Heartbeat

/-Riley-/
I smile at the first message.
DEAN: Work is boring without you, Barbie.
I lie on the couch smiling widely.
ME: I wasn't the one who ran off after showering.
DEAN: Really? I thought I saw someone covered in foam run outta the bathroom.
My cheeks heat up in embarrassment. He just had to bring that up now. I thought of how to face now. I can't even think of how to text him.
"Lover boy, huh?" Diane says adding to my embarrassment.
DEAN: Don't worry, wifey. I loved the way your ass bounced. I wanted to grab them so bad but then I remembered you're allergic to romance.
I laugh out and Diane raises a brow. I bite my lip and stand. I walk upstairs tying a reply.
ME: You're so naughty, Mr Shaw.
DEAN: I miss you, Snow white. Go on a date with me, yeah?
I smile. Date? I grin widely. Our first official date. What do i wear? Oh my God, i don't have a dress. I start panicking.
DEAN: No?
I blink twice and quickly type a reply. I totally forgot I needed to reply.
ME: Ofcourse Mr Shaw. I wouldn't want you to die from rejection.
DEAN: Wear something sexy. I wanna stare at those hot thighs of yours all night.
My cheeks heat again. How is he able to do this things to me without even trying?. My fingers dance around the keyboard as I think of a suitable reply. Maybe I should just leave it.
ME: Gotta go handsome, get back to work.
I pocket my phone and dash to my room. I throw open the closet and just as I suspected, i have nothing to wear. Oh God, what do i do? This is my first date, i can't mess this up. Maybe I should ask Liam.
Before i can make a move, Diane walks in. Her eyes glue to the closet then snap to me. A small smile tugs on her lips. I wonder what she's thinking.
"Spill" She grins throwing herself on my bed. I bite my lip.
"Spill what?" I feign oblivion.
"He asked you on a date, didn't he? Don't even try to deny it cause it's written all over you" She states.
"Yeah, we're going on a date but i don't have anything to wear' I admit.
"That's not so bad. Every girl runs outta clothes the moment her dream guy asks her out".
"D..Dean's not...my dream guy" I force out avoiding her eyes and she chuckles.
"Right. I'll pretend you didn't say that. Don't worry about the dress, I'll handle it" She winks and my mind flashes to the night she dolled me up. I push the thought away and smile. Diane naturally has a niche for fashion.
FEW HOURS LATER
"Do i really have to wear this?" I whine for the hundredth time and Liam gives me a 'duh' look. I lack words to describe the dress I'm wearing but it's the most unholy piece of clothing I've ever seen.Courtesy to Liam and Diane.
When Liam found out about the date, he was more than willing to work with Diane just so I could look stunning for Dean. Diane adds finishing touches to my make-up and i stand to check the mirror. My jaw drops instantly.
No way! That is not me. The dress is a stunning strapless black dress with a deep v-cut, stopping just below my boobs. It has a zip running from the end of the v-cut to my mid thighs, where the dress stops. The back of the dress has a wider v-cut running to my waist, exposing my back.
My hair has a twelve inch extension too. I don't wanna talk about the heels right now. All I know is, i look outta this world. Maybe a bit slutty but it's all for Dean. Wait...what if he doesn't like it?
"Are you sure this is okay? Maybe I should change into a..."
"You are not changing into anything. You can't let your man do the seduction all the time. What'd you wanna change into? Long skirt and sweaters? Maybe your teddy bear T-shirt would do. Dean's a man who gets easily bored. You wouldn't be the first he's ditching on a date" Liam states and I swallow.
"You don't have to be so crude all the time. Riley, i think Dean's gonna get hard the moment he sees you. He might even take you in the car" She grins and I gulp. Take me? Like sex? I shiver at the thought. Am I ready for that?
"Now who's the one making her prudish?" Liam snorts. A horn interrupts. That must be Dean. Damn, I don't think I can move.
"He's here, Riley. Go meet him" Diane urges but I don't make any attempt to move. All insecure thoughts cloud my mind at that moment.
"If you won't meet him, I'm gonna tell him the date is off" Liam threatens. I open my mouth to talk but nothing comes out. He's such a meanie. I give myself a little pep talk before walking out. My heart beats heavily against my chest as I approach the front door. I open to meet his ever handsome face.
He's yet to see me and i smile. He's clad in a white tux, charming as always and his hair is wrapped into a bun. He's leaning against the white Ferrari looking worried. His gaze suddenly meet mine and i swallow. His jaw drops instantly.
