More Than I Could Ever Dream Of

What I thought was going to just be breakfast for our third date changed into a longer date which I had not dared to do before, but I have such strong feelings for him and it seems as though, he does too.

“What do you think I should do? Should I take my car back to my apartment and you follow me or should I leave this here?” I said as we stood by my car.

“I think it’d be better to take your car back, but it’s up to you. Whatever you think is best.”

“I’d feel better taking my car back. I’d just worry about it if I left it here.”

“I’ll meet you back there then.”

I smiled and got into my rust bucket, quickly putting it into gear, waiting for Alex to follow me in his car. It was only a ten minute ride from the diner to my apartment; I eagerly got out of my car and locked it. He pulled in just seconds later and rolled his window down, sticking his head out of the window; then, he wolf-whistled.

“What’s cookin’, good looking?”

I laughed and walked toward him.

“You really think you’re something. Don’t you?” I said, smirking.

“You certainly think I am.”

“That is true.”

I got into his passenger seat and kissed him. When I parted from him, he took hold of my face and kissed me.

“Fuck. You taste good.”

He was intoxicating.

“Look who’s talking.”

"Excited to head to a flea market?" he asked.

"Absolutely."

Even if I don’t buy anything because I’ll be with you.

The drive there was full of conversation and laughter and I hoped that would continue on throughout this part of the day. I smiled as he unexpectedly opened the door for me and took my hand; the electricity that jolted through my hand and eventually pulsed through my body. I wondered how he felt at this moment.

“Thank you.” I said, kissing his cheek.

“My pleasure.” he said, kissing my hand.

My cheeks reddened as he shut my door. We walked toward the market while I was in disbelief that this was even happening. After walking around for five minutes or so, something caught my eye; I dashed over and looked at it.

A vintage cookbook.

“Find something?” Alex asked.

I showed him and squealed with complete and utter joy. I turned back and flipped through it, seeing recipes that I wanted to try so badly; I just hoped I had enough cash on me. I bit my lip as I went to see how much it cost and I sighed.

“How much is it?”

“$20.”

I didn’t even have ten bucks on me which was embarrassing.

“It doesn’t matter.” I said, setting the book down.

“Abby. You clearly want the book. What’s the problem?”

“You know what the problem is. I’m poor. The money I do make goes to paying rent, utilities and groceries. I honestly don’t have the luxury of buying something I want unless it’s a basic necessity. Besides, I can just look up older recipes on my cheap ass phone.”

I may be dramatic, but I wanted to leave.

“Let me buy it for you.”

“You’ve already paid for enough over these past three dates and I’m just embarrassed.” I said on the verge of tears.

He hugged me and tears ran down my face; I felt the need to hug him so I did and he held onto me tighter as I did to him.

“You can hold on as long as you want to.”

I started to break down.

How pitiful.

I couldn’t believe how I was having a breakdown in public. If I ever was feeling down, it was in the privacy of my childhood home, my apartment or Miranda’s apartment… not in front of all these people on my third date. He kissed the top of my head and rubbed my back up-and-down as I cried which was incredibly soothing. About a minute later, I unraveled from him and wiped my eyes.

“I’m so sorry about that. I haven’t a breakdown like this in quite a while, but I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Trust me. You have no need to apologize. You can’t predict when these things like this happen.”

“You can say that again. This is the first time I’ve had one in public. I prefer to have them at home or with Miranda, even when before I moved here. One of the worst was when I told my mom I was diagnosed with depression; that’s what propelled me into moving here.”

“I hate hearing you’ve had multiple breakdowns. It’s fucked up.”

“I second that.” I sighed.

“Now, will you let me buy that for you? I don’t mind.”

“Sure.” I said, beginning to smile.

He nodded and got out his wallet as he walked toward the kiosk; I followed him. When he turned around, he smiled and handed me the bag with the book inside of it.

“Thank you. You have no idea how much it means to me.”

“My pleasure.”

Luckily, the time spent through the market was void of tears, and instead, was full of laughter which was what I had wanted all along. When we ended up back at my apartment, I frowned and unbuckled my seatbelt.

“Abby?”

“Yeah?” I asked, turning to look at him.

“Something wrong?”

“Take a guess.”

I hate my apartment.

“I don’t wanna go in there.”

“Why?”

I gave him a look.

“It’s small and terrible.”

“How terrible can it be if you’re there?”

“You’re so cheesy.”

I could not help but blush however.

“So, is that a yes?”

“Yes. Let’s go before I change my mind.”

I got out of his car and took the hand of the man who easily changed my mind.

Breathe in, breathe out.

I did this as I put my key in the door and turned the knob.

“I’d say this is where the magic happens, but…”

As soon as the door shut, I set my keys on the nearby counter and looked at Alex.

“So…” I started.

He interrupted me with a kiss which I was definitely not going to complain about. I kissed him back, winding my arms around his neck while his traveled to my waist.

“Bedroom?” he asked.

I directed us to my room and he shut the door with his foot, not disconnecting our lips until we reached my bed. I pulled off my shirt while he did the same with his own. Just as I had unbuttoned his jeans, my phone rang.

