Dark Desires

Chapter Two

WHEN I TOLD FINN ABOUT MY NEW FRIEND HE WAS SO HAPPY FOR ME. He spun me around and took me out to a dinner date right after we checked into our hotel just to celebrate. The restaurant was nice and it was down the road. The food was fantastic and delicious. Now we were taking a stroll to explore the beautiful part of the neighbourhood. The sun had set and the weather was nice and chilled. The star's had come out to play and the city lights were shining the place up making it look breathtaking.

"God I wish I lived here" I fell in love with this city. I was so perfect and it was even more perfect because I had my loving boyfriend next to me. Our hands intertwined and his jacket over my shoulders to block out the wind. "We still have a lot of cities to explore love. I'm sure we will find an even better place than this. Once we are ready to settle down we can move to and start our family there" I stopped on my tracks with joy radiating through my body.

"Seriously? Can we move out of Spain? Are you okay with that?" I asked him, perplexed. He walked back and stood in front of me as he looked me in my eyes. "My only dream I have is seeing you happy. Us living anywhere won't change a thing". He said genuinely. "Yeah but our lives and friends are in Spain along with your job" I couldn't ask so much of him. I only said that as a joke. "You are my family baby, and what my baby wants, my baby gets" I laughed before I jumped him and kissed him. He spun us around before he set me down.

"Come let's go and get Ice-cream so you can tell me more about this friend of yours"

"Yay Ice-cream" We spent the night looking and exploring the city before we retired back to our room. I told him more about Amanda even though I didn't know much about her either. Florida helped him get his creative juices going so once we got back to our hotel he worked on his book while I watched a movie. The Perfect Match starring Terrence J. That guy is all sorts of hot, but I still only had eyes for my boo. My eyes weren't blind from handsomeness, but my heart was blinded by his love.

When he asked me about my work I just told him that I was right about my boss's millionaire attitude. We laughed it off and I made sure the topic never went back to him. I never even wanted to speak of him. Let alone think of him. I don't even know what he meant with what he said to me. What did he mean when he said "Mine"? I have a boyfriend if he must know. After saying that the small grin faded away before he literally shushed me out of the room with the wave of his head and turned back to his two half naked girls. One thing I was looking forward to was my lunch tomorrow with Amanda.‎

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FLORIDA SUN SEEMED MORE GLORIOUS IN THE MORNING WHEN PEDESTRIANS WERE MAKING THEIR WAY TO WORK. The fresh air was refreshing, but most of all I was looking and feeling fabulous. My white tight dress with an open back just showed all of my curves. I also did a face beat and I did my hair in a ponytail along with edges. My heels matched my handbag, they were both brown.

Amanda's outfit was simple yet sexy. She was wearing boyfriend jeans with a crop top which showed her cleavage along with cute sneakers with a touch of light make up. We looked hot and we were rocking the city, not to mention that we got along like childhood bestfriends. She was a cool and chilled chick. We had our lunch at a downtown restaurant which we enjoyed. Next we hit the mall and we were just shopping for clothes.

"Nothing can beat some retail therapy after being on a flight with that scary man," Amanda commented as she looked through a pair of jeans. "You keep on calling him the scary man. Why not call him by his name?" I didn't even know the guy's name. When I researched more about who I was going to be working for I got nowhere because his name was never mentioned anywhere.

"Nobody knows his name. Jackson tried searching him on google using a picture he snapped but he got nothing. It's like this man doesn't exist at all" The gossip going around in that jet was hotter than freshly cooked scones. "That's creepy as hell. What if he is some serial killer of some sort?" I asked her clearly, scared for my own safety. "There's nothing we can do about that now". She picked up a pair of mommy jeans and threw them on her cart.