Like I said, I love my job, but there was something about today- something about waiting for my date with Jackson- that I felt time at work could not go slower. I managed to swap shifts with Olivia (my best friend), so that I could get out at five instead of eleven tonight, but still....time was soooo slow. 

"Hey!! So, a date, huh?" Olivia asks as she walks behind the bar and clocks in. She looks at me expectantly with her eyebrows raised like she wants details. 

I laugh. "Oh, stop. It's not like I haven't gone on a date before."

"If by dates you mean sitting at home eating ice cream and watching TV hospital dramas. Then, sure, you've had tons of dates." 

I roll my eyes at her and we both laugh. "Ok, so, it's been awhile, but I've done it. Normally, I don't date customers, but there was something about him that I just couldn't resist."

"Ahem..."

I whip around at the sound. Milo is sitting at the bar directly behind me. I have no idea how long he's been sitting there. 

"Oh, hey, Milo! The usual?" I ask him with a smile.

"Yeah," he replies sounding slightly annoyed.

I quickly make up his Manhattan and hand it to him. "Here you go! Anything else I can get for you?"

"Did you just say you're going on a date? With a customer?"

Hmm...he did hear our conversation...

"Oh, umm...yeah. It just kinda happened."

"I have been asking you out for months and you keep telling me you don't date customers," he says, sounding hurt.

"Yes. Normally, I don't, but he's not from around here and like I said, 'it just kinda happened'."

Milo seemed to just get pissed and stayed that way for the remainder of my shift. I felt bad, but I couldn't help that I was extremely drawn to Jackson. 

Five o'clock rolls around and I'm just finishing up cashing out my tickets, when Jackson walks in.

"Hi, Caroline," he says as he approaches me.

"Hi, Jackson," I flash him a wide smile. "I thought I was supposed to call you when I got home?"

"Change of plans," he tells me as he puts his hand on the small of my back and escorts me to his limo, where the driver is holding the door open for us.

"But I'm not even dressed for a date...," I say as I climb in and scoot over.

"That's ok. I have a surprise for you," he tells me as he slides in next to me.

The driver gets in, rolls up the divider and takes off. My heart starts pounding in my chest at the thought of being alone with him. 

"Caroline...," he says, facing me. 

He leans in close, brushing a strand of my fiery red hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear. He runs his fingers on his left hand up and down my right arm gently, causing goosebumps to instantly cover my body and make me shiver.

"I have been thinking about you all day...," he admits as his cobalt-colored eyes bore into mine.

He's been thinking about me? I can barely form words.

"Oh, yeah?...Me, too...," I confess.

Before I know it, his lips are on mine and his tongue is swirling around in my mouth, coaxing mine to do the same. I slide my tongue across his lightly and he sucks on it gently, while he wraps his right arm around me, pulling me in close. My heart is beating in my ears as heat spreads over my body to pool between my thighs.

Just then, the limo stops and there is a tap on the window. He slowly pulls his tongue from my mouth, placing one last kiss on my lips before he backs away. My lips begin to tingle and he leaves me aching for more. 

"Are you ready?" he asks as he exits the limo, holding his hand out for me to take, which, of course, I do. 

I look at where we are and I can't believe it. "Celine's?"

Celine's has all the latest styles. Mostly dresses. If you want a nice dress to go to a wedding, prom or even a club, you go to Celine's. However, it is pretty pricey. 

"This is too much, Jackson."

"Do you not like this store?" he asks me with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, no; I do! It's just really expensive here. I don't have the money for one of these dresses and I can't let you buy me a dress."

He opens the door and guides me in. "It's my pleasure. Besides, you're going to need it for my next surprise."

As we enter, the shop clerk comes over to us, smiling. "Welcome to Celine's! What kind of dress are we looking for today?" 

"Nothing formal. Just a beautiful dress for this beautiful woman to go on a date with me," Jackson replies.

I couldn't help but blush when he called me beautiful. 