Stop ringing.

“Do you need to-“

“Ignore it.” I said it in a breathy voice.

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

I continued on with his pants and my phone shut up.

“Thank goodness.”

His pants dropped then he took over by unbuttoning my jeans and slid them down.

“You are perfect.” he said, tracing my curves.

I had never heard that from anyone before, so I was a bit overwhelmed.

“You okay?”

“I’ve never been better.”

It was true. I had not felt this great until our first date and it has only gotten better.

“I was worried for a second.” he said before spinning me around.

“You never to need worry about me.”

He unhooked my bra and I moaned as he caressed my breasts, making sure to rub my nipples. I moaned again once I felt his lips gently kiss my neck.

“Please.” I whispered.

He dropped his hands and lips and I faced him, seeing such a look of lust on his face. I crawled onto my bed and spread my legs once I reached the head of my bed. My panties were off quickly as were his boxers, showcasing how aroused the both of us were. He located his wallet and pulled out a condom, carefully putting it on before making his way back to me. He pulled my legs down in the process causing me to giggle.

“Ready?” he asked, looking directly into my eyes.

“Yes.”

He smiled and slowly entered me which made me gasp.

“You -“

I knew what he was going to ask, so I stopped him with a kiss. He reconnected his lips to mine and began thrusting in-and-out at a nice pace, but I wanted him to move faster. I let out a deep moan as he hit a certain spot… a certain spot that no guy has ever reached. I also happened to dig into his back as a result; he hissed but leeched onto my neck nonetheless. I did not mind as he continued to move in-and-out of me.

“Why do you have to feel so fucking good?” he growled.

This was a side of Alex that I was definitely enjoying.

“Faster.” I moaned.

I was not in the mood for asking, but he responded by moving faster like I wanted him to.

“Better?” he asked.

“Much.” I said, pressing my head into pillow.

I was so close about five minutes later and he could not hold it much longer.

“So close.” he groaned.

Once I lost it, I collapsed into the mattress and panted; he followed soon after and buried his face into my neck.

“That was amazing.” I said.

“100%.”

He kissed my neck which surely sported a hickey. When he came back to my face, I kissed him.

“You make me so happy.” I said, smiling.

“I feel the same way about you.” he said, caressing my cheek.

I was practically melting. After a moment, he pulled out and I took a much needed trip to the bathroom, grabbing my phone on the way to see who called.

Miranda.

I decided to call her back later. I came back to find him looking up at the ceiling.

“Fancy meeting you here.” I said, crawling back into bed.

“Hey.”

“How you feeling?”

“Fantastic. You?”

“Amazing.”

I moved next to him with my phone in hand.

“Did you find out who called?” he asked.

“Miranda. I’m sure she wanted to know how our date went.”

“Makes sense.”

“Who would’ve thought that your date would’ve gone from a diner to a flea market and into a girl’s bedroom?”

He chuckled.

“I definitely wasn’t expecting our date to lead to this. I’m glad it did though.”

“Sex wasn’t even on my mind to be quite honest. I didn’t realize how strong my feelings were for you.” I happily sighed.

Alex pulled me close and kissed my cheek. I blushed and placed my head in the crook of his neck. Just as I was nodding off, I heard my phone ring again; I groaned, looking at it.

“Want me to answer it?” he asked.

“I don’t mind.”

“I’m sure she’ll get a kick out of it.”

He reached for my phone and answered it.

“Put it on speaker.” I whispered.

“Hello?”

“Alex? Where’s Abby? Is she okay?”

The question of the day.

“She’s never been better. Isn’t that right, Abby?”

“Yeah.”

“You didn’t answer my other question.”

“My apartment, Miranda.” I said.

“Oh…”

I laughed while Alex fought to not laugh.

“I see you’re getting joy out of this.”

“You have no idea.”

“How about you, Alex?”

“So much.”

“Well, I’ll talk to you later, then.”

“Okay. Love ya!” I said.

“Love ya, too.”

Alex couldn’t hold in his laughter any longer and let it out after I hung up. I buried my head into his neck and laughed along with him.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked.

“Anything.”

“This is, by far, one of the best days of my life. I know I had that breakdown earlier, but with you there, I felt safe and secure. I don’t have that feeling often if I end up a blubbering mess.”

“Not even with Miranda?”

“I love her. I do, but this is something different… you’re something different. You feel like home.”

That was heavy. I mean, we have only been on three dates, after all. I would not be surprised if he left and never want to see me again. When he did not respond for a minute, I began to worry.

“Alex.” I said, touching his arm.

Another pause.

“Could you say something? I’m starting to worry.”

“I’m sorry for worrying you.”

I propped myself up and looked at him.

“That’s okay. What’s going on? Did I freak you out?”

“You didn’t. I was just trying to get my words together, so I don’t sound like an idiot. I’ve never gotten this close to someone so quickly before and it’s so much to take in, but I don’t mind. That has to mean something.”

He looked directly at me and kissed me.

“You are amazing, Abby Shaw.”

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