” she replied. “I have spent the last 10 years protecting and providing for Jenny. I would want her to have a fulfilling life.” Julian sighed. “Do you want a family? Do you want a career doing something you love? What do you love Candi?”

She put her fist up to her mouth and thought about it. He stared at her because it was such a different look for her. She was thinking really hard to figure out what she loved. It was then that he knew who he was going to love. “I love to dance. I think that is why I picked this as a job, along with the money I make, but I always had a passion for dancing. I never got to take classes or anything so I would watch TV and the Internet and learn from them. When my dad died, he didn’t leave anything for us and my mother didn’t have a lot of skills except being a stay at home mom so we had to make due with what we could. I would work anywhere I could after school and on weekends and dance in my free time. My mom took on a couple of jobs and between the two of us we made ends meet. Jenny was just a little girl then so we took care of her and made things work.”

Julian was touched by this. He stood up and held out his hand “Dance with me.”

“Wwwhhhattt?” she stammered and looked up at him and saw he was serious. “But there isn’t any music.” He said, “I can fix that” and called the waiter over and whispered in his ear. A violinist from the restaurant came into the room and started playing music for them to dance to. “Wow, all you have to do is snap your fingers, huh?” She stood up and put her hand in his and her other hand on his waist. He pulled her close to him and breathed in her scent at the base of her neck.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t dance very well. Maybe you can teach me?” Julian chuckled. Candi looked at him and smiled then put her head back on his shoulder and said “Sure” as she breathed in his cologne. They were silent and just feeling each other through the music. The food began to arrive but they continued to dance. Once the music was finished, she looked at him and said “Thank you. I’m starving now!” He agreed. He was starving too, but for her.

He valued her opinion of the food and the wine. She used description phrases like “It melts like butter in my mouth” and “Smooth and Silky.” He hung on every word and watched her beautiful mouth. He wanted nothing more than to kiss those lips again. He wanted to have her melt like butter in his mouth. He wanted to feel her smooth and silky skin under his hands. “Are you okay?” she asked. He must have had a look on his face. “I’m really good. How are you?” he said feeling silly. His fantasy got away from him. He had to take back control.

As they finished dinner, they decided against dessert, at least at the table. He walked her out of the restaurant back to the limo and asked her if she still wanted to go home. “No, not yet. It’s a beautiful night. Could we go get some ice cream and walk through a park somewhere? I would really like to enjoy this weather.” she suggested. “We can do anything you want.” he grinned. Ice Cream and the park sounded like a wonderful idea.

Steve opened the doors for them and Julian looked at Candi and asked “Which ice cream parlor did you want to go to?” She looked at Julian and Steve and said, “Surprise me.” So they got into the limo and Steve started driving. Apparently Julian already had a place in mind and Steve knew exactly where that was.

Farther away from the restaurant and the city, Steve drove them to the suburbs where they pulled over to a small shopping center. There was an Mom and Pop ice cream store that she wasn’t familiar with that Steve parked in front of. Julian opened his door and put his hand out for Candi. As she got out of the car, he held her hand and they walked into the Ice Cream Parlor. There was an ice cream counter to sit at or booths. It was like they were taken back to the 50’s. There was a jukebox playing 50’s songs and the walls were done in red and white stripes. This was the most incredible place she had ever seen.

Julian walked up to the counter and waited for the man with the little white hat to turn around. Once he did, Candi saw an older version of Julian. He had blue eyes, grayish hair and the same charming smile. “Julian, it’s so wonderful to see you here. I have missed you!” and they gave each other a big hug. “Mama, look who’s here to visit us!” A petite, gray haired, hazel eyed woman came out of the back and almost hopped the counter when she saw Julian. She hugged him that smacked him on the back of the head “I don’t see you anymore. I miss you. You need to call your mother more often.” Then she kissed him on the cheek and smacked him on the head one more time. “Ma, stop smacking my head!” Julian said with a smile. That is when both their eyes turned onto her.

