Chapter 16

The DJ stopped spinning and everyone was looking at them.
"Robert! Stop this!", her mom yelled.
"No, I won't stop! I want him to make a choice!"
"Please, don't do this. It's my daugthers birthday!", her mom cried.
The other woman didn't care. I guess she was the secretary he had been sleeping with.
"Robert! Tell her you want a devorce! That's what you said last week!"
You could hear people whisper, the place was buzzing. It was so embarressing. I felt very sorry for Claire and her mom. Although I was kind of upset with Claire, no one deserved this on their birthday.
"What? Is this true Robert?!"
"Dad?!!"
"All of you shut up!", he slurred and shoved down another drink.
I eyed Max, I could see he felt awkward too.
"Maybe we should leave", he whispered.
"Yeah, I think so too", I said. "Shouldn't we say goodbye to Claire?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. You should call her tomorrow", he said.
We got up, he took my hand and lead me inside the house.
While we walked away I saw Claire crying, her friends at her side. I felt really sorry for her, but I was glad she had some people around her, to comfort her.
Max had called a cab and we walked out of the house. We could hear them all yell while we walked down the front of the house. The gates opened and we stepped out.
"I feel so bad for Claire", I said.
"I know sweety, but there is nothing we can do now", he answered.
He put his arm around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head.
Our cab arrived and we got in.
"Do you want to go home?", he asked.
After tonight I didn't want to get home. I wanted to feel his arms around me, while falling asleep.
"Yes", I eventually answered.
He instructed the driver to go to my address and we drove off.
The whole ride we were silent. I let my head rest against his chest. Listening to his heartbeat. His hand was softly stroking my arm.
Halfway I made up my mind.
"Actually, can we go to your place?"
I looked up for him to answer.
"Of course", he said.
He instructed the driver to go to his address.
While walking on the gravel I kicked off my shoes. Damn, my feet hurt!
Not that this was more comforting, but these heels were killing me.
He opened up the door for me to enter.
"You have such a beautiful home", I said looking around.

The last time I was here, I didn't really noticed the surroundings. I was anxious to get away as fast as possible.
"Thank you", he said.
"You can put your shoes here", he said. He opened a closet which contained some coats, hats and boots.
"Here, let me take them", he said. "Do you want something do drink?"
"Sure", I answered.
"Make your self comfortable", he said. "I'll go grab us a couple of drinks."
I strolled to his living room. His home was huge, that was one thing I did remember.
His living room was beautiful and cosy. I wondered if his ex wife had decorated the place. There was a fireplace on one side of the room, a white one, very modern. Soft blankets and a lot of pillows were placed around them.

On the other side where two big couches and two big love seats.
A grand piano was placed near the big window. I always wanted to learn to play the piano, but my parents never let me.
He came back in and saw me looking at the piano.
"Do you play?", he asked.
"Unfortunatly not", I said. "Do you?"
He shrugged; "A little."
"Can you play something for me?", I asked with a grin.
"Another time maybe", he said shyly.
"Are we getting shy now, Mr. Woods?", I chuckled.
He laughed.
"Not shy, just not in the mood right now. Where do you want to sit?"
"The couch is just fine."
Max leaned back, making himself comfortable.
I curled up against him, he put his arm around me, taking small sips of his whiskey.
"You know", he started while twirling his glass, "you never said why you were upset."
"What do you mean?", I played dumb.
"You know what I mean, Mira."
"It's nothing, okay?"
"Yeah, you already said that", he said. His eyes found mine and he tilted his head to the side a little.
"I'm not buying that."
I heaved a big sigh before I started talking.
"It's just... You and Claire. You guys looked perfect together and then Claire's dad said some things..."
He frowned his eyebrows, looking all confused.
"What do you mean? I'm not interested in her anymore", he said.

He tried to convince me with his words, but it didn't really help.
"And what about Claire's dad? I didn't see him."
"That's because he sat down with me, while you were standing in line with Claire", I sighed.
"What did he say to you?" His body turned towards me.
I told him what her dad said and how it made me feel, seeing them together.
"Robert was being racist? But I thought you and Claire were friends. I mean, if he was a racist he wouldn't want you to hang out with her, right?",
"I know, I never heard him say things like that. Maybe he just want you to date each other again", my voice sounded sad.
"He can say all he wants, but I'm not dating her again", he spoke firmly.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure baby. Don't be so insecure. I like you, a lot", he said looking at me.
"She has big boobs, she's tall and blond. Has a good job and comes from a good family..."
"Oh sweet Mira! Don't you say that! I don't care for all that stuff."