Does he like it? Should I change? I feel so nervous. He walks to me without breaking eye contact.
"Fuck" Is the only word that escapes his lips.
"I..." I try saying when he interrupts.
"Gorgeous isn't even a word right now. Damn, wifey. I know I said wear something sexy but i didn't think you would dress to kill. All I wanna do, is rip this dress off you " He whispers claiming my lips before I can process his words. I kiss back then pull away to catch my breath.
He smirks at me and pulls me closer to himself. He trails his hands up my thighs and i suck my lip trying hard to suppress a moan. Someone clears his throat behind us. Liam obviously.
"As much as I'd like you to fuck each other, you've got a date. And your nosy driver's watching" He says and Dean smiles while I stare at my feet.
"Shall we?" Dean asks and I give him my hand. The driver opens the door and I slip in before Dean joins me. An awkward silence follows afterwards then he shoots closer to me.
"Barbie" He says huskily leaning in for a kiss. I turn away from him just before our lips touch.
"You want the booty, you impress the girl" I smirk and his jaw drops. He stares at me in disbelief.
"Did you just say that? What did Liam do to you?" He asks.
"It has nothing to do with Liam. You're not getting your way this time and if it should happen, I'm gonna be on top" I shrug.
"Fuckin Christ, you're getting all badass on me, huh? Unfortunately, you won't get your way either cause I can't keep my hands to myself not when this dress turns me on" He says leaning over to me. Before i can protest, he kisses me and his hands get to work.
While he bites and sucks my lips, his hands work on the zipper. Did I mention I didn't wear a bra? Ofcourse, Liam wouldn't let me. He grabs my boob and a moan escapes my lips. Shit, the driver
"Dean, you have to stop. Your driver" I whisper and he looks at me with those lust filled eyes.
"Let him hear all he wants, he's not a virgin" He scoffs. He lifts my legs and leaves a trail of butterfly kisses up to my thighs. Another shameless moan escapes my lips. He keeps kissing until he gets to the hem of the dress.
"Have some decency, Dean. I...." He slips his hand in and reaches for my panties. A gasp escapes my lips. He pulls it and lets it snap against my skin.
"Fuck..." I cuss. He kisses my breasts and bites my nipples earning another moan.
"Decency, huh? Yet you're so fuckin wet" He whispers as his fingers skillfully shift the panties and play with my core.
"Mmm...Dean.." I moan and then he pulls away.
"We're here. Maybe we should stick to your decency plan" He shrugs and tears almost roll down my cheeks.
"Are you fuckin kidding me? You can't just turn me on and leave me hanging" I bawl. He raises a brow. Why do i feel he's doing this on purpose?
"You want it here? In the car?" He asks and I zip my dress in annoyance and open the door. Camera lights flash in my face immediately and i retreat immediately.
"I thought you said it was a dinner date. What are the paparazzi doing here?" I ask and he itches his neck.
"Actually, i was invited to a dinner party and i had to bring someone. I wanted you as my date, Barbie" He says.
No. No. No. He is not doing this to me. I've barely escaped the hate and now we're going public? I bite my nail as I think of what to do. How do i face those people?
Dean takes my hand and stares at me with a heart warming smile.
"You're with me, Wifey. No one's gonna hurt you. Focus on me, ignore them and you'll be fine. I'll handle it, i promise. You trust me, right?" He says and i nod cause I believe him.
"Let's go, Barbie. You just need me not the world" He assures and plants a lingering kiss on my lips. He opens his door and steps out. He gives me a hand which I willingly accept. I step out and the press surround us immediately. Why didn't he come with his guards?
"Who is she?".
"Isn't she the girl on the internet?".
"Are you in a relationship with a high schooler?".
"Who designed the dress? It's absolutely stunning".
"Who is she to you, Sir?".
They keep throwing numerous questions and my palms become sweaty. I just wanna get away from there. It's suffocating.
"She's my heartbeat" Dean replies and I stiffen. W..What? I look at him in shock.
"She's very special to me. Tell me, can you live without your heart?" He asks and a brief silence follows. Why does he make me feel this way? What are you doing to me? How did you get stuck in my world?
"Dean?" I call unconsciously and he stares at me with those beautiful dark orbs.
"What happened, Snow white? Aren't you my heartbeat?" He asks and my throat dries up.
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