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"So what's this about a party?" She says, leaning back and looking me in the eyes.
"My parents host it every year. I'd say you don't have to come, but he knows your name and will probably find you." I say teasing her a little.
"Do you want me to come?" Her face is serious, and I know that she'll decline if I tell her that I don't.
I think about going into that party tomorrow without her, and I'm instantly saddened by it.
At least with her there, I might have a little fun.
"I'd like you to come with me. It's stuffy and people will pretend like they're the best thing since sliced bread, but I'd feel better if you were there with me."
She smiles and leans up to kiss me softly, "Then I'm there, Dr. Dracos." I hold her close, and we continue to watch the gorgeous view.
This is the first time I'm going to bring someone else into my life, and I can't deny that I'm scared.
Still, I know with her in my arms it'll be okay.
* * *
The next day after work, Nyla goes right home to get dressed while I do the same. Two hours after we leave each other, I drive over to her RV to pick her up. I'm going to need to talk to her about moving it closer to the hospital, or at least to my house. I don't mind the drive, but it would be much more convenient if it were close by.
I knock on her door with some flowers in my hand, feeling slightly excited about actually picking her up for a date. My mouth drops open when she opens the door.
She's wearing a long blush colored dress and her hair is styled in a sleek up do. There's a touch of makeup on her face, and her eyes are lined, making them look even larger than they are.
She's absolutely stunning.
She takes the flowers from my hand and sets them on the counter as she laughs at my slack jawed expression, "If you keep looking at me like that, we're going to be late to the party. Then the sheriff will find me and throw me in jail for kidnapping his son." She jokes, and I shake myself out of my stupor.
My father might not actually throw her in jail, but he'd definitely come here and knock on her door to find out where I am.
"You're right. Let's go." I say, but I don't move. My hand goes to her hip and she laughs.
"Pretty?" She asks.
"So damn gorgeous. You're blowing my mind right now." I say and lean down to kiss her. I deepen the kiss and push forward, but she pushes back.
"Jail time. Sheriff." She says again, trying to bring my mind back to what we're supposed to be doing.
"Okay, okay. Shit...let's go." I turn and walk away from her, needing to put as much space between her and myself as possible.
I can't wait to get there, so we can say our hello's and I can get her back home.
The way this woman makes me feel.
* * *
My mood sours the minute we walk onto my family's estate grounds. Of course, they've gone all out to impress the people of the town, but I hate the way people stare at Nyla as if she's a vermin instead of a beautiful woman. Everyone should be looking at her the way I had earlier. I'd rather be jealous right now than protective.
Of course, the remarkable woman that she is, Nyla doesn't miss a beat. She's courteous and happy. And every so often when someone does speak to her, she manages to get a smile out of them.
She's at ease with these people, even if they will never truly accept her.
She's awestruck by the large mansion-like home we're in, and I can tell by the way her eyes linger on certain aspects that she's never been in a place like this.
Not many folks have. I grew up here, so it's lost most of its luster for me.
My great-grandfather migrated here from Greece and helped build the town, while my mother is the daughter of a wealthy oil tycoon. None of them have ever wanted for anything. They've never been denied, either.
