SOME TYPE OF LOVE
:: xxiv, the real date ( part 2 )

em 💗:
so we gonna talk about
that peck later, right?

Read at 9:10am

is 🌟:
sorry just got done with a meeting.
uh yeah, if it needs to be talked about?

em 💗:
i know it happened subconsciously
& I don't mind it. it's just .. next time,
could it be a little longer? 😼

is 🌟:
EM IM AT WORK
but i agree ((;

em 💗:

see you tonight ((;

is 🌟:
😘

Read at 9:14am

• • •

By the time work was over, all Isabelle could think about was her date with the blonde beauty and now thinking about it, all the attention that was going to get. Was Isabelle Watkins ready for all this? It's going to affect a lot of things. Such as her mental health, relationships, her work place, privacy, everything. That's all she thought about as she left the office to her car in the parking lot garage.

She finally made it to her car and got in. She glanced at the time on her phone and it read 5:47pm. She was relieved to see she had at least almost an hour to get ready. So she drove home, parked her car then made her way up to her apartment. She walked in and tossed everything on the couch after locking the door behind her.

She immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower which she couldn't in the morning. After the shower, she did her hair then got dress. Of course she redid her makeup. She decided she would leave in a few minutes to go pick up Emma but that quickly changed from the knock on her door. So she made her way there and opened her door. To her surprise it was Emma.

"I thought I was picking you up?" Isabelle let Emma come in and then she closed the door.

"We need to talk. It's important." Emma spoke as she went to sit down on the couch. Isabelle followed and then sat next to her.

"We're about to cross that line. I just want to make sure you're ready? There'll be invasion of privacy, pictures, rumors, and don't get me started on those damn paparazzis." Emma warned her, even though she already knew that's what comes with dating a celebrity.

"I'll be fine, trust me. If it gets difficult, I can turn to you right?" Isabelle was looking for support from Emma who sat next to her.

Emma nodded before pulling her into a hug. They both agreed it was time to go so that's what they did. They both headed out the door and drove in Isabelle's car to a reservation Isabelle made about a few hours ago.

It didn't take long to get there, approximately fifteen minutes. It was now 7:25pm. They have finally arrived and they couldn't be happier. It was their first date. Isabelle parked the car then turned it off. She and Emma both made their ways out the car and began to walk into the restaurant holing hands, intertwining their fingers.

A stranger had opened the door for them and they both thanked him as he let them through. Soon enough they were seated in a booth. Both sat across from each other, so they could stare at each other in adoration.

After a minute or two, a waiter came to their table. He asked what they would want for drinks. Emma ask for water and Isabelle asked for a martini. The waiter took note of that then headed to the back to get the ladies their drinks.

"So—" Emma placed her menu down, "That was a rush this morning."

Isabelle sighed from embarrassment, "Sorry. I did it subconsciously. That is not how I wanted our first kiss to go."

Emma raised her eyebrows, "Good. Me too."

Soon enough, the waiter returned with their drinks then they placed their orders.

• • •

After about an hour and a half, they finally finished their meals and the waiter brought the check to them. Emma paid which she insisted. Once she got her card back, they then up and left. They both sat in the car, it was really dark outside.

"So...." Isabelle started, "I had a good time."

"Me too." Emma nodded in agreement.

Isabelle turned to Emma, "Redo?"

Emma turned to Isabelle as well, "Redo."

It wasn't slow, it more so fast. It was almost like they were hungry for each other, how fast their lips touched. Though they probably had seafood breath, (that's probably what made them hungrier) they kept making out for the longest time in the parking lot of Red Lobster.

Twenty minutes later, Isabelle started driving back to her place. She parked her car, Emma and her both got out and started heading to the door of the apartment. Emma wasn't sure of what was going to happen now. She could just walk Isabelle to her door, kiss goodnight, then leave or, Isabelle could ask if she wants to come in then whatever happens from there happens.

They finally reached the door and Isabelle slid her key in the keyhole. She twisted it and the door unlocked. The door then opened and as she put one foot through the door, she turned to Emma.

"Want to stay over? I know it's our first date but I feel like I've known you forever and not just cause you sent me letters about yourself." They both chuckled.

"Yes." Emma said happily with a smile.

Emma walked in behind Isabelle and once she was in, Isabelle closed the door and locked it shut. Now whatever happened next, that was between them two . . . . or was it?

a/n:
wink wonk ((;