I awoke the next morning with the best feeling of completeness, and for a few minutes I couldn't quite figure out why. When I remembered the previous night, my face broke into a grin. I thought back to those events, the spontaneity, the passion, and I started to get excited. I rolled over, ready to blow David's mind for the second time, but I found him gone. My heart sank, and I wondered if everything had been a dream. Thoroughly depressed at this point, I made myself get out of bed to shower and meet up with Cait and Marie.
I walked into the luxurious bathroom of my suite, trying to figure out exactly what happened the night before, and what I saw immediately brought me out of my bad mood. On the counter of the bathroom sat a very large, very beautiful display of lavender lilies (my favorite flower), surrounded by dozens of candles (in my favorite scent), with a card right in the center of everything. I opened the card, and smiled at what was written inside:
"I'm sorry I had to leave you so early this morning. I would have loved nothing more than to wake up and see your beautiful face smiling at me. Unfortunately, work callsโฆbe in the lounge of the hotel at 9pm and I'll make it up to you. โD."
Still smiling, I lit the candles on the counter and ran a bubble bath. As I lowered myself into the hot soapy water, I wondered how I got so lucky. Here's a wonderful, handsome man who could have any woman in the world, and he chose to spend his time with me. I thought it wise to not worry about it and just enjoy my time with him. I figured it would only be that week, so I would make the most of it.
The girls and I had a great afternoon; lunch at one of the best deli's in the city, sightseeing, and a trip to the spa. The concert was the following night, and I wanted to look my best! ;-) Cait and Marie filled me in on their nights with David's friends and band mates (damn, I knew they looked familiar! :-P), and it sounded like they had as much fun as I did. I told them what happened with David the previous night, leaving out certain parts, of course.
"What do you think he has planned for you tonight?" Cait asked. Marie just looked at me with curious eyes and a smile.
"I really have no idea, but I'm excited to see him again. The time I spent with him was amazing, and I can't wait to do it again. I want to pick his brain, find out what makes him tick. See where his passion comes from," I told them. They knew there was much more to it than that, but they didn't say anything. "Don't worry, you'll hear most of what happens tonight," I said with a smile.
With that said, we headed back to the hotel. It was almost 9:00, and I had to meet David. I walked into the lounge, but he was nowhere to be found. I sat on one of the couches and closed my eyes, trying to calm down a little bit. I guess I started to daydream, because the next think I knew, I felt someone pulling me to my feet. I opened my eyes and found myself looking right into David's. The look on his face conveyed the same thoughts and feelings that had been going through my mind all dayโฆexcitement, anticipation, desire. He said nothing, only took my hand and led me outside, where a limousine was waiting for us. I looked at him and started to ask him what his plans were, but he silenced me with a kiss. I decided to just keep quiet and let him continue with his surprise. He opened the door of the limo for me, and then slid in beside me.
"I felt horrible about leaving you this morningโI wanted to stay, but there was a lot that needed to be done before the concert tomorrow night," he said.
"Please don't apologize, I understand. You have a very busy lifestyle. I can't be angry because of that, and I never would be. I just hope that I can steal you away from that lifestyle while I'm in town," I told him, grinning.
"I'm yours as long as you'll have me," he confessed, taking my hands in his. He looked directly in my eyes as he said this, and I got the impression he meant longer than just that week, but I didn't want to make any assumptions.
The limo stopped then, and David pulled out a silk scarf. He started to cover my eyes with the scarf, but I stopped him.
"I don't like being blindfolded," I told him.