Home Is Where the Heart Is
just
that…I…I really don’t know what to say,”
she stuttered as she tried as hard as she could to get the right
words to express herself to no avail. Steven laughed.
    “ It’s perfectly fine,
Julie,” he stated .
    “ I am not that kind of person
you know,” Julie said quickly.
    “ And what kind is that?”
Steven asked.
    “ Well the kind that kisses
every Tom, Dick and Harry without even thinking of the consequences,”
she whispered.
    “ For starters Julie, I am no
tom, Dick or Harry and two I find you intriguing. That is why I
kissed you and the reason as to why you kissed me back…”
Julie cleared her throat loudly cutting him short. Steven laughed. He
knew that he was making her uncomfortable and he liked it. “We
can have a do over if you’d like. How about dinner?” he
offered. Julie was quiet for a while as she considered whether she
could handle sitting across from him for a couple of hours, not
forgetting the uncomfortable ride back home. “Are you still
there?” he asked when she didn’t answer.
    “ Yes…yeah…I’m
just…dinner? Why would you want to have dinner with me?”
she replied confused.
    “ Because, I just told you, I
find you intriguing,” he told her.
    “ Just dinner?” she asked.
    “ Just dinner,” Steven
confirmed.
    “ Okay,” she promised
sighing.
    “ So, what do you think, is
tonight alright?” he asked in that sexy British accent that
made her melt. She looked at her watch and gasped.
    “ Right now? It’s seven
thirty,” she said.
    “ So?” he asked as if that
was no big deal. “Are you having an early night?”
    “ No, it’s just that by
the time you get here it will be at around eight then we have to
drive to a restaurant and then…” “…just
leave that to me,” Steven demanded cutting her short. She
sighed and shook her head, a smile playing on the corners of her
lips. She had no idea why she was smiling, but there was something
about Steven, his persistence, his zeal, that made her
strangely…interested in him. She shrugged and rolled her eyes.
    “ Fine. I’ll text you my
address,” she said before hanging up. After sending him the
text, she couldn’t help but feel like this was a bad decision
that she would regret the next morning, but somehow, she didn’t
think she had a reason to stop and think about what she was about to
do. She walked to her bedroom and sighed as she thought of taking a
whore bath. That was the only way she was going to be dressed and
ready by the time Steven came for her. She then chose a short white
sleeveless dress that showed all her curves. She coupled the dress
with a green jacket and a matching pair of shoes before she went on
to put on her make up. When she inspected her reflection in the
mirror, she felt a little stupid for getting so glammed up. She
looked spectacular and she had no idea how Steven would react when he
saw her or what he would think. Would he think that she was trying
too hard or that she was maybe trying to throw herself at him? She
shrugged and pushed the thought to the back of her mind. At exactly
eight, she heard the doorbell. She walked to the door slowly, her
heart pounding so loud she could almost hear it in her ears. When she
got to the door, she opened it slowly and tried to smile as she
looked at the dashingly handsome Steven standing on her doorstep
holding a small paper gift bag.
    “ You clean up real nice,”
Steven complimented with a smile as he looked at her. She smiled at
him and shrugged.
    “ You don’t look so bad
yourself,” she flirted. Steven handed her the bag.
    “ I wanted to get you flowers,
but I wasn’t sure what you liked or if you were allergic. So, I
got you chocolate,” he confessed with a smile. The smile
suddenly turned into a frown. “Wait, I am not sure if you are
allergic to that too,” he fretted with a worried look in his
eyes. Julie looked in the back.
    “ Tulips and amaryllis, those
are my favorite flowers and no, I am not allergic to
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