A Date With Wilbur

The Pick Up

I woke up with an uncanny ambition to start my day. The day was good, the sun was out and there were only a couple of prolonged hours until I got to see him. He promised me the world, so I promised him something else. Something more than the world, and everything else. I lifted up my black, silk sheets and folded them over in a rush, slipping out of my room and heading to the shower. All my thoughts were guided towards him, as I rubbed coconut gel onto my body, all I could think about was what we did together the last time we met. It smelt so sweet and fruity and felt rough, like... never mind.

It was time for me to go, I was so exuberant, he could be here any minute. I was wearing a smooth, Wine coloured blazer, with a white cotton petticoat, along with a maroon pair of trousers. A sharp, piercing sound approached my ears, as lights slowly faded in through the window. I could see a purple, aluminium car. I knew he was here. I glanced swiftly into the mirror by the door before I went outside, I was a cherry. My face was so red, I was so flushed and Nervous, I took a deep breath and reached for the silver handle. I twisted it slowly and reared it open. He stood, hazel eyes wide open. He was as handsome as ever. He wore white cotton, a collared button-up shirt and a burgundy knitted vest over the top. He had black pants which were tucking his shirt and were being held up by a black, leather, snakeskin patterned belt. Round, wire glasses perched upon the bridge of his nose, tying his entire look together. He looked me in the eyes.

"Hello darling," He said, reaching his hand out for mine.

His square-shaped diamond rings speckled in the effervescent reflection from the lamps above us.

"Wilbur, I'm so glad to see you" I replied back, taking deep breaths, and letting out a wonderful sigh.

He took me by the hand, he smelt of sandalwood with a hint of lemon. He smiled at me with joy and opened his car door for me. He helped me in and shut the door carefully behind me. He walked around the other way and got in the driver's seat. The window was slightly tinted, the seats were white pleather and the radio was turned down to a minimum.

"I've missed you, you know," Wilbur said, in a shy, yet somehow confident tone.

I smiled at him, no reply. He reached over to me and rested his hand on my thigh.

"may I kiss you, beautiful?" He said.

I nodded profusely, he reached his body over the middle of the car and our lips touched together. I put my arm around his neck and we kissed more heavily. He pulled away carefully and put my hair behind my ear.

"Let's save the rest for tonight, okay? We have dinner reservations at seven" He said, whilst turning the key to the car and turning on the ignition.

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