Candi was red in the face. His Parents? Really? It’s the first date. “Mom, Pop, I would like you to meet Candi.” he smirked at her. “A pleasure to meet you Candi. What kind of ice cream would you like? It’s on the house.” said his Pop. Candi was stupefied. “Um, Mint Chip.” “Oh, That’s our Julian’s favorite too.” said Ma. Candi turned as red as a beet. All she wanted to do was run. They sat at the counter and they brought out two bowls of the best ice cream she had ever tasted. Again she said “Wow” and Julian smiled.

They were walking back to the limo and he didn’t want the date to end. He loved to just look at her mahogany hair blowing in the wind, her emerald green eyes shining and her long torso, muscled legs and every inch of her . She glanced his way and looked right into his soul. She said, “Julian, this was the best night I have had in a long time. Thank you.” He smiled at her and then felt like someone punched him in the gut. There wasn’t going to be a second date. There wasn’t going to be a life together. She wasn’t going to stay with him. He could see it in her eyes. She saw his reaction to what she said and she knew that he knew this was the end.

As much as she wanted to be with this man, they were from different lands entirely. She had to focus on her sister and if she was with him, she couldn’t focus on what was important. She saw the look of defeat on his face. It was then that she walked up to him and initiated the kiss. When she separated from him she whispered passionately, “Let’s finish this date off right. Take me home with you.”

His eyes glazed over for a minute. He wanted this so badly. They got into the limo and headed back to his house. It wasn’t disappointing. The house was a mansion. They arrived and Steve opened the door to the limo. She got out and waited for him to exit. Then they took each other’s hands and went into the house, nothing but two shadows walking up the stairs to find their destiny with each other. It was the best night for both of them, but when morning came, it was over.

There is an empty space in his life. He sits on the rock, his feet dangling in the water. It was the only place he could relax, where all the pressure was lifted off his shoulders. He wished, he could share it with her though. While his eyes scanned the ocean he wondered where she would be right now, what she was doing and whom she was with.  He will find her one day, his Candi.

Finish it #12-Rule Breaking

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She looked stunning. Her long, mahogany hair was softly running along the sides of her face, framing it, making her features stand out. Her skin seemed flawless, her lips soft. He wanted her. Here and now. But he knew he had to wait. It was not the time nor the place. He could tell that she longed for him too. He could see it in her eyes. If only… Why was it so complicated?

He frequented The Dragon’s Lair often. He came here just to see her. Candi is what she called herself. He wanted to know her real name. He watched her from afar from top to bottom. The mahogany hair that curled down her face, her emerald-green eyes, her perfect olive colored flawless skin and those kissable lips. Her shape was like an hourglass, perfectly proportioned and her legs were muscular and capable of so many things. He fantasized about her long fingers and perfectly manicured nails scratching down his skin in passion. He wanted her badly and he could feel the heat between them every time he looked at her.

He would visit the establishment, drink a little and wait until they could be alone. He loved to watch her work but he loved it more when they could have a rendezvous and she was all his. It could be 5 minutes, 3 hours or forever. He treasured every moment with this beauty. The passion they shared boiled his blood. He felt like he would die of the heat stroke when she was near. He wanted every part of her. She belonged to him.

There he was again. She saw the passion in his eyes. He visited her every night. He treated her nice and always made her feel special. She knew he watched her as she worked. Every night, they would have time alone together, he made sure of that. He was a good looking guy. He had sandy brown hair, bright blue eyes and a killer smile. He was charming and possessive. She liked him but he scared her a little. She tried to keep him happy. Sometimes she felt like he was making love to her with his eyes.

It was time for them to be alone. His temperature boiled with anticipation of being with this exciting creature. She prepped herself because he always treated her well. It was time to go down to the lair.

