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I heave a sigh. "Clearly, something much different than you," I start to answer his question. "There's eight people in my family, James, we hardly ever got the chance to go out and when we did, the place was nothing like this," I glance around the fancy room.

His face looks a bit guilty, but that was not my goal. I just wanted to make sure that he knew that a lot of the things that he experienced as a kid, I never had the chance to.

"Sorry, that came off wrong," I tell him and bring a fork full of food up to my mouth.

He shakes his head, "No, it's alright. Sometimes I forget that you come from a large family," he tells me, taking a sip of his water.

I nod and start into my meal. After we finish our meals, we wait for the waitress to come back, so he can tip her.

James stands up and holds out his hand to me. I look up at him and smile, interlocking my fingers with his.

He starts leading me towards the direction of the kitchen. He pushes through the tall black doors. There are rows and rows of stoves and counter space. Everyone looks pretty busy, cooking, bringing meals out to the tables.

James leads me to a large counter top where there were about four chefs working. "Hey dad," he says and they all look up.

The man closest to us steps towards James and hugs him and then me. It wasn't too awkward, but somehow I still felt it lingering.

"So what brings you two here tonight?" he asks, leading us away from the crowd of his employees.

James shrugs, "I was just taking Vena out," he glances at me and then back at his dad.

He nods, "Well, good, I just wanted to say hi to you guys before you left. Your mother and I never get to see you anymore," he says looking at James.

"I know, I'm sorry," he apologizes.

I look at the two of them.

"Well, I must be getting back to work, drop by the house sometime, James. Your mother misses you," he smiles and turns back to the other chefs.

James gives my hand a little squeeze reassuringly as he leads me out of the large kitchen. He keeps walking past our table we were at earlier and out the doors. As soon as we step outside, I feel an ice cold breeze hit my face.

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As James started to drive, he wasn't going the direction to go home, just kept driving further into the city.

I didn't ask about it because he is telling me about a story about him and his family when he was young.

He suddenly turns into the direction of the Cineplex. Then I came to realize that he is taking me out on the cliche type of date: dinner and a movie.

James pulls into a parking spot and takes the key out and shoves them into his pant pocket. He opens his door and steps outside.

I get out as well, following him around to the side that he's standing at, right in front of him. He turns to me and had that serious expression he gets when he's either about to admit to something or he is really guilty of something.

"I didn't want to bring this up tonight, but I thought that I better clear the air between us," he pauses and grabs my hands in front of him.

He looks straight into my eyes like he is trying to take my soul or something, I have a feeling that this situation is about to get a lot more intense.

"I thought taking you out tonight could make things better between us. I thought maybe this would make up for the way I treated you. I was wrong, okay, I know that because I didn't tell anyone and it made me this angry person. Vena, I should have been honest as soon as I found her," the city lights shined off his face, even his eyes shining.

I pull my hands out of his, kind of like the way he did when I tried to hold his and he wouldn't let me. He looks so sorry, but he's trying to fix things and that makes me so happy.

The look on his face just got worse at my actions, but I can't imagine the look on his face when I wrap my arms around his waist. "I love you, James, so much that you wouldn't understand it," I look up at him.

He is smiling, just like I had thought. Wrapping his arms around me, "I love you too, Vena," he assures me. He gently, kisses my mouth with care.

We just kiss for a moment.

Surprisingly, we keep our tongues in our own mouths. We didn't break out into this steamy make out session, I think it was because the wound was just starting to heal.

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James and I had gotten into the movie with no argument because he already had tickets for what we were going to see. It was some action movie that had just come out, but I had never heard of it before.

I want to guess that there was another half hour or so of the movie left and I have to say that the film wasn't too bad.

James didn't put his arm around me because both him and I know how uncomfortable that can be for both parties. Instead, he put his hand on my thigh, stroking his thumb back and forth on my inner thigh.

It's like he is paying half attention to the movie and half paying attention to me, which is nice.

I look at James and lean towards him and kiss the corner of his mouth. A moment later he turns to me and kisses my cheek.

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I was tired after the movie. By the time James got on the road to head home it was a little bit after midnight.

It was no doubt that I was going to fall asleep in the car. I see as the city lights shine through the windows, but that didn't stop me from letting my eyes shut.

When I wake up, I feel like someone is stripping me of my clothes and when I open my eyes, it turns out that I was right. James is pulling my dress off me and then he set it off to the side. He leaves the room to probably go get my pajamas. I sit up as I am only in my bra and underwear. I rub my eyes, trying to make them clear again, as for there is a filmy layer of sleep on them.

Moments later, James walks back into the room, with some clothes in his arms. He sees me and smiles, "I'm sorry that I woke you, I just didn't want you sleeping in your clothes. I know how uncomfortable that is."

I smile at him, and reach out, grabbing my clothes from him, "Thank you, Babe."

I put on my pants as he watches me, knowing he is waiting for me to take off my bra. I smile. I know a few tricks to pull this one off.

I put my T-shirt on and reach back and unhook the clasps and I take my arms out of the straps and pull my bra out.

He looks stunned at my actions. I smile innocently and toss it at him. He catches it and shakes his head at me.

