She couldn't believe it had gone this far with Wade. She spent many of evenings in the comfortable house about fifteen minutes away from hers. She had formed countless excuses for why she missed dinner.
They were never very original, but they always sounded legitimate.
"Five page paper due Mom. Thankfully the library's open late."
"Jessica just broke up with her boyfriend, I have to be her shoulder to cry on."
"Rally for the basketball team's game tomorrow night."
Each time she'd hop in her Ford Tempo and zip over to Wade's place. She couldn't be more pleased. Of the lovers she had, Wade by far surpassed all. Especially her ex-boyfriend. He, compared to Wade, was a joke from Barney & Friends.
After their romp in the classroom, Wade and Carrie went to lunch at a local Cafe. She had been planning a surprise for Wade for the longest time. She just had to figure out how to go about fulfilling her plans. She wanted to be with Wade as more then just a lover. She wanted to be his girlfriend.
"You know," she said leaning over the table closer to Wade, " I feel like I'm your mistress sometimes."
He looked in her eyes and saw a small pout form on her lips.
"You don't like that?"
"I hate having to leave at night, and what if you find someone else?" the sentence rushed out of her lips before she had a chance to stop it.
Wade took her cheeks in her hands and pulled her face close. He leaned in and placed a silent, slow, blood boiling kiss on her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, piercing his.
"Don't worry" he assured her. She just smiled at him.
"Bite me Wade." Her smile broadened. Her favorite saying.
"You know Carrie, one of these days, you're going to get exactly what you ask for."
The waiter served them their plates. Carrie glanced at Wade and started twirling her tongue around her straw to catch the attention of the waiter. They both heard the waiter take a deep breath. Carrie licked her lips and smiled. She and Wade laughed as they began their meal. When Wade and Carrie were finished, he drove her back to her car in the school parking lot.
She ran her mouth and teeth against his neck to distract him, moaning noises of lust. While he wasn't watching, she slipped his automatic garage door opener into her purse. She leaned over and gave Wade a quick kiss and jumped out of his car. She knew Wade had a meeting with his publisher at 5 p.m. and it was almost 4:30. She figured he'd be out for at least an hour. She drove from school to the grocery store. She picked out the menu for the evening. And this time she intended to stay.
Wade pulled into his driveway at a quarter till 7. The meeting had gone well. His latest book was to be out with in the month. He bought a bottle of soft red rose wine to celebrate. Hoping that Carrie would make a visit tonight. He reached up to his sun visor to activate his garage door, but came up empty. He looked up. No remote.
That's odd he thought to himself. He searched his car for five minutes and gave up. He walked to his front door and found it open. His first instinct had him clutching the neck of the bottle of wine intending to use it on the perpetrator that broke into his house, when he saw his living room softly lit by candles, he eased the tension on the innocent bottle of soft rose red. He walked from his living room into his kitchen area. The table was set. Roses in a vase. And Carrie, smiling as always. His mind was reeling. Trying to recall if a woman had ever done this for him. No, no one had till now. He set the wine down.
"What is all this?" he asked.
"Now Wade, I thought you were an intelligent man, I cooked for you, my surprise. I wanted you to know that I care about your latest book as much as you do."
He stood there astonished. She stood up and walked over to greet him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling into him.
"You like?" she asked.
"Yes, very much"
He pulled her away and held her at arms length and drank her in. She was wearing a strapless black dress that came down right under her knees. The sash was tied in a sassy bow at the side of her waist. She was almost as tall as him in her high heels. Her hair was swept off her neck. Wade turned her in his arms. He pulled her back to him, facing away, and started to rub his lips on the back of her neck. She squealed in laughter at the feeling, he pulled his fingers down her sides, further tickling her, till she was full out squirming in his arms.