She entered the room knowing he would be waiting. He was sitting in the chair and waiting with anticipation. She walked across the room as sexy as possible biting on her finger and asking him what he wanted. He told her that she knew what he wanted. Her body shivered for a second then she reminded him of the rules. No touching her, only she could touch him.

She started moving and began his nightly lap dance. He always reacted positively to her dances. He never paid any of the other dancers to dance for him, only her. This was her job but it was his fantasy. He pictured himself possessing her every day and night. She thought about what to do after she was done working. Would she go out with the girls? Take a lover? Go home to her cat and read a book in her apartment? She tried to be in the moment but he always looked at her so strange as if he could gobble her up.

He would mumble under his breath about her beauty. He would look at her neck and think about how it would taste to kiss her and feel her pulse under his tongue. He knew the rules but sometimes she let him break them, even if just for a moment. He really wanted to break the rules right now. He wanted every inch of her body, right here, right now.

She saw the flash in his eyes and she knew he wanted to break the rules. She could see the burning in his eyes and his hands flinched trying to hold himself back from touching her. His desire was obvious. Her desire was to keep her job. He paid for a 45 minute dance and she was only about 15 minutes into it. Is she going to make it through the next half hour with his eyes burning into her skin?

He could feel his pulse rising and his body heating up. Would she break the rules for him tonight? She still had time left to dance and either he could make her break the rules and possibly get kicked out or he could enjoy the time he had left. What would he decide? Was there any way he could have both? He decided to close his eyes and calm himself down before he did something he might regret.

She saw his eyes burn bright and then he closed them. When he closed his eyes, it usually meant that he was calming down and taking control. She kept dancing and hoping for him to relax. She tried not to talk to him or touch him to wind him up again. The passion and burning in his eyes scared her and that was the only time he seemed to lose control at all. She wished she knew how to handle him. Her body got so hot when he was close and he smelled so good but she needed this job. She was only a fantasy to him, nothing more. She couldn’t get close, EVER.

When his eyes opened, they were so blue but the flash was dulled and he was back in control. He waved her closer to him and she obeyed. He asked her to continue her dance. He whispered to her how beautiful she was and how he wanted every inch of her, Forever.

These things had been said to her before but why did it feel so different when he said it to her? The conviction in his voice was creepy and scary and extremely possessive. Forever? She usually didn’t talk back to her customers but “Forever?”

She told him that she can only dance for him and that forever is a mighty long time. She is only a fantasy and he would go back to the real world after this was over. She appreciated his generosity and kind words but this is all there is for them. She danced, that’s it. There was nothing more. She said this with her back to him because she was scared to look into his eyes. She didn’t know what she would see. She did look at his reflection in the mirror.

His eyes fired up with smugness and then he looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked frightened. He liked it that she was a little frightened of him. She scared the hell out of him. They had a connection. He wanted her to be part of his world.

The 45 minutes were up and the dance was over. He didn’t want her to stop. He just sat there and watched her and listened to the music. He tried to say something but the words wouldn’t come out of his mouth. What was it about this girl that was so intriguing to him? He finally found his words and asked her if she would like to go to dinner sometime.

That was definitely not what she was expecting. He had visited her every night for 2 weeks and never asked her for anything more than a lap dance. A date? She was an exotic dancer, doesn’t he know how many customers ask her out on a date? It is against the rules to date any customers. It was against her moral rules. And hell, he scared her.

She graciously thanked him for the offer but told him that she didn’t think it was a good idea. She wasn’t allowed to date customers. He looked deep into her green eyes and told her that if that was the case, he would no longer be her customer as long as she will go out on a date with him. His blue eyes burned a hole into her soul. It was her that lost her words this time. She was melting into an abyss and wasn’t sure how to not stay in it.

It was then that he passionately kissed her. It had been so long overdue for him. She had drowned into those blue eyes just a second too long and he thought she had invited him in. Hell, maybe she did. When he kissed her so passionately her legs went weak and her heart started beating as if it was going to burst out of her chest. He body shook with passion and she lost control. It was nothing more than a kiss, but it was one hell of a kiss.