I take a step forward to him and begin to undo his shirt buttons. His bare chest beginning to show every time I undo a button. After I finish them all, I slide the shirt off his shoulders and onto the floor.

I look up at him and he was just staring at me. I undo his belt and pull it out, not looking away from his eyes.

I undo the button and unzip the zipper. I glance down and sure enough, he's getting hard. I wasn't doing this to turn him on, I was doing this because I wanted him to hurry up and get ready for bed. 

Without touching me, "Vena, can I take you right now?" he asks for permission.

I smile at him, "James, you were great tonight. I love what you did for me, but I am really tired. I don't think I have that kind of energy," I tell him honestly.

He nods, "Okay Vena, but tomorrow then?" he asks.

I shrug turning away from him and crawling into his bed, getting under the covers.

"Vena, I'm serious. Tell me, when was the last time we had sex."

I whine, "James, I'm tired, please let me sleep," I beg him.

I didn't hear anything from him. A moment later he turns the lights off and I hear him crawl into bed. He gets under the covers but I can feel his eyes on me. I open my eyes and look at him, even though I couldn't really see him.

"What James?" I whine.

I felt him kiss my neck, "Vena, I want you," he whispers.

Oh my goodness, what will make him let this go. My god. "James, please. I'm tired and don't have that kind of energy," I try to persuade him.

He grunts and lays on his back, "Fine Vena." Great, now he's going to be mad.

I stand up out of bed. I remember that I needed to brush my teeth. "James, you can't be mad just because I won't have sex with you," I tell him, as I walk to the bathroom.

As I was brushing, he doesn't say anything.

Whatever, I don't have the energy to fight him about it.

I turn off the lights and climb into bed with him. I roll on my side away from him.

It was a moment later that I feel a pair of lips on my cheek. "Sorry," he whispers, probably knowing that he was just starting to dig himself out of his grave, not wanting to get reburied.

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When I woke up, I look down and see James's foot on my stomach. What the hell? I sit up and see that he is half off the bed. Oh, my God.

I get up to walk around the other side of the bed, he is just hanging there, his arms flailed on the ground.

I try to lift him up, but his shoulders were off the mattress and he isn't very light.

"Damn it," I say.

"Sweetheart, please wake up," I tell him, not too loudly. I don't know how he managed this.

I shake him a little and he starts to wake. His eyes open, but he doesn't move. "What the hell?" he asks.

I chuckle, helping him back on the bed, "I know, that's what I said. You'd think that you joined a damn circus last night."

He smiles at me, "Maybe I did, Vena. You wouldn't know, you were out like a light last night."

I smile at him, "Well, I was tired," I remind him.

He smiles back at me, "I know, come here," he holds his hands out to me.

I shake my head at him, "No can do, James. If I do that, I'll end staying in bed with you all day."

"I see what is so wrong about that," he raises an eyebrow at me.

"I've got stuff to do today."

He scoffs, "That is always your excuse," he tells me, crossing his arms.

"I have to get groceries, James. Would you rather starve?" I ask him, raising my eyebrow at him.

"Order them, then."

"No James, that is completely unnecessary," I exclaim.

He sighs, "Okay, fine," he gives in.

I start to head for the door, "Well, I am going to go get ready, you should too," I tell him, remembering that he has a class today. 

I hear him whine. As I leave the room, I then hear him get out of bed. 

I have a shower, brush my teeth and hair and etc. After I get dressed, I grab my bag off my bed and slip my phone in.

I better eat something before I head out. Or maybe I should just grab some fast food. Yeah, I'll do that. 

I head to the kitchen to talk to James for a brief moment. As he comes into my view, he is reading a book. I won't be able to know what it's title is because James had the spine resting on the counter top. 

I don't want to bother him while he's reading. I know how much that pisses me off when someone interrupts me while I'm reading. I don't have much of a choice in the matter because I have to ask him something before I leave. 

"James what time does your class start and end?" I ask him. 

He doesn't look up, "Eight to twelve," he tells me in a monotone voice, not putting much emotion into it.

"Okay, well then I'm going to head off," I tell him, trying to gain some of his attention. 

He places his bookmark (more like a piece of cardboard) in his book to save his spot. 

He stands up and smiles. He grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I place my hand on his neck and pull myself closer to him. I press our mouths together, our kisses aren't sloppy, but they are wet. 

James's hand reaches around and grasps my ass. I lean into him further, letting him take a bit of control. I pull away for a minute and look at him. I lean in one last time and just peck his lips. I walk out of his embrace and go for the door, sliding my shoes on. "I'll see you later," I tell him, smiling. 

He groans, "You are such a fucking tease," he tells me like I don't already know. 

I smile at him, sliding my coat over my shoulders. "I love you, James," I assure him. 

He shakes his head at me, "I love you too, Vena." 

With that, I leave the apartment. 

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Hi guys, sorry I didn't update a bunch of times like I said I would.

 fourtris_fandom edited this because it's clear that I needed it... So if there's an error go cry to her.

This book is soon going to be edited and then I won't have to deal with those people who have such a big freaking problem with it. 

What do you think is going to happen next?

–BWS ❄️

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