Anais

I pressed my lips together to spread my lipgloss which was met with the heavy sigh of Esteban.

"Esteban I am almost done" I pouted, looking into the mirror impatiently. I wanted Eveything to perfect, especially now that all of Espana knew we were an item. He came behind me and delicately nibbled on the end of my ear. "I'm starving mi amor" he groaned, "and you look way too good for me not to be. Hurry up before I eat you" he teased.

"Okay fine" I smiled, packing the rest of my makeup into my bag. He led me to the hallway, hand in hand. Quickly he grabbed the keys to his car and pulled me into his protective arms. 

We walked to the door and he opened it but just as we broke from our kiss, we saw Hector leaning against the frame of the door with a big black folder. "Morning you love birds" He smiled warmly.

"No way Hector! Bye" Esteban pushes past him, leading me to follow him down the stairs.

"Esteban you can't keep avoiding my house calls! We need to discuss the future. And your sponsors!"

"Later my friend. This is my one day off and I am spending it with Anais" he bragged, pulling me down the stairs.

"Esteban! Por favor! You are going to make my hair turn gray at 25!!!"  he yelled after as, his deep voice echoing against the walls of the hallway.

We both ran and chuckled together, zooming downstairs to hop into his car. He hopped over the hood, into his seat and sped away as Hector chased after us. I had no ounce of guilt abandoning him; since it's what he deserved.

I never liked him anyways.

We sped through the country on our way to the city, enjoying the silence of each other's company. He wouldn't let me know where we were going but I knew he was taking me to a nice restaurant near the arena.

"So after breakfast, we can to the arena to see the banner. It's being hung and laminated for the fight next week." he filled me in.

"Or?" I hinted, looking at him as he sped up to pass a a car in the winding streets.

"Or?" he shifted his eyes to me, waiting for my suggestion.

"We can go to the training arena?" I boldly suggested. He looked over to me and frowned; I knew he believed in my dream of being the first female torerra, but was worried about my safety.

"Anais, I am all in for your dream to be the best , but it is dangerous"

"But Esteban, you promised you would train me! I mean you're the best coach in Espana! Who else would I ask?" I protested, dismissing his worry.

He muttered a few words beneath a breath but remained silent, making sure to avoid my gaze. I climbed over the middle of his car and begin kissing his neck. He continued to drive, focusing on the road while slightly turning his face to me to return the embrace. I began kissing his lips sultrily, tempting him to break his silence.

"Anais" he growled, taking one of his veiny palms off the steering wheel, and grasping the back of my neck. I continued to kiss him desperately until he broke his focus and attacked me, pulling his eyes off the road. His car veered into upcoming traffic but we didn't care, too involved in our own little world.

"HONK HONKKKKK" a car sounded and he finally veered back into our lane. I giggled girlishly and scoot back into my seat, leaning against his chest until we pulled up to the quiet restaurant.

"If you're still up for it... we can go after breakfast" he sighed. I smiled happily and kissed his cheek. "I love you Esteban" I sing, smiling at the side of his profile. He chuckled and grabbed my jaw, taking his 
time to admire my features. "I love you too mi amor" he whispered and kissed me gently.

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"Ah! Mr La Renta! How are you?" A server in a suit came and shook Esteban's hand.

"All is fine Lewis. Your family is doing good?" he smirked, looking around at the packed restaurant with concern.

"Yes! We really enjoyed the tickets you gave us to your sold out match last month. Thank you once again" he smiled and turned to me. "Ahh! And you must be Esteban's beautiful date" he smiled, shaking my hand.

"Anais and I came to enjoy a quiet breakfast but it seems like you guys are more packed than usual"

"Sorry Mr. Renta, it is a Sunday which is usually our busiest day, but rest assured we'll find a table for you" he clapped and quickly took two menus before zooming to the back. I bent to look at the menu on the podium while Esteban looked around, smiling as the people gawked and pointed. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me softly, leaning over the podium to take a look at the specials while we waited.

"You tasted this?" I pointed to a picture. He nodded and scrunched his face with disgust, "they tasted like bull crap" he muttered, and flipped to another page, pointing to a picture of bistec smothered in mushrooms and huevos. "This is my favorite along with a cold glass of naranja de Hugo" he bragged. I chuckled and turned my attention back to the menu until two older people came and tapped us.

"El Jefe, we are huge fans. May we?" they asked, holding out a notepad and pen. Esteban smiled at them and signed his autograph on their crumpled page. The old man came and dusted off his huge camera, waving his hand so the wife could get in the shot. Esteban politely obliged and the flash went off.

They showered him with more of their praises before they left us alone once more.

"You are quite popular" I muttered, still focusing on the menu. He chuckled and blushed red. "Yea..." he smirked and leaned against me.

Finally the sever came back and escorted us to a spacious table at the rear of the restaurant. It was more intimate and quiet, a stark contrast to the front of the house.

"Whenever you two are ready, call for me." He nodded and quickly left us alone. He was focused on the menu, taking his time to finalize his decision.

"You know what you're gonna order mi amor" he spoke, still looking over the pictures. I glanced up and looked at him, my nerves taking over. I still needed to meet with the president tonight but needed a excuse to leave. "Esteban...I need to go out tonight"

"Why?" he shrugged, pulling a cold glass of water to his lips.

"Umm.. remember I used to dance?" I lied, I haven't danced in weeks but I needed to see the presidente and tell him off once and for all.

"Yea I remember. That's how I met you." he smiled remembering a happier time.

"Well... the girls miss me, and they want me back... so I think I'm going to start again. They want to meet up with me and go out tonight"

He ponders my words and nods; "Anais. I don't want you to feel that you're obligated to stay at home and do nothing because of me" he grabbed my hand and kissed it. "If you want to dance again, dance mi amor" he smiled, gently running a palm against my cheek. I smiled, touched by his understanding and pressed my lips against his. He was so understanding. It was something I was not expecting from a alpha male like him.

We finally ordered and waited patiently, talking about our future and the plans for the day. Just as he finished kissing me once more, two girls came through the curtains and screamed, jumping as they saw El Jefe.

"Im sorry Anais" he blushed, seeing the anger on my face. They ran over to either side of him and kissed his cheek, pushing their pens and paper in his hands. He obediently signed away and smirked awkwardly until he called for the waiter to escort them out.

Before he tried to explain himself, I held up my hand and frowned. "I just have to get used to this I suppose" I shrugged and cut into my food that finally had arrived.

"Anais...no you shouldn't. I should have told Lewis to let no one come back here. This is my time with you and only you to enjoy. I am sorry mi amor" he pouted, pushing his lips to mine. I smiled lazily and continued eating in silence. He knew I was mad but knowing Esteban he would make it up to me soon.

Author Note:

I think Esteban really trying with this whole relationship. I think Anais is being patient to. It's a new thing for both of them.

What do you guys think?