He backed out of the embrace slowly and asked her to reconsider his offer of dinner. All she could do was stare at him as he walked out the door. She nodded her head slightly as if to say yes and had this confused look on her face. He looked back at her for a moment and went on his way. It was then that she no longer felt hypnotized. OH NO, what had she done? She was going to lose her job. She couldn’t go on a date with him. She felt tingly all over. What is she going to do? She is going to compose herself and go back to her job and deal with this later. If she can.

He walked out of there arrogantly and smug. He kissed her and fireworks went off in his head. He was right about her. They were meant to be together. He could feel it all the way down to his bones and all other parts of his body. She could feel it too. When he broke the kiss, she was longing for him. He could see the glazed over look in her emerald eyes. He took her by surprise and he was pretty surprised at his boldness. He got to put his hands through those mahogany curls as he touched those luscious lips and pulled her hourglass figure up against his. She smelled like flowers blooming in the hot sun. He only had a taste of her and he knew that he didn’t want anyone else. He wanted to taste her lips again. He has pursued her for weeks. He will take a break from the establishment for a while to show her that he could be a non-customer.

As she came to her senses, she rushed out of the lap dance room and went to the back room for her next assignment. She didn’t want another assignment. She wanted him. His blue eyes burned through her and his kiss intoxicated her. How could one person reveal so much with one kiss? How could two people have so much passion without really knowing each other? She needed to forget him. She needed to get him out of her mind. She needed to kiss him again.

It had been a week since he kissed her and he hasn’t been back to The Dragon’s Lair. She was all he could think about. He didn’t visit her all week at the establishment but he dreamed about her every night. They did a lot more than kiss and his body reacted every morning to his longing for her. It was time for him to see her again. It was time for the next step.

It had been a week since the kiss. He hasn’t come by in 7 whole days and she was started to tell herself that it was nothing and unimportant. Did he change his mind? Maybe he was just playing with her. A lot of the guys that come here do that. Well, if he ever shows up again, she will ignore him and pretend he doesn’t exist, unless he buys a lap dance. Then they will be alone together. She will keep a hands off policy.

He walked in dressed in a blue dress shirt and jeans. His sandy blond hair was perfectly tamed and his shirt made his eyes even bluer than usual. He felt good and he looked good. It was time to claim his prize. She was on the stage in a red two piece g-string and bikini top and her mahogany hair was falling around her face. When she looked up, her green eyes caught his.

As she was dancing on the stage, she felt him come into the room. She tried not to glance in his direction but he made it very difficult. His blue eyes stared right at her and when she looked at him she became mesmerized. She was confused by him and it made her angry. It is best not to show anger. She decided instead of being mean, she would act like nothing happened. She kept dancing and when she finished her set, she went into the back room. Her heart was pounding and she was out of breath and flushed. How can he do this to her with just a glance? Then one of the manager’s came in and told her she had a special request for a lap dance. She took a deep breath and put on her “I don’t care” face and swallowed her pride.

After her set was done, he watched her walk backstage. He went up to the manager and asked for his lap dance. His heart was pounding and his blood was boiling. He couldn’t wait to see her, smell her and maybe even taste her again.

She walked in the room with a smile and a look of confidence. He was sitting in his seat as he always did. She tried to ignore how beautiful he looked in that chair and how blue his eyes reflected off of the shirt he was wearing. She waited for the music to start playing, Maroon 5’s “Hands All Over.” “Put your hands, all over, put your hands all over me” is the way the song starts. The irony wasn’t lost on either of them.

He sat in the chair just watching her dance. She seemed to have an extra special swing in her step. When he would reach up, she would wag her finger back and forth at him and remind him of the rules. The rules? After that kiss a week ago? Rules? What game was she playing?