The clerk smiles and waves for me to follow her. "Yes, of course! Right this way, ma'am."

I look over at Jackson.

He smiles and places a kiss on my cheek. "Take your time. I'll be out here waiting when you're done."

I follow the clerk into a room in the back of the store. It has full length mirrors everywhere with a few sofas and chairs to sit on. There are four doors located in between the mirrors- I assume them to be changing rooms.

The clerk walks me over to one of the sofas and gestures for me to sit down. The sofa I sit on is so cushy with several fluffy decorative pillows. I run my hand across them while she talks. They are soft like a rabbit's fur.

"Now, what's your favorite color, dear?" The clerk asks as she tucks a strand of her, chocolate hair behind her ear.

"Purple."

"Oh, that's a good color! Stand up and let me measure you," she says, gesturing me. "Would you like some champagne?"

I haven't had champagne in years!

"Oh, yes, please!"

She has another girl bring me over some champagne while she takes my measurements. I sip on the bubbly drink while I stand there.

Mmm...I forgot how much I love champagne!

She finishes and tells me to sit before disappearing into another room. A few minutes and another glass later, she comes back, followed by another clerk with her arms full of dresses for me to try on.  All of them are different shades of purple and totally gorgeous.

"Here, dear. Try these on and let me know what you think. You can take one and go into one of those doors over there," she points behind me. "Step out when you have it on and we'll see how it looks." 

I try all of the dresses on before settling on one. It is an astounding violet, sparkly dress that dips low to accentuate my breasts and comes just above my knee to show off my long legs.

"You are gonna knock that man's socks off with this dress," the clerk says, making me blush as she places it in a white dress bag. "Now, no dress is complete without shoes, dear and I know the perfect ones!"

She leaves and comes back with open-toed, black pumps. I am seriously starting to feel like a fairytale princess. 

Just then, the girl who has been supplying me champagne, comes in and whispers in the clerk's ear. The girl then leaves and the clerk looks at me with a smile. 

"I have been just informed that you are to wear the dress out today. So, go ahead and change back into the dress and shoes and we will bag up your clothes and bring them out for you."

"Ok...," I say as I go change.

I walk to the front of the store to see Jackson. He is standing there in a black suit and no tie. The button on the collar of his shirt is undone, exposing his neck and the top part of his chest. He has his hands in his pants pockets while he stands there talking with his driver. 

God, is he sexy...

"Don't you look handsome?" I smile.

Jackson turns around when he hears my voice and his eyes go wide as he looks up and down my body. I see his gaze pause briefly on my cleavage before meeting my eyes.

"You take my breath away, Caroline," he smiles.

I feel my cheeks burn as he steps over to me, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. When he withdraws, I am breathless.

We get into the limo once more and take off. The whole ride, he can not keep his eyes off of me. There is a hunger in them that makes me shift in my seat as I look at him. He is sitting close with his hand on my thigh, which is exposed due to the length of the dress I'm wearing. His cologne wraps around my senses, the smell of it intoxicating. All I can think about is him touching me...everywhere. 

I can't take it anymore. I lean in and kiss him, hard. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in close. I moan into his mouth at the feel of him pressing against me. He trails his hands down my sides, stopping on my ass, gripping it with his big hands. I can feel him start to harden against my leg. 

Suddenly, we are interrupted by a tap on the window. We have been so consumed by our kiss that we didn't even notice that the car had stopped moving.

We straighten up before the door opens. I run my fingers through my hair, hoping that it didn't look all messed up and smooth out my dress. I reach for Jackson's hand, that was waiting for me, and step out. 

We are at the most luxurious restaurant in town and I am in total awe. He loops my hand into his arm and the doors open for us. We are greeted and escorted to a table in the middle of the restaurant. As I take my seat, I peer around the room and can't help but notice that we are the only ones here.

"Uh...Jackson?"

"Yes, beautiful?" he asks with a smile, making my heart melt.

"There is no one else here..."

"Yes, I know. I rented the whole place out," he says with a wink.