Dating for real

I wake to the bright sun shining through the window. I'm so exhausted, my head hurts, the sun stings my eyes and my chest aches. Somehow my head ended up resting on this amazingly toned chest of a really handsome man. Under different circumstances this would be a dream come true. Oh man he is fine like a punk rockstar meets supermodel. Man he is really hot. I can't help but stair a bit while he sleep. I rub my hand down his chest, and stomach... Is he not wearing pants?!? ... How did I end up next to a naked tattoo model?

... It's not like I'm bad looking by any means, more average, I have long brown hair, green eyes, and fair skin. I do have a ton of surgical scars all over, but most of them are faded, and blend in.

This is not how I expected my first date to go. I want to run away, change my name and hide (again.) But I can't. I'm so embarrassed, I went way to far last night. Maybe it's all the erotic books I read, or my lack of love life. Maybe it's because I was attracted to him. He's probably gonna think I'm some kind of weird slut how can I go from first kiss to being so sexual...

The spell is all kinds of messed up. I had my first kiss, spent the night in the company of a naked man, he is going to take me to The Boss that I have been avoiding my whole life.

It's not all bad even if my first kiss wasn't as planned, it was with a super hot man. I'm so embarrassed, I really through my self at him. I practically begged him to sleep with me. Yet he didn't. Every touch make me want more. I've never been with a man before and got carried away.

Oh yeah maybe I can wipe the drool of his chest without waking him up. That's so embarrassing.

As I shifted my waight trying to move as slowly as possible.

"Well good morning beautiful." Jay said brushing my hair behind my ear.

"good morning" I quickly wiped my face with my hands. Casually picking up a pillow and sitting it on his chest covering the spot of drool. I smiled at him.

"ok I got to pee." he said jumping up. His bathroom was long and wide. More then 7 feet there was no way to use the restroom with out both of us going in.

Does it always sound like that when men pee??

"So drool face, your stomach growling woke me up. What do you want for breakfast?"

He is still peeing. I can't help but imagine a faucet turned on.

"What ever you eat is fine I'm not picky." I finally replied.

We spent all morning hanging out.

He didn't say anything about the Boss and I almost forgot about it.

After awhile he said.

"we have a lot to do today, we have to get some clothes on you before we go to your house. I might have something that is closer to fitting you in the garage."

In the garage a box sets by the door, in big black letters it said ' give away ' what kind of bad guy donates clothing? I find all kinds of cool stuff, there is more in this box then I own, a cool Avenged Sevenfold shirt, and black sweat pants that look like they had shrunk in the wash, is what I go with.

"what do you think? " the pants are still to big and I rolled the waist to keep them on. He laughed as I turned around. So he gets a 360 view of my goofy outfit.

"that outfit is not flattering at all" he is so blunt.

"well most my clothes are not flattering." more then this but still.

"let's get your things you will be staying at my place for now on."

"why"

"your mine, remember?" he's smile looks evil, but damn it's hot. So I guess I like the bad boy type. He can call me his all he likes, with that evil little smirk.

"oh really?" of course I remember but I want to hear him say it again even if it's just a ruse to full the boss.

"Don't tell me you forgot. What we talked about last night." I suck at this, that's not the response I was hoping for.

"No I'm just kidding. I remember, I'm you fake girlfriend, to help with my protection, and about that I'm sorry for late night, I got a bit carried away. I .... am embarrassed by my behavior."

He gets really close, my heart is racing like crazy I need to control myself. He placed his hand on my chest.

"is this fake?" he is feels my heart racing. "you are my girlfriend." He kissed me taking my breath away. "that practice paid off" He grabbed a jacket off the wall behind me and put it on me. "I don't want you to get a cold."

We walk out the door, and he takes my hand. I don't know what to say. Even such a simple gesture makes my heart beat faster.

We ride his motorcycle to my house. We don't live far apart. It was only a 20 minutes drive.

He was kind of surprised by how small my house is. Its really tiny you can tell from the outside.