"I saw you looking at her boobs", I said.
"It was hard not too, I mean she practically shoved them in my face. But I didn't care for that. Yes she is tall, yes she is blond but I'm over her. And I don't care if she has a good job or comes from a good family", he said. "I mean what does that mean anyway. Look how good her family is, Mira. They are all unhappy."
I thought about it for a second and I guess he was right about that last part.
"But you dated her, so she must mean something to you...right?"
"I don't know how I can convince you she doesn't. I didn't broke up with her for nothing."
His lips found mine and kissed me softly. A tingle shot through my body.
"Was that convincing enough?", he asked playfully.
"Hmmm, let me think... No, not at all", I said closing my eyes.
"Okay.."
He placed his lips on mine again, but now a little bit rougher. His tongue licked my lips and begged me to enter. I partened my lips a bit and let him explore my mouth. His kiss was passionate, I grabbed his collar to pull him in closer.
A soft moan escaped my lips. Playfully I bit his lower lip. Carefully he pushed me down and laid on top of me. I could feel his excitement grow through his pants. I clinged my legs around him and my hands ran up and down his back. It felt like we kissed forever. The smell of cologne, his lips and his tongue got me going all kinds of places.
"Oh Max..", I breathed in his ear.
His lips moved from my mouth to my neck which made me arch my back and cling on to him even more. He groaned a little, while he softly bit my neck, pushing his hard against my lower belly.
"Damn Mira, you got me going crazy", his low voice whispered against my neck.
I could feel my excitement burn all over my body. His lips worked their magic on my collarbone onto the other side of my neck. I never had a man kiss me like that. He knew all the right spots.
We were both heavily breathing. His eyes locked mine, it was so intens. His look got me feeling a way I never felt before.
"Are you convinced now?", he said still breathing heavily.
"Yes..", I said out of breath. "Yes baby."
"I can't wait for the day I can make love to you", he whispered.
"Me neither", I said almost drowning in his blue eyes.
"Mira, there is no one that I want more than you. You are all I think about", he said.
"I can feel ya", I chuckled.
He looked down and then up again.
"I'm sorry, I guess I can't hide how I feel", he grinned.
"I kinda feel the same way", I winked.
For a moment he was distracted. I guess he didn't expect me to say something like that.
"Well, aren't you cheeky!"
I laughed. "Stop!", playfully I punched his chest.
"Maybe we should go to bed", he said.
"I think you're right. I'm actually kind of tired."
With that said I yawned to prove my point.
He got up from the couch and put out his hand for me, "Come on."
We walked up stairs, the soft fabric was felt good underneath my tired feet.
"So, here's the guest room where you slept before", he said openening the door.
I remembered this room, the bed and the shower it had. I chuckled thinking about the moment I woke up. All disoriented and scared, looking like crap of course.
"What?", he said raising his eyebrows.
"Nothing, I just thought about the last time I slept there."
"I hope this won't be the last time", he said. "Well, I'll go get changed, if you need anything, I'll be over there."
He pointed to a door on my left and walked away.
After I did my night ritual I wanted get undressed, but I couldn't get the zipper down. I knocked on his door.
"Come in!"
I opened the door a bit and stuck my head around the corner.
He only wore his pants, his torso looked very good. It was hard not to let my eyes wander off.
"What is it sweetheart?"
"Can you help me unzip my dress?"
"With all pleasure", he grinned.
I rolled my eyes and stepped into his bedroom.
His bedroom which was just as beautiful as the other room.
Only this one was a bit bigger.
His bed looked very cosy, I bet it would be very comfortable.
"Don't worry about your breasts, they are fine", he winked.
I saw his eyes wander off to my chest and I could feel the excitement build up in my body again.
I turned around and undid my hair and it cascaded on my back.
I felt his hands carefully put it aside so he could have full access to my zipper.
"Why are you so beautiful", he whispered in my ear. When his hands touched my body a shiver went through it. Slowly he unzipped my dress.
I held the front with my hands so it wouldn't slide all the way down. He kissed my shoulder which gave me goosebumps. I wish his lips would explore the rest of my body, it was aching for him to touch it.
"I don't have anything to sleep in", I said.
"I thought you slept naked", he chuckled.
I slapt his chest; "You wish!"
"Let me go get something for you." He walked to his huge walk in closet and searched for something for me to wear.
"Here you go. It's an old shirt of mine. I hope it fits you", he smiled.
"Thank you."
"Goodnight Max."
"Goodnight Mira", he said and kissed me.
I walked off to my room, still holding on to my dress.
After undid myself from my dress I grabbed his shirt. Before I put it on I buried my nose into it, his smell was all over it.
I crawled in bed and turned off the lights. I forgot to close the curtains, so the only light there was came from the moon. While I was trying to make myself comfortable I kept tossing and turning. Closing my eyes had no use, I felt out of place in this big bed and this big room.
I don't know for how long I doubted to go over him. Wasn't it weird to just go to his room to lay in his bed? Wouldn't he expect something from me? I mean, it's a man after all, right?
My body was desperated for his touch, I wanted to feel his warm body next to me. His arms clinging on to me. 
Time passed and finally I got up and tip toed my over to his room. My heart was pounding in my chest. I took a deep breath and opened his door.
It was dark and I think he was sleeping.
I pulled back the covers and stepped into his bed.
His back was facing me as far as I could see and carefully I moved over to him. I put my arm around his waist and laid down my head after I kissed his shoulder.
"Mira?"
Shit! He was still awake!
"I couldn't sleep", I whispered.
He turned around.
"It's okay, baby", he whispered and kissed me.
"Turn around."
I did as he said and turned around. He pressed his body against me and I made myself comfortable against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, almost squashing me, but I didn't mind. It made me feel safe and loved.
"Goodnight princess", he whispered against my ear.
"Goodnight prince."