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we’ve done
very little else. The others when they could stand to be around us were always
groaning about our public displays.

 
    And when he nuzzled my
neck at the movies or did that thing he does when he wants my mouth. I’m not
the fat girl anymore. I’m the beautiful girl he keeps whispering to me that I
am. I want so badly to believe, to let myself go. But always something holds me
back. And though I think I’m beginning to see the need in his eyes, always he
reassures me that he won’t rush me.
    That’s until our last
date that is. We’d gone dancing again because I love it; this was the first
time I actually had someone other than Jen who really wanted to go with me. And
when he walked over to the DJ booth and whispered in his ear one minute before
Shine Bright Like A Diamond began to play I could’ve cried. And then he held his
hand out for me to dance with him and our friends started yelling the place
down I did.
    Now Caleb doesn’t dance,
he’d much rather stand on the side and watch me have a good time. When we do
dance he’s usually holding me close and swaying from side to side. That night
he didn’t just sway but with his lips pressed close to my ear he sang the words
to me while I bawled in his chest like a newborn babe.
    I was feeling no pain after that and my spirits
were lifted. I felt like the most desirable woman in the world. So when the
song ended and he led me off the dance floor I was riding on a high. When we
reached the table he pulled out his chair with my hand still held fast in his
and motioned for me to sit on his lap.

 
    "Caleb I can't sit on your lap." He
was back to giving me the 'are you fucking crazy’ glare. He always does that
when he thinks I'm being stupid but seriously...
    "And why is that?"
    "Well..." I
pointed to my obvious girth and back to his thinner thighs. He didn't say
anything for a good minute. Just looked at me through those damn Ray Bans that
just added to the appeal. I started squirming just a little the longer he
stared. He has that effect on me.
    "What?" I used my Marilyn Monroe sex
kitten voice as he likes to call it; he gets a kick out of that for some
reason.
    "How about I make you a deal; each time you
make a derogatory remark about yourself I get to turn you over my knee and
spank that ass?"
    "And this is punishment how?" Oops,
didn't mean to say that out loud. By the way he lowered his head so he could
look at me over his shades. And then the slow easy smile that spread across his
gorgeous face I knew I was in trouble.
    "Well now..."
    And that is how I know
I’m in trouble and my time just might have run out. He’d peppered me with
questions after that. The thing about Caleb is that he doesn’t allow me to hide
from myself. He likes to draw me out. If only he knew. There was a little bit
of the freak in me. But I don’t think I could ever do half the things I
imagined doing with him, not in a million years. My palms sweat just thinking
about it, but it was good to daydream.

 
 
    The phone rang at the shop and I picked it up a
bit distracted. Tonight was date night and I was equal parts terrified and
excited. What if he made good on what he’d whispered in my ear while I sat in
his lap that night? “I’m gonna fuck you so good baby, just wait and see.” I
think I came then and there, I think he knew it too.

 
    CALEB

 
    “Flower Petals.”
    “Babe tonight we’re doing things a little
different. I’m coming to get you, no more of this meeting up shit.” It’s now
almost two months since we met and in that time I’ve become rabid. I needed to
fuck so bad even my men were starting to steer clear. They accused me of being
even harder on them than usual. If something didn’t happen soon I’m gonna lose
my fucking mind. On our last date she’d let something slip that had turned up
the heat even more.
    We’d gone dancing
because my baby loves to dance her ass off. This time I’d met some more of her
friends who thankfully