His eyes burned into her skin as he watched her dance. She was swinging her hips sexier than usual and when he would reach up to her, she would remind him of the rules. Did she ever want to break them right now! He needed a little reminder that she hadn’t seen him in a week after that passionate embrace and he wasn’t getting off that easy.

As she turned her back to him and wagged her bottom, he stood up and held her close. She was surprised but he was able to hold her very tight and whispered in her ear that he wanted to know her real name. He wanted to know her. He wanted her. He felt her body tense up with anticipation and fear. The feeling was electric.

She turned around to tease him and the next thing she knew, he was holding her. The feel of his arms was like electricity on her skin. He started whispering to her so close to her ear that she could feel his hot breath and it was making her body shiver uncontrollably. Then he told her he wanted her name. She tensed up. No one knew her real name, especially not a customer. She didn’t say anything. She just stayed there in his arms. That is where she wanted to be.

He turned her around and his face was so close to her face that she could smell a minty smell from his breath. It was intoxicating. She found her words and told him he could call her Candi. He grabbed her tighter and held her even closer until their lips were almost touching. He wanted her real name. She melted in his arms and then told him no, she wouldn’t reveal her name. That is when he kissed her again. She didn’t know it could be even more passionate than the first time but this time she didn’t know if she could even stand up afterwards. She was falling hard and fast but there is no such thing as love at first sight. This was just a case of lust. A LOT OF LUST.

He wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He demanded she have dinner with him tonight after her shift. He didn’t care how late. He told her he would have a car waiting for her and he would have her brought to dine with him. Then he walked out and left her just standing there, shocked, confused and wanting.

A car waiting? Who is this guy? Why should she trust him? She didn’t even know his name and he wasn’t going to know hers. The electricity in the air was sparking and even though she wanted to decline, there was something in his eyes that told her he didn’t take no for an answer. One dinner can’t hurt and she would be hungry. Really, she didn’t have anything better to do and she really wanted to see him again.

She was filled with anticipation for when her shift was over. She was scared. She was excited. Her belly was doing flip flops. It was almost time to go and she got her stuff together and put on her regular clothes. What if he is just playing a game? Who sends a car? Why me?

As she walked out the door, she looked around for a car. What she saw was a limo with someone holding up the name Candi. WTF? She walked up to the driver and said “Who is this guy?” The driver smiled and opened the door and there he sat, with a rose, a bottle of wine and a smile. Oh Boy!

Finish It #2- No Regrets

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How was it possible that she ended up here? She was so careful, followed the rules and took no risks whatsoever.

Her life is in a cubicle behind a desk doing data entry at a menial salary. She had dreams of being a gymnast or a ballerina. She would be on broadway. She would go to college and get an art degree. She wanted a family. She would be something but all she is doing is data entry behind a desk. How did she get here?

Sometimes a life with no risks taken isn’t much of a life at all. Fear will keep people from living. Sometimes a person has to bend the rules and take some risks if they want to live life to its fullest. Rules are made to be broken. Risks are there to be had. Life is there to be lived.

How should she overcome these fears and rules? When will she choose to be out of her comfort zone? When will her life begin? When she makes the choice to do more. The choice is hers. She can start small and build up. At any age, her life is still new and blooming.

Take a dance class or some type of gymnastics. Try out for a community theater production. Get a student loan and go back to school. Find a new job that is interesting and not menial. Go online to a dating site or find ways to meet new people with similar interests. Get artificial insemination if you want a baby or adopt.

Life is what one makes of it and if you find yourself in a place where your dreams aren’t even surfacing, then change what you are doing.

It’s scary and seems impossible but there is possible in impossible. It is actually I’m possible.

If you don’t want to do it alone, find a friend that will do the things that you won’t and try the impossible things you wouldn’t do before.

Living life in a rut and routine that doesn’t fit your personality isn’t much of a life at all. It will create regrets that you make not be able to save. Don’t have regrets, have adventures and